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"Imagen" my thoughts
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Stress By the Eye of Vision
My mood quivers, my head frame suffocating
Worried about my life, listening to the microphone
Stress has taken over, reflecting from the pass life
Feeling sick from the poison, filled into my blood
Less threatening substance while I drank a lot of quantities alone
In a room filled of memories
Other then riding the vehicle through the cow fields
Where my friend demanded there was snow on the ground
And driving down the road where I found a person who lost a couch
He seemed angry
I journeyed through a small village and traveled down the back road
Rumor in my head said that there was a house party
Where there should be filled with drunken faces
Mysterious in every person mind, counting on how many times I laughed
The girl appeared from the driveway looking at me if the sky turned blue
But the dark landscape in the middle of nowhere provided me in this sense
Dumb whore, maybe you should go back in the house while I’m stranded out here
I continue to ride down the road again, appeared to be in a busy intersection again
I’m in a fucking city, my mood began to desolate, and I received a call from a friend
He told me to go back to the room filled with mysterious thinking
This passage always makes me feel amused
Flash bulb phenomenon, I appeared sitting on a couch in the room
My mind filled of voices floating around; I would attack anyone with my war of words
When Jaris appeared in front of me, as all the hippies chanted an Egyptian riddle
Candles filled the room as the refrigerator blended in with the light
The smoke coming from the room aloud me to leave
While the stress returned again, over thinking about my madness
A fake abnormal taste of tangerine, felt the ship had set sail
I journeyed through the Great Lake of Superior and landed into a mysterious island
The houses seemed to be on fire, just a mirror reflecting from the sun
I was greeted by a person named raccoon, he looked fucked up
He seems like a likeable guy, been nice to me
He visits the world of abnormal thinking like the rest of the drinking scene
Appearance seems to be arrogant, like most of the raccoon racing of his kind
I could be judgmental but he gave me a ride to the gas station on top of a hill
He was going to buy vodka, to get fucked up in the head, nothing secret
I went in the store and bought a rap CD, I never bought one before
It cost me 16 dollars while the black man took my attendance
We left the scene, the sky spinning around like a storm, someone is creating it
In a magnetic storm, while three other men are playing music, filling into my head
The storm is screaming “holy fucking shit!”
Raccoon and I traveled down the road, the storm cleared up, the grey sky appeared again
The landscape was bare, just grass filling the scene
I describe grass to raccoon but someone was in the backseat
His was Josh Water Lilly and he laughed at me with his retard face
Accusing me of using grass to fuck up my abnormal function
I ignored him and continued to look into the landscape
We are cut off
End
Dream of the Moon: Tidal Waves Part 1
Continued to send the message into my head
While walking in a house filled of laughter
Movements of animals walking into bedrooms
A heavy feeling of a force pushing me down till I blacked out
An hour past on, the lights appear in a old fashion home
As I saw some people in the yard by Wright Street
A barbecue party and summer fun
I venture into the home while a fat girl begged for loving
Concluding I hopped into bed and slapped it around
What was I thinking while feeling?
Before I was riding my bike down the neighborhood looking for the campus
While the leaves on the trees reminded me of home
That I took another sharp corner and realized I was lost
Nothing is certain when the moon is above the sky
Many of my friends exploring tonight’s episode
Racing across the sky, running around the street
I had to look for my friend Toni-Daniel Cookie monster, while he drifted into the dark
Whispers filled into my head, which a couple of girls went into my car
My friend Standard Dru drove my car and I was on the passenger seat
Abnormal dysfunction filled in our blood, the road looked like a blur
Fucking illegal activity in my thinking,
Standard put his headphones on, not paying attention to the road
I saw a cop that passed us, heading down the road where a fire occurred in the distance
I screamed at Standard for his actions, he laughed at me and told me to quiet down
I told him to turn right but he didn’t, he wanted me to get in trouble, his dad could sue me
When we are eventually pulled over to the side of the road I cursed at him to turn right
Then I punch him in the head and threw his body out the door
Running away from my car and running to the North Michiganders Education parking lot
Standard’s dad sent people to fuck my life up, while women and men cursing at me
Ignoring my actions and responding in negative tongues, I couldn’t leave this world
When I continued to fight back and reach my settlement
I ended up walking through campus, walking to the town of Marquette-French-Mantra
Extended formula when I received a slip to go to the bathroom, paradox energy
I was by a house, in the middle of M.F.M., a quiet neighborhood
The house seemed empty but a few people came out, greeted me in an abnormal sense
Seemed like everyone is having to much fun
The guy with a nose held high asked me, there were people at my grandma’s house
A big celebration, then the second guy told me that one of the guys there wanted to fight
He believed that guys name is Jessie; I looked into the jungle landscape, and blacked out
What seemed impossible to think of, over and over again?
Never mind the sudden drift, while my body floated over towards my grandma’s house
Hearing the laughter inside
I went into the house and into the living room; there were girls in there, unbelievable
I sat down on the floor while they were playing a game; I looked into the other room
Saw a girl with a tan face and make up, her name might have been Lama
She smiled at me and played a Cinderella song, I got excited and rocked on
Then the Indian girl tapped my shoulder and told me to move away, for what?
I turned to my right and saw three gorgeous ladies walking my way and vanished
I got up and went into the kitchen, where a group of people were sitting by the table
Smoke filled the air and with sweet delight, who are these people
Then some guy tapped my shoulder and said his name was Jessie
I toke my hand and shoved him by the kitchen sink, he meant no harm
I told him how many abnormal drinks he had, he said 80, and I laughed at his face
I walk towards the table and sat down, I noticed Jessie and someone were behind me
Didn’t notice Lama was laying on the table in front of me, I said some stuff to her
She didn’t look to well and looked at me and got up and left into the bathroom
I got angry and cursed at myself for my stupidity, why can’t I have a stable conversion
With any good looking girls out there, it seems this dream is going to fade
I got up and went back into the living room; the Indian girl was lying on the couch
Looked shrived up, sick from the abnormal appetite
Need to get back to Toni- Daniel house to lie on the couch
I went into the refrigerator and stole a couple of beers
Went outside and drank it all down, my head became blurry
I realized his house was miles from here; I walked down the road, through different yards
Began to panic and slipped into a near encounter coma
The snow in the sky melded away, I walk a few distance and collapse onto the ground
Hoping I could float away
End
My mood quivers, my head frame suffocating
Worried about my life, listening to the microphone
Stress has taken over, reflecting from the pass life
Feeling sick from the poison, filled into my blood
Less threatening substance while I drank a lot of quantities alone
In a room filled of memories
Other then riding the vehicle through the cow fields
Where my friend demanded there was snow on the ground
And driving down the road where I found a person who lost a couch
He seemed angry
I journeyed through a small village and traveled down the back road
Rumor in my head said that there was a house party
Where there should be filled with drunken faces
Mysterious in every person mind, counting on how many times I laughed
The girl appeared from the driveway looking at me if the sky turned blue
But the dark landscape in the middle of nowhere provided me in this sense
Dumb whore, maybe you should go back in the house while I’m stranded out here
I continue to ride down the road again, appeared to be in a busy intersection again
I’m in a fucking city, my mood began to desolate, and I received a call from a friend
He told me to go back to the room filled with mysterious thinking
This passage always makes me feel amused
Flash bulb phenomenon, I appeared sitting on a couch in the room
My mind filled of voices floating around; I would attack anyone with my war of words
When Jaris appeared in front of me, as all the hippies chanted an Egyptian riddle
Candles filled the room as the refrigerator blended in with the light
The smoke coming from the room aloud me to leave
While the stress returned again, over thinking about my madness
A fake abnormal taste of tangerine, felt the ship had set sail
I journeyed through the Great Lake of Superior and landed into a mysterious island
The houses seemed to be on fire, just a mirror reflecting from the sun
I was greeted by a person named raccoon, he looked fucked up
He seems like a likeable guy, been nice to me
He visits the world of abnormal thinking like the rest of the drinking scene
Appearance seems to be arrogant, like most of the raccoon racing of his kind
I could be judgmental but he gave me a ride to the gas station on top of a hill
He was going to buy vodka, to get fucked up in the head, nothing secret
I went in the store and bought a rap CD, I never bought one before
It cost me 16 dollars while the black man took my attendance
We left the scene, the sky spinning around like a storm, someone is creating it
In a magnetic storm, while three other men are playing music, filling into my head
The storm is screaming “holy fucking shit!”
Raccoon and I traveled down the road, the storm cleared up, the grey sky appeared again
The landscape was bare, just grass filling the scene
I describe grass to raccoon but someone was in the backseat
His was Josh Water Lilly and he laughed at me with his retard face
Accusing me of using grass to fuck up my abnormal function
I ignored him and continued to look into the landscape
We are cut off
End
Dream of the Moon: Tidal Waves Part 1
Continued to send the message into my head
While walking in a house filled of laughter
Movements of animals walking into bedrooms
A heavy feeling of a force pushing me down till I blacked out
An hour past on, the lights appear in a old fashion home
As I saw some people in the yard by Wright Street
A barbecue party and summer fun
I venture into the home while a fat girl begged for loving
Concluding I hopped into bed and slapped it around
What was I thinking while feeling?
Before I was riding my bike down the neighborhood looking for the campus
While the leaves on the trees reminded me of home
That I took another sharp corner and realized I was lost
Nothing is certain when the moon is above the sky
Many of my friends exploring tonight’s episode
Racing across the sky, running around the street
I had to look for my friend Toni-Daniel Cookie monster, while he drifted into the dark
Whispers filled into my head, which a couple of girls went into my car
My friend Standard Dru drove my car and I was on the passenger seat
Abnormal dysfunction filled in our blood, the road looked like a blur
Fucking illegal activity in my thinking,
Standard put his headphones on, not paying attention to the road
I saw a cop that passed us, heading down the road where a fire occurred in the distance
I screamed at Standard for his actions, he laughed at me and told me to quiet down
I told him to turn right but he didn’t, he wanted me to get in trouble, his dad could sue me
When we are eventually pulled over to the side of the road I cursed at him to turn right
Then I punch him in the head and threw his body out the door
Running away from my car and running to the North Michiganders Education parking lot
Standard’s dad sent people to fuck my life up, while women and men cursing at me
Ignoring my actions and responding in negative tongues, I couldn’t leave this world
When I continued to fight back and reach my settlement
I ended up walking through campus, walking to the town of Marquette-French-Mantra
Extended formula when I received a slip to go to the bathroom, paradox energy
I was by a house, in the middle of M.F.M., a quiet neighborhood
The house seemed empty but a few people came out, greeted me in an abnormal sense
Seemed like everyone is having to much fun
The guy with a nose held high asked me, there were people at my grandma’s house
A big celebration, then the second guy told me that one of the guys there wanted to fight
He believed that guys name is Jessie; I looked into the jungle landscape, and blacked out
What seemed impossible to think of, over and over again?
Never mind the sudden drift, while my body floated over towards my grandma’s house
Hearing the laughter inside
I went into the house and into the living room; there were girls in there, unbelievable
I sat down on the floor while they were playing a game; I looked into the other room
Saw a girl with a tan face and make up, her name might have been Lama
She smiled at me and played a Cinderella song, I got excited and rocked on
Then the Indian girl tapped my shoulder and told me to move away, for what?
I turned to my right and saw three gorgeous ladies walking my way and vanished
I got up and went into the kitchen, where a group of people were sitting by the table
Smoke filled the air and with sweet delight, who are these people
Then some guy tapped my shoulder and said his name was Jessie
I toke my hand and shoved him by the kitchen sink, he meant no harm
I told him how many abnormal drinks he had, he said 80, and I laughed at his face
I walk towards the table and sat down, I noticed Jessie and someone were behind me
Didn’t notice Lama was laying on the table in front of me, I said some stuff to her
She didn’t look to well and looked at me and got up and left into the bathroom
I got angry and cursed at myself for my stupidity, why can’t I have a stable conversion
With any good looking girls out there, it seems this dream is going to fade
I got up and went back into the living room; the Indian girl was lying on the couch
Looked shrived up, sick from the abnormal appetite
Need to get back to Toni- Daniel house to lie on the couch
I went into the refrigerator and stole a couple of beers
Went outside and drank it all down, my head became blurry
I realized his house was miles from here; I walked down the road, through different yards
Began to panic and slipped into a near encounter coma
The snow in the sky melded away, I walk a few distance and collapse onto the ground
Hoping I could float away
End
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We left the scene, the sky spinning around like a storm, someone is creating it
In a magnetic storm, while three other men are playing music, filling into my head
We are cut off
hmmm
Dont doubt me. Lay them ALL down to pick u back up again...ALONE (asshole.....)
those are some of my dreams which i usually write in the mornings when i wake up. i like that kind of stuff. reflect on life and try to find the meainings behind my dreams.
late at night i was listening to the new tool cd and let my imagenation go wild. during the song rosetta stone, i felt that the atmosphere in my dream seemed like a magetic storm across the fields.
three men, bass, guitar, drums creating a storm. the music then fillered into my head.
we are cut off meaning that my dream ended.
i dont understand what your tryin to say raint.
Hi imagan...Im sorry, I dont know what I was trying to say either. Just my own thing picking up on that... but dont pay any attention to me, and what I write half the time...my brain is all fried! Been stressed about some things...like I dont know whether Im coming or going.. so Im really sorry --didnt mean in any way to disturb or interupt your dream thread...
For the record, youre dreams are wacky/wierd/wonderful and delightful to read!!
You don't have to say sorry, i missed interpret it. I was feelin negative at the time and toke yours as a negative response. I'm glad you took the time to read my writings and share your ideas. I think its a cool feeling when people response to my writings as well as other peoples writings. thanks anyway