On 9/21 I dreamed that I did another festival. I always dream I am creating festivals now. Festivals that go extremely well. Festivals where everyone has fun. Festivals, festivals, festivals. This time, I dreamed I was in charge of another festival in Colorado, I think. Boulder is the feeling I got.
But this festival didn't feel so good. This festival was a mess. With people not doing what they were supposed to, wasting lots of time, and generally making it not run very smoothly. I was freaking out and my new friend Andrew Brunt was there, and I commented to him, "This dream doesn't feel like my other festival dreams. It feels different. And difficult. And its somewhere else." That somewhere I believe is Boulder. It felt like I was going to do this new festival when I woke up at some time. Sometime, I am meant to do this festival...And it will take a toll on me.
9/22 I slept and dreamed of being in a club in NYC? I think. I was there and I don't remember lots of this, but I looked up and on the wall was a 3-D image, like those guitar picks, of a poster or posting of an upcoming show. I didn't realize this was a dream at all and I wanted to see who was playing when. It was STS9 and they were playing soon. And I tried really hard to remember where. I thought it was Maine. I looked on there website and this new years they are playing in CO. They are also playing in CT at one point and that's about as close as they get to Maine. I am supposed to go to there concerts.
Then, I started to dream of doing a massive art project, once I realized people could walk through the air. I did a beautiful version of Romeo and Juliet, completely in water, like a syncronized swimming, with all the audience floating above. It was a massive project. Then I oversaw my brother's massive theater project, probably Weseley. And then, all my siblings were of a supreme intelligence. They were manipulative. They were geniuses. And we all wanted to fall in love. Eventually, the spot where I had the play and probably a festival at one time! became like a resort. A disney world of sorts. And they put me on a very high tower, overlooking all of this land that I had helped add my mark too. I think I might have married. Or I was alone, but I could see and feel my siblings as they attempted to get people to love them. But I was left alone.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
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