I HAVE A DREAM

For the sake of my future children, and the greater good of mankind, that one day “Cappies” will be a slur commonly employed to disregard the belief systems of people who promote Capitalism.

haha

last night i had a dream in the cartoon stylings of Family Guy….

if that ever happens again I hope it strikes a chord and becomes lucid so I can seek out a mirror and see what I look like as a Family Guy character.

that’s all.

I dreamt that I shit my pants.

needless to say I woke up pretty pleased that that wasn’t a situation I was really in.

Last night…

I had a number of interesting dreams. but I’m terrible at ever remembering them in full but I’ll relay the details that I recall from one:

I had been accepted to the South American program that I’m applying to, I think, that or I was going to California for the interview… either way I was to be boarding a plane soon for that. Before I left I decided to go visit my old highschool but when I got there I didn’t go around and talk to my old teachers and stuff like I normally would, I just went to the art room (which wasn’t even located in the right place but was the art room just the same.)  I painted a picture far better than I’d ever paint in real life, and pretty quickly.  It was an impressionistic landscape with three lush green hills at sunset. The sun set was really quite brilliant, I wish i could actually paint because I don;t know that I’ve ever seen something more beautiful on canvas.. on the hill furthest right stood three nude people, facing away from me, unidentifiable but in ascending height order. And when the bell rang that the day was over the hill furthest left was unfinished, the top of it was to be painted as a putting green.  I told myself I’d compete the putting green when I got back from my trip, and left the top of that hill bare white for the time being. And then I left and eventually boarded my plane and landed some where but those details I don’t remember. I just remember the painting really well, hopefully it will be burned into my mind for a while, usually part of dreams that I recall this vividly never leave me. Damn it was beautiful, but I’m not sure what it could mean… any ideas?

I though I was getting sick

but its been a week with no symptoms. So i have a new theory as to why I cant stop sleeping;  I believe my body has officially recognized that I’m a lot happier in my dreams so it keeps them going as long as possible. Remember that scene in Inception when there’s a basement full of people escaping reality through induced dreaming?   Sounds like a pretty solid lifestyle to me.