Thursday, September 23, 2010

Hurricane of Dreams

Just the insights and flashes of last nights brain movie...

I was in a K-Mart more so like the one here in the islands not like the ones in the states- it was more of a Costco or Sams than your typical white trash bluelight special.

It was a big open floor plan more like a warehouse but with finished walls painted bright white. Several pillars held its structure throughout the floor plan.

There where shoes, and home-furnishings, food, and for some reason a seashell section to decorate your bathroom with...(I don't know just something I remember seeing)

Anyways on to the dream--it involved three people my sister Megan (who was MUCH younger than she is now), Austin (a former boyfriend of 4 years back in highschool, who is now happily married) and myself.

Austin and I where trying to gather each other slowly back into one another's lives again--I knew that there was a falling out in my dream but he wasn't married in the dream-- He wanted to go to this K-Mart to get a gift for his Father for his birthday and he called me to meet up with him. I brought my sister along--there was no parentals in the dream and I was her caregiver-- She and I had to get Hurricane supplies anyways so it tended to work out--

Megan and I where getting our supplies as well as playing around (knowing the hurricane was close we where being careless and taking our time after procrastinating for the supplies,) after finding our things we met up with Austin and he was having troubles trying to find a gift so I was lending support and ideas--straying a little away from Austin, and Megan trailing a little behind me, just looking at different ideas, I look back and make sure to have an eye on Megan---

and just at that moment the winds start HOWLING outside around and above the building--Austin and I met eyes--he had a horrified look on his face, as I have a moment of panic trying to locate Megan and scream for her to get close to me--I hold her under my chest and cover her head--I'm screaming again for Austin and he can't get to us-- I'm reaching out trying so hard to get him and cover Megan at the same time. The winds rip the buildings foundation all around us- the walls are crumbling, the pillars are crashing, the ceiling is caving, and all I could do was act like it was a carnival attraction (the whirling and winds on a ride, spinning you in circles almost causing you to get sick from so much going on, the lights, and gravity working with and against you its somewhat fun and thrilling but you are ready for the ride to end)--trying to be strong for the both of them-- Austin after climbing and leaping over fallin displays and debris finally reaches us and lays his body over both Megan and me. Through the cracks and spaces of his body I see the lights flickering, and feel his heart racing as well as his moaning from things falling all over him--the weight was almost unbearable trying to keep lifted enough so Megan could be able to actually move and breathe underneath us-

Once Austin felt that it was safe he rolled off the top of us and the gray skies surrounded us like the fog in a forest. As quickly as it came, the winds flew away only to leave a downpour slowly creeping  towards us, standing in what once was an aisle, we all just stood there--I don't recall any other customers around--it was just us three in the middle of what felt like no where. Our tears were being drowned out by the sprinkles that started the heavy rains--it was beautiful but yet so lonely--like we were the only ones left to live.

Wrap around life...

Just a start a wrap around of what is to come, life is nothing in it necisities and we just spill over each other with no common recollection.

Its sickining to think of when it comes down to it. Doubtful that it will ever change and brought myself to be very different, how do I not fall into step?

Gears that turn and unwind themselves make the world a magnet for what may happen over and then repeat. We need more, more meaning, more sense, more of what that is our beings exestience.

Conforming we all will and or have done. Not a pretty sight and it tends to lead to disaster, what will bring the good?