Honorable Mention

I know this one is from last week, but it is still worth sharing. Some of you may or may not know Richie. He's a friend of mine from down here in Williamsburg. He and his wife Brandi are part of the Bible study group Meg and I attend from church. Anyway, I think I was wandering around in the dark on a path in the wilderness, when Richie appeared at the end of the hollow tunnel created by the trees. He came to help me, to warn me of some unforeseen danger, but I was too freaked out because he appeared much like the ghost of Banquo in Macbeth. I remember thinking of him as Banquo and it was all very confusing. Another shadowy figure started to take shape behind Richie, but I woke up before they could be identified.

Ocean Scrapers and the Elders of Our Planet

Three nights ago, I dreamed that I was hanging around the docks of a port. I don't think I was supposed to be there, so when people came by I tried to hide. One man spotted me and he yelled at me to get over here because my shift was coming up. I had no idea what he was talking about, but I went with it. I boarded a large ship with several other college graduates I didn't know. Five minutes later, we set sail for the ocean, the Pacific Ocean. After about an hour of sailing we came across a strange sight. We sailed past a city floating in the Ocean. It was completely isolated. There were no roads, no bridges, just sky scrapers and water. It was a secret Wonder of the World. The only people who knew about were the people who worked on this particular ship. We all stared until it was out of view again. Apparently, our destination was an old folks home on an Island west of South America. It had an island to itself and our job consisted of appeasing the residents. I think they were like our ancestors and guardians. We protected them and entertained them so that our race would continue. If any resident, old as they were, passed away....so did part of our history and culture. It was like Spock going back to save the Elders of his planet. (Sorry, we just watch the new Star Trek movie)Somewhere in there I woke up, and there the story ends.

The Human Aquarium

So I am with my family. We were going to stay the night with one of our friends. Her house is not like I remember it though. There is a strange basement with strange things in it. When we get through to the end of the new section, I discover an aquarium......a human aquarium. There are humans swimming around in this huge hidden aquarium tank. Their all happily swimming away out there on the other side of the glass. I ran back out of the house searching for the entrance to the aquarium. As soon as I found it, I dove in. I was pretty excited about swimming, though less at being stared at through glass. Many people joined me when they too discovered it. The only thing about this aquarium that was off was there was a 'hotel california' policy, you can never leave once you're there. Ok, so that part seems a little creepy, but overall, the swimming was pretty fun.

The Antichrist

You know its bad when your greatest fear is reformatting. This stuff is really starting to get to my head. Anyway, last night the Antichrist came, and I just knew what he was going to do. He reformatted everything in the world so no one could understand how to fix it anymore. It was horrible. Almost like switching from feet to meters. I don't know how he did it, but I was inconsolable thereafter. I don't remember the second part except the people I saw there who, for their sake, I shall no mention. Sorry the plot line is so short in this one. That's all I have for now.

Honorable Mention

I would just like to say that last night there was two of me, and I was my own padawan. This also means, I was legitimately talking to myself. I admit, the idea is pretty bogus, but it was pretty cool at the same time. I don't remember much else, it was fuzzy.

A Grand Return

I'm back! I've been a bit busy lately, but also my dreams were going through a semi-normal stage. Whether because I didn't find them amusing or because I didn't have time, did not post any of the past couple weeks. The spell has been broken and I am here to share more disturbing images from the mind of Moll with you.

Last night I was sent to a storage unit by one of my friends who wanted help moving some things. I arrived at his storage unit only to find it filled with small gnomes of the garden variety. They moved and spoke and their voices were very high and screechy rather than deep like you would expect from a manly-looking gnome. I wasn't sure what to do with them, so I told them all to link arms and follow me so no one would be lost. It was weird walking through the streets being followed by a long chain of squeaky garden gnomes singing Take It Easy by the Eagles. They crackled as they walked (like Snap, Crackle, Pop for anyone who remembers them). I took them with my to my volleyball game. It was a tournament game and I was late. I sat them all in the far left section of the seats in the warehouse so they would be out of the way. Then I grabbed some teenagers from the stands and went in the next room to warm up. If a volleyball could be made into a lamp shade, it would look like the one I was using. There were two holes in the ball, one on opposites of each other. I suppose it was the force that was keeping the ball in its shape. In this back room there were bones piled up on one side, but apparently that is normal, so I wasn't concerned. The room was lit by the light of lightning bugs. This is when my cousin Mike walked in and said these words, "College will make bones of us all." Then I was startled out of my sleep by the sound of Ben singing in the shower. So I shall leave you with those happy thoughts.