What Are You Dreaming?

[Mr. Green]

I somehow got into a nice building. It could be Victorian era architecture with French windows. It is home to a childhood friend, I think. No one is around. Rooms after rooms, I take the stairway to a connecting, similar building. He found me. He wanted to introduce me to his parents. While he got distracted, I plan my escape. I found tutors who help kids like him, along the way down. I got outside and mix with the crowd. A thin blond woman got a glimpse of me, during this sunny day. It is dark now and a much older man is looking for me. We walk close but he doesn't recognize me. He could be the childhood friend. Day light now and in the same area. Wonder Woman is at a distance ahead of me. I managed to dodge indoor. I am at a distance behind her now. Batman is on the floor inside. His left arm got damaged and exposed. He is crudely drawn but I can see his hand, burned and partially disintegrated, probably from a bomb.

 

[Mr. Green]

I ate 4 worms. Need 1 more to make 5. They're all chewed up but might replenish and recover. I feel a little like throwing up but at the same time want to keep one.

 

[Mr. Green]

I am in an RV, in the woods. I open the back door that is open to the back, wooded, extension. Gas stove make up this small kitchen area. I travel out. A far distance away, a blond adult, from England, said something of we value our wives. I travel back and on the way, I was attacked by hoard of enemies. I see a bird's eye view of it, but barely a threat. They're almost dress like soldiers with swords and such. I meet a blond woman, probably someone else's wife. She's having tea and got a bunch of bamboo fishing poles. I carefully walk around the bamboo in this open forest but feel like I am in a trailer. She got startle but I grab the hook before she did anything. I got back to my RV. The stove looks uneven and the gas fire too. I look underneath but not sure how to fix.

 

[Mr. Green]

I drive to order new shoes. The entrance to this place is a recycled shipping container box attached to a small house with what ever else is attached to it. A blond woman is wearing medical outfit(scrub?). She grab a bag of another outfit by the entrance. A blond man with blue eyes talk to me. He runs this place.
A black guy show me the neighborhood. I am in another shipping container. He smoke pot with a few of his friend. I am now a third-person smoker. My vision faded. I am back and eventually we got out.
I walk along a black neighborhood. I decided to go back for the shoes I ordered. I came back. It look like New Orleans area but much, much tighter, older, and more stylize. Each store is so tight that there is not much more than a door and a window. For sale items hanging on the store-front gives off this voodoo vibe to the area. I went in this store where the black guy and his brother is. The place is as small as a small restroom. The ceiling is dark yellow and of old wax. He is stirring in an old pot with some kind of waxy substance that could be permanently hardened to the pot. The other guy is stabbing a sharp nail-edge object into another old pot with the same waxy substance. Things hanging everywhere.

 

[Mr. Green]

I am working in a serious business company. The wall and everything is like cherry red wood. Everyone is wearing white shirt and black tie. I walk in and by an open door office. One guy have his projector up and working on some flaw chart. I got to my desk with another work in the room. I went to the restroom to look at myself in the mirror. I am in a meeting now. One guy is asking technical question. The other guy response and I understand the answer. One guy said that you're loosing your memory; you're getting old. One guy ask me how would I solve the problem. I ask do I solve it in a flow char or by coding. One guy said, anyway you want. I am at the mirror again. I picture a plate with 5 holes(place holder). Whatever didn't fit will be put back on hold, while the system work on these 5 first. Maybe this is how I'll solve the problem.

 

[Collectorcol]

Wide awake

Mr. Green dreams read like the diary of a madman.

 

[Solidus]

A few nights ago, I dreamed I was being held hostage by a sexual tyrannosaurus with lipstick and khakis. I managed to scale a wall and run into a nearby forest where I was saved by a special ops unit comprised entirely of T-800s. Then we went to Manhattan Mall because one of the Arnolds wanted a milkshake. But, then suddenly, the anti-christ was born on the floor of Gamestop, and then Animated Batman swooped down from the ceiling and pummeled the evil child to death, while the walls started to melt.

That is all.

 

[Collectorcol]

You need to stop having (special) mushrooms for supper.

 

[Solidus]

Wide awake

Mr. Green dreams read like the diary of a madman.

 

[Solidus]

You need to stop having (special) mushrooms for supper.

I hate mushrooms...

 

[Snake Plissken]

I hate mushrooms...

 

[Mr. Green]

Huh? Whut is this? Mod clean up this thread!! At once, Mr. Green, may add.

 

[Solidus]

 

[Mr. Green]

I went back to my old job. I am in the cubicle I last sat in. No one noticed that I am really trespassing. A couple of employee wave hand at me. I look into the desk draws. I look into the garbage can and found a gun. It is some kind of metallic prop replica. There is 4 small pieces that I pin in. They're probably the switches to cocks and load/unload the magazine. I hold it down on my left hand. Felt real enough with its weight. It morph into an uzi machine gun. I put it back somewhere. I walk out. On the way, I saw glimpse of a couple of those I used to work with. One young man holding a stack of checks envelope and handling it out. I am out and walking down a corridor.
I am at a candy store. They have various wrapped candy on display; most behind glass. Some are free trial but I have no interest. Tempted but no interest. I walk to a pretzel store. They have various pretzel bags behind glass. I walk to the end. I thought everyone is gone for the day or something. A big fat, fat woman suddenly stand up. She is so fat that her waist fold over her hips. Her chin fold over her neck. She got the 3 pretzel items I wanted. A commercial of a young handsome man say something of how hard it is to get these pretzel crushed for the prefect taste. I see conveyor belt and stainless steel holder to line pretzel up. It doesn't look efficient, now that I think about it. Suddenly there's a bread roll, on my hand, with 2 type of cold cut meats in it. The fat woman points to a few feet back of me to get triple meat. I went back and this store is empty but there is a section for self-serve. The chief is gone for the day and lights' out. I hesitate as I don't eat meats anymore.

 

[Mr. Green]

Lily wrote something. I don't know why but I read it. Maybe someone else too. I said something like it looks good even though I don't recall what I've read.


Static for 1 sec; like a radio static sound.


I am back at my old house. I am in the basement. We or I was away for like 3 days. The stairway's light went on. She's by the stove now. I ask why didn't you say anything? My mother say something like yea/yes. I wanted to give her a hug.

 

[Mr. Green]

I am at work, in a cubicle. Some of the employee, i know. They're over achiever. Their desk are full. They dress professional. They win awards for whatever that it is they do. I just sit at my empty desk. Two can of soda is at my desk. One is regular. The other was cold but just cooled. I can see the dew accumulated on the outside. Work place just got crowded. I am trying to go to the restroom. People line the hallway. Everyone got meetings to go to. I got in and look at the mirror. I look horrible. 2 men talk about drugs and alcohol like they're talking about me. I turn on the facet and wash my face. I got out and Matt, from the Heroes series, was outside. He said something like, hey man, nice to see you again. We talk and walk toward my desk. The place is so crowded like the company employee just triple or I am waiting in line, at the DMV. Various people everywhere. I lost Matt.
I am at the stairway. I seem to lost my way back to work. I am at level 7 then 3. These old, large, metal, industrial doors to each level is confusing. I just took one. I walk to a woman working on a terminal. She is busy. She would not be able to help me. The way just turned into a cavernous waterway. A voice say something like welcome to hell. I have to be careful or I'll slip into a whirlpool and be wash away. Two people just came behind me.
I am at a certain level. Few people are with me, like they're in a museum or shopping center. I see various white toy model. Anime, Batman, and various statue/model. They're unpainted but some have automation. A handsome worker male, with a green suit/jacket stand by the door, watching but he just quickly walk out. I walk to another section. I see various aviation of military jet and military items like medals, flags, etc.. Yet another section, various Hulk display. Giant mural of Hulk battling Rhino on the wall. One guy is talking to another, dressed in a rhino suit, by a simple table. I am at a wall of comic items. Various stickers of classic Hulk and some Wolverine. They're available for purchase. Suddenly I picture a below view of Rhino attacking Hulk. His horn is on his chest. It look like I am in a comic. I look beyond. The next section is for kids' clothing, toys, etc..

 

[Mr. Green]

It is a she with a third eye, aligned between the other two. The hair is an orange red but the middle eye is half dead and cloudy. The face and chin is old like a man. I am supposed to marry it.

 

[Mr. Green]

Various glimpse of short dreams since.


I am Tony Stark and/or see Tony Stark. I am testing this white Roman style chest armor. It got blow horn, one on each side, starting on the shoulder and go down the chest and forward to the front. The blow horn looks metallic and have a horizontal rectangle that seem to blend in with the armor. The armor got a gold leaf style to it.

 

[Mr. Green]

I work in an industrial industry; basically cheap labor. A young male worker complain and protest in a meeting or break. His action threaten to sink the company. It soon come down to is to punish him or punish us all. Or maybe let him go easy and let us all go easy. I voice my schedule that we are behind half a week. Easy way is to cut him loose. I propose that we let it all go. I told the young man it won't be easy moving forward.
We are in a class room scenery. There are about 20 of us. It is time to select a candidate for president or someone to represent us. About 4 candidate appear. The young male voice that I be a candidate. About a quarter of the people voice that I be a candidate. I got the feeling this would happen. I didn't want to be in the spot light.

 

[Mr. Green]

I am the last guy to make the deal with him. Now he's dead. They're investigating and interrogating me. A different scene, I am wondering how would I slide/jump between the metal railing safely and fall below. Someone behind me, with a gun, is chasing me.