4.06.2011

a dream without structure


  • usul & the hamster

  • smaller hamster

  • mice colored like usul

  • action sequence depicting escape

  • avoiding knife slashes and swinging down to the ground from a cage

  • running through a ruined warehouse building, similar to west bottoms

  • dead ends

  • realizing we are filming a movie

  • somewhere in KCK

  • hispanic neighborhood with giant old warehouses and packing plants

  • not armoudale, somewhere west on the hill

  • friends and i making movie

  • we release multiple crazy young people from an asylum to help with the movie

  • most are girls, a couple are guys

  • one of the guys looks like jason schwartzmann, more severe and wearing a pristine white bathrobe, despite the fact he is in a damp, moody cell

  • the girls were covered in mud and sang in haunting voices

  • they assisted with the making of the film, but there was a strange gloom about

  • cast members started turning up dead

  • one of the ghost crazy people kissed me

  • i felt infected

  • in a shopping mall, top floor, by an escalator and atrium. large group of people watching someone in a shop shooting targets with a shotgun.

  • one of the kids i'm with places a flashlight thingy on the glass and distracts the man shooting targets, making him miss and making him angry

  • he comes out to beat us up, and catches hold of me and spins me around until i fly right out of the mall...

  • movie is complete and i'm back in the warehouse area, trying to climb a rock wall and i end up in mexico, a very emerald green (scottish countryside) mexico...

  • the crazy bathrobe guy shows up with a knife and chases me around until my new mexican friends save me.

  • the police show up but i hide and pretend to be mexican and get to stay in this strange, industrial relic...

1 comments:

messimami said...

i like this post. i used to write my dreams down as soon as i woke up in the morning, it yielded some interesting results...