Alligators with Wings

Long dream of which I remember very little. I am on land looking out on the horizon toward an island. I decide to go there. It is part of my mission. I set off for the island, am almost there, look up into the sky to see a swarm. They are alligators with wings and they are coming toward me. I feel a slight sense of panic - there are dozens of them. But I have to reach the island.

Grandma on the Couch

My grandmother is just sitting on the couch in our living room. She is faced away from me, toward the window or the television. The room is sort of dusk-lit, low light. I don't say anything, I just watch the back of her head. I am glad to see her there. I am just sort of taking in the feeling. I don't realize within this dream that she is dead, only that it has been a while since I've seen her.

Africa

Somebody in my family has just died. So the whole family including my cousin Matthew decides to go to Africa, south Africa I think. I remember looking down from the plane and thinking how beuatiful it was. Now we are on the ground, in some kind of hospital. There are three guys trying to get me to take a tour - something tells me they are overpriced vultures. I go outside...

I am standing at a railing above some land and water, taking it all in. There is lighting in the sky like I've never seen before in my whole life. Like its alive. The whole landscape is alive and vibrant in a way that is primordial - making all other lands seem like amateur paintings. I keep thinking to myself that this is the most beautiful place I've ever seen. The rain is coming, so I am able to give the tourguides the cold shoulder. I just keep standing at the balcony looking across the landscape, great big red sun setting, thinks getting darker, lighting and clouds dancing.

Beligerant Date

I am in a town I've never been to before. Its called "stunt town" and its centered around a school for those training to be hollywood stunt men and women. As I am walking around I notice a girl with blond hair, attractive. After making eye contact a few times I ask her if she'd like to go out to eat and she says yes. At a restaurant - I think it was houstons - they will only serve us appetizers. This lasts a long time. Finally, I say something really inocuous / harmless. She responds by totally reaming me and then calling me stupid. I stand up and say that I'll see her some other time. She responds with something else thats unnecessary. Later that day, as I enter the same restaurant with a friend, I see her in a different outfit and she asks me out again. I say, no way, and she responds by threatening bodily harm. I ignore her and sit down to eat, telling my friend that "that girl is completely fucking crazy." Later, I am sitting in the upper level of a metal highrise talking to an old friend named Liz, entertaining her with the story. I get the feeling we've been talking for a long time.

David Duchovny is a Fucking Idiot

I am in a large building, preparing for a coming invasion. Its tall and modern with a large open middle and glass windows and one broad criss-cross staircase leading to the top. Knowing that there are enemies coming I bark orders to some people to get ready then run up the flights to the top. There is an old man at the top in a wheelchair along with David Duchovny and a woman I don't recognize. I ask the old man "is it here." He goes over to a wall and presses a button and a small circular object comes out. I realize that this thing is very important and what the enemies are after. I ask for ammunition and the woman opens another wall holding guns. I grab the guns and pass them out to everyone, I hear the first people breaking-in downstairs. I also hand everyone a sort of badge with a red button which you have to push to explode yourself. This is a last-resort in case they get past us.

Then I look over and David Duchovny has pushed his button. He says only, "I just wanted to see if it works, I'll turn it off." But it can't turn off. I watch horrified for about 5 seconds while it blinks and notice the first attackers have entered the room. Then, as I stare at duchovny's face, everything sort of slow-mo's as he literally is incinerated from the inside out in a fiery inferno and I watch slowly as the fireball kill me and everyone else.

My City, I Suppose

I have brought my family to the city that I created. I am proud to show it off. We are standing on a balcony looking down at a fountain in the central plaza. Again, I get the impression that I made literally every inch of this from thin air - like Sim City on acid. I invite them downstairs past a room with pink LED lights that look like rope hanging from the ceiling. This room is for asking questions, I realize. The we walk into the central plaza where there is a giant television screen - a'la Times Square - showing random images and above it is a large stone face - that is somehow automated with expressions and mouth movements - which talks to guests.

There are people all around my city, milling about. Everyone likes the central plaza. Then we find ourselves on the outskirts of the city, an area in which no one lives but in which I've planted rows and rows of trees to make a park with tall buildings on the sides (but again no one occupies the buildings - we go in and they are all empty). I sense my family becoming bored and I ask them if they'd like to leave. They say yes. I explain that property is more desirable at the center of town. They understand. On the way back to the balcony we pass through a room with a glowing green door. I feel proud of my creation and have what seems like a lot/long memory of creating it from scratch.