Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 12/20/2016
By Fitful
I had really quirky awesome parents, kind old fashioned. She was 46 during the dream, my mother. I know because the dream hung her age in a bubble as she crossed the road, then lined up ages and people together like some artistic movie license abbey roads thing. It seems like a joke for a comedy actually. She seems a bit old to be 43 however, like the age was wrong. She seems late fifties early sixties actually which seems to match my father very well. I was a bit surprised I loved them so much. I don't know why. I suppose it was like I had just met them. Even though in the dream I knew I had been raised by them and I had fond memories. I had to get a job so they took me to something they heard about in the paper, a church was hiring. It turns out however the church is less interested in you working than converting you. Their method is to lock you in a cell in Hell, (it's interesting because the church is masquerading for Hell, the entire building looks peaceful on the outside but inside its hot and looks like an alien planet made of lava,) and torture you until you convert. It was rather upset because I thought that church religion was silly. Later I was in an apartment complex, living in an apartment there. I was paying rent on time and everything. The apartment building was being investigated. It was being filmed and they were interviewing tenets, it was about a year and three months after I had moved in. It was more like they wanted advertising for the building, some heartfelt film to wrench open rich pockets. We all thought it was silly. Everyone did. There was some goings on there, some extraordinary happenings. The first one being how often there were ladders outside the windows. It seems firefighters were there constantly. People in floors above mine were jumping out of windows all the time onto big pillow thing the firefighters set up. Like rescue from fires. It was annoying. I didn't like the idea a firefighter was outside my window climbing when I was dressing. I never really saw any fires, or signs of fires. And the place was infested with cats. We tried to shrink the cats using magic which worked but cats still behave like cats then, one attacked someone's ankle, in a cute cat way, and she got startled and stepped on its head. I was horrified and turned them big again, all of them, but the one she had stepped on was now a dog. One lady had cockroaches. And one lady had a problem with her rent, it all got paid to her in a month last November, all the years worth, or perhaps she as forced to pay that much. That part got filmed. Also this next part got filmed too. I was trying to find some antique coins for some lady, she had shown up wearing her old wedding dress. It was red. She did it to hurt this friend of mine, who happened to be Robin Williams. He wasn't very pleased to see her wearing that, or the fact she was desperate to control him again. But he did breakout into a musical number at the end there. Singing into microphones, I had a microphone, but it didn't work and the guy accompanying Robin Williams took it away from me. I was pleasantly surprised to hear he could sing, in the dream I had forgotten he could. We also ate good food after. I realized I didn't really eat anything when we did.. It think the food was African. And I also realized I was afraid of my grandmother. She left for the day to go to the city and I felt in the peace and quiet of her being gone that day that she scared me silly. It was a sort of epiphany. I loved her and it felt weird to realize I was sacred she would hurt me, that when she was around I was constantly anxious. It was funny I thought because I had assumed if I felt that it would be for my grandfather but he was rather quiet and kept away to himself when she was gone. I felt more free in my grand mother's absence.