Showing posts with label Trains. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Trains. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Fashionistas and Subway trains

This dream made no sense at all so it was hard to recall.  There were several scenes that preceded this one with ramps and drizzling rain and leafless trees blowing in the wind but those parts I can't recall.  What I do recall is that Steupz from Bourgy.com was there. Seeing as I have never met him I did not get a good look at him in the dream.  I remember seeing him as though he was on the downtown subway platform across the tracks from the uptown tracks where I was. He had come with a crew of his people.  He was styled very nicely.  His crew of models or fashion people were well dressed too.  I recall thinking "I can tell he styled himself and his friends are wearing his clothes too." I guess I thought of him as a fashion designer.  It was men's wear, very cool.  Dark denims, leather and synthetics, thin silver chain accessories and accent scarves at the waist provided a needful color.  The overall effect was very current and moved as they milled around.  There was something particular to the cut and the details that made it rather a fashionable set of looks but I was a distance way and could not make it out.  
     He and his crew were there across on the other platform but with me on my platform were other people waiting for my dreams.  They were there to take my thoughts away in all different directions.  It was like they had showed up to help cart away my random distractions.  We were all just waiting there for the thoughts to come flooding in like a subway train.

Friday, August 27, 2010

Friday Archives: I guest starred in NPH's dream


I was riding a subway only it was like a row of park benches with crazy homeless guys talking paranoid crap.  I was with Neil Patrick Harris and we were riding uptown.  We turn to this woman and ask her what the next stop is and she is all incoherent.  But she says to watch out for the last stop because there is a kink in the track.  Anyway we end up going way downtown.  I don't think we're even in NYC anymore because it looks like some muddy part of NJ.  The train U-turns and is going back the way we came again.  The lady we were talking to suddenly decides to jump off the train.  I'm freaking out because I think she's killed herself but then I realize she just fell into the mud.  She's fine but covered in mud.  Then the dream gets weird.

The train is winding down in this meadow and Neil Patrick Harris and I are standing there and I say "Don't you know what I symbolize yet?  I'm your conscience."  Which is weird because it's supposed to be my dream.  He gets upset or frustrated or something because suddenly the meadow fills with water.  I guess it is his dream because his mood is affecting the setting.  Everyone from the train including Neil Patrick Harris and I are swimming around and I see this shadow rise out of the water.  It looks like a sea monster or an elephant or something.  Then right in front of us I see this orange thing coming to the surface.  It turns out to be a set of these Alien monsters but with something like crab shells attached to them all red as if the crabs had been cooked.  And then we swim for it because they look pretty frightening.  We swim for this fence and I'm fighting to make a tear in the fabric of the fence.  Which is weird because I'm tearing at it by getting underneath it and to the other side.  So I realize that I'm already through to the other side of the fence and run for the hills.  That's when I wake up.