im at my old house with my brother and sister. Dan is searching through the house for something. they were both out getting drunk and stoned and Dan was late picking his son Forrest up. he gets in trouble with Forrests mom and cant see him.
*jump*
im at a bar after seeing a concert drinking a beer and wanting a cigarette. Devin is there hanging out with a group of his friends. he gives me a smoke and i say thank you. i walk out of the bar and it exits to the 13th street side of my high school. i walk north along the side of the build towards the parking lot so i can wrap around and go into the school from the entrence by the cafeteria.
i try going up the wrong side of the stairs and a group of young kids is coming down so i stop. Forrest chastizes me for trying to go up the wrong side of the stairs. i lie to him and tell him i was just waiting for him. we both walk down and the stairs have turned into the black rock retaining wall that was in front of my grade school. we get to the bottom and he gives me a short hug. i ask for another one for my brother since he wont be seeing Forrest. as i pull him back and get a bigger hug, Forrest says "i love you brother."
*jump*
Dan is looking around the house for something. my sister comes back in the house and ?the kids? are all gone. Aunt Claudia walks in to check on us and see how were doing being alone. one of us asks where mom is. while shes is checking on the lights of the christmas tree, Aunt Claudia tells us that mom isnt here because shes going out to have a three way with some people. then she says something like "girls night out ya know".
*jump*
mom is in the kitchen heating up some of the leftovers we made earlier.
*jump*
Joel(from thompson) is driving me around in his truck, were going to get concert tickets. i start thinking that i left my wallet in my bdu coat back at the school/bar so i ask Joel if he can float me. next thing i know im pulling my wallet out of the cargo pocket of my tan pants. we start talking about Victor Wooten and how awesome it is that were going to get to see him again. we talk about how amazing he is to see live, how many times weve seen him, where weve seen him at... i tell him about the time i saw Victor open up for DMB in 2007.
im wanting a smoke so i ask Joel to stop by a gas station for me. hes driving his big truck and we pass by a gas station, instead he pulls in front of a building and blocks the doors.
i walk in and its a small convenience store. there is a russian looking guy behind the counter. i ask him if he has any pall malls. he says no. i ask about marlboros. he says no, we only have one brand. he goes into the back to get them and i start walking around the bar(the inside of the building is now huge, instead of a little counter, there is a huge wrap around bar that he works at and the truck is inside of the lobby with us).
he comes back and has a box half full of half full cigarette packs that are opened. he tells me theyre $2 a pack since youre only getting half a pack. and id have to get ticket vouchers to buy the smokes. i ask him why he sells them like that and he tells me that customs looks through all of their stuff to make sure that they arent smuggling anything into the country and its easier this way, less hassle.
as hes telling me this im looking at a tv that has a news program on it.
*jump*
im disembodied watching the news like in an IMAX theatre. im shown footage of russians killing russians. i see tanks, fires, people with bazookas in the back of flatbed trucks, people with machine guns mowing people down. over the footage a voice is saying that theyre killing all of these people to help clean up their country.
theres been some sort of huge global event.(i have a small echo of a deja vu like feeling as im watching the news that its about aliens showing themselves to us and thats why these people are reacting the way they are) the news cuts around to different world leaders and generals praying to their gods after such an amazing experience. theyre all talking about how their way is the right and only way, their god is the only god, and explaining theyre working through god(implying theyre the only one) and thats why theyve reacted the way they have.
the voice thats narrating is a lawyer and i think its kind of ironic thats hes telling the truth. the lawyer/narrator is saying how its funny how full of themselves the leaders and generals are, and isnt it weird how with what has happened that youd think they would know better than to react the way they are. theyre out of touch?
as im shown all of these different people quickly, i make out that all of them are famous actors, and that they all have beards when normally they dont.
*jump*
i turn around from the tv back towards the bar. the russian clerks 2 daughters are behind the counter now as well. the russian clerk(whos changed appearence now) hands me my 2 ticket vouchers for the smokes so i can hand them over to his daughters, he also hands me a beer. im drinking it and look over at Joel. his beer is finished and i get the feeling he is annoyed with me because hes been waiting so long. i hurry up and down the beer, leaving an inch or 2 of it left in the bottom of the bottle. i walk out with joel without getting my smokes....
EOD

Dreamlife wrote 2 years 39 weeks ago
I'm going to take on another approtch with reading your dream, by asking questions.
How does this dream make you feel? Are there events in waking life that reflect the nature and behavour of these people(brother and your nephew)?
* would like to mention if this was my dream, the cooking your mother did of the left overs, may indicate energy source from a past event (meal) that can be tapped for more resources. Could also refer to hidden knowledge of people and activities, especially all the drinking and drug references and the trouble it puts one in with others, more irresponsible especially when children are involved, as they need all the help they can get from MOM & DAD, it could also represent a forth coming danger and a choice between being responsible or not.
But, never can tell.... Its really what you can relate to and piece together. Could this be a reflection to learn and make better responsible choices, or the jumbling up of a process relating to history and repetitive behavours, beliefs and the diversity between us. I wonder if this was my dream if I could have a better understanding the other way of doing things, and driving for myself.
I hope this may help in some ways.
All the very best,
dl.