The anticipatory dream

Dream sept 10 2013


First part of the dream: I was driving with mom through markham and we parked on a grassy hill behind these new houses without backyard fences. We crept down the hill to find and admire our new house.(totally geographically inaccurate details lol). The house back was just as it should be, red brick and black roof etc, but the front when we walked down a charming set of steps to it was warped and different in my dream in a good way. First it was indoors like a classy apartment foyer. It was cheery and christmassy out front (golden gas lamp street lights, pale cobblestone, a warm glow over everything but still having an ornate ceiling overhead) and the top floor of our house had those overhanging plaza shop mini tent roof things. There was another house on top of our house, as if it was transformed to a plaza condo (think Asuna's house in SAO. ) Mom and I left cheerfully bc construction was coming along nicely. Then the dream changed when I got into the car.


Then it was me and phoebe playing in a GIGANTIC house, well furnished but not really ours. we were house sitting. I chased Luna up the stairs, rubbing her belly when I could catch her and she ran into the room Phoebe was gaming in. The owners of the house, a couple who were family friends (can't remember who) came in with grocery bags.


After that part of the dream I went dow stairs and suddenly i was in an outdoor fair of some sort. The place literally looked like a realistic rendering of sszelda's Skyview temple, with more white staircases leading up into the temple (now built against a stoney cliff like a cave) and staircases leading down into an amphitheatre like space. I went straight in through the temple doors. Then i was walking through the tco performance in a sort of tribal space in a cave, a mix between markham theatre and like any aort of high fantasy Nordic dwelling with wooden ceiling beams paved with wooden planks to make accessible levels. Then they held that odd tribal performance (music, singing, drums torches cave drawings) meanwhile they held an "ancient" wedding ceremony.


I was Link and I was seeking the last pink fairy to complete a sidequest (that doesn't exist in canon games lol). I spotted it down with the performers and I tried to shoot it but failed. Spent a good part of the dream ninjaing around to try and grab it. When their performance was done, I said the barest of polite hellos and kept trying to get down to the pit where the fairy was. Soon they hung up banners of mario kart characters like tapestries and for some reason I shot the goomba one with a gun. A green rupee fell out and down but I couldn't get to it in time. I DID however get down to the pit finally and I found the pink fairy in an oily-brothed cauldron flitting frantically. It dawned on me that I needed to go further upstairs to play the sun's song in another temple room to dry up the cauldron and free thr fairy.


Before I could go I was stopped by seeing one of the tco girls chew out two boys on their terrible performances and how they'd never make it to new york. I frowned and wanted to hit a tabletop to stop her escalating shouts but ended up lightly grazing her cheek. She stood jn shock (it was the petite double bass girl in spyre and with short hair... jamie?) And I stuttered and apologized. We talked for a bit and she apologized too, her outburst due to the stress of having performed in nyc. I suddenly felt something around her. Like a TANGIBLE glow or change in temp or sth. I just told her that she was one of those fated for success, and if she worked hard she could defo achieve what she wanted.


I left to go back out to the courtyard where it was getting cloudy and gray. Some glum food vendors part of the tco volunteers tried to sell me the cold pasta and rosti while some of them ate it. They were also simultaneously boothing and promoting something, but I'm not sure what.


The rant on america: LITERALLY a passage in my dream I read that "I" wrote


"I don't understand American democracy. I don't understand what it means by them being "united" and their definition of true democratic freedom, where young men and women are lured to work at things they hate for unfair wages with the comforting promise of commodities until they become bitter adults, and then it's too late.


I dont understand cosplayers who cosplay in succession different layers of the same trope (followed by anime images of different "weak heroines" with plastered smiles and outstretched hands)."

Then I woke up. What an odd dream!