Dream A Dream
Apr. 20th, 2004 09:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chaosvizierSo I'm dreaming last night.
It's late at night, in some city somewhere, and people are milling about, going shopping, socializing, dancing in the streets and doing late night stuff, and suddenly the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse poof into existence in the middle of the street.
And it's KISS. The band.
There's a moment of pause as they pose for the camera (what camera?), and then they start a wholesale slaughter of everyone nearby. So I'm in the crowd, running to avoid getting killed by KISS (and, really, who wouldn't?), but they're breaking into people's homes and kicking ass, and breathing fire (I never knew KISS could breathe fire; go figure), throwing people through windows, and just opening up a big can of whupass. Some gangstas start unloading on them with Uzis, but KISS is completely unstoppable. Gangstas get trashed, big time.
Along my escape I break from the mob and pass through a titanic hotel with this fountain in the lobby that was somehow a scale replica of Niagara falls. It was pretty.
Running up several flights of stairs puts me somehow overlooking the city, where streams of people are flowing through the streets to escape the heavy metal massacre going on a few blocks away. KISS is now trashing entire buildings. The city center is on fire. One can hear KISS approaching, because they're making a very distinctive sound. I don't know what that sound is, it's just the sound of KISS. They're pretty close, really.
And there I wake up.
I should point out that I have never seen KISS in concert or in person, nor would I recognize any of their music if played to me. I know nothing about KISS beyond what they look like, and the fact that Gene Simmons has a crazy-ass tongue.
If ever a dream was to convince me to lay off the sauce, this could conceivably be it.
It's late at night, in some city somewhere, and people are milling about, going shopping, socializing, dancing in the streets and doing late night stuff, and suddenly the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse poof into existence in the middle of the street.
And it's KISS. The band.
There's a moment of pause as they pose for the camera (what camera?), and then they start a wholesale slaughter of everyone nearby. So I'm in the crowd, running to avoid getting killed by KISS (and, really, who wouldn't?), but they're breaking into people's homes and kicking ass, and breathing fire (I never knew KISS could breathe fire; go figure), throwing people through windows, and just opening up a big can of whupass. Some gangstas start unloading on them with Uzis, but KISS is completely unstoppable. Gangstas get trashed, big time.
Along my escape I break from the mob and pass through a titanic hotel with this fountain in the lobby that was somehow a scale replica of Niagara falls. It was pretty.
Running up several flights of stairs puts me somehow overlooking the city, where streams of people are flowing through the streets to escape the heavy metal massacre going on a few blocks away. KISS is now trashing entire buildings. The city center is on fire. One can hear KISS approaching, because they're making a very distinctive sound. I don't know what that sound is, it's just the sound of KISS. They're pretty close, really.
And there I wake up.
I should point out that I have never seen KISS in concert or in person, nor would I recognize any of their music if played to me. I know nothing about KISS beyond what they look like, and the fact that Gene Simmons has a crazy-ass tongue.
If ever a dream was to convince me to lay off the sauce, this could conceivably be it.
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Date: 2004-04-20 06:28 am (UTC)AND PARTY EVERY DAY!
AND BURNINATE THE PEASANTS
AND THEIR THATCHED ROOF COTTAGES!!!!
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Date: 2004-04-20 09:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-20 06:36 am (UTC)You are trying to distance or escape from something. Yet, it seems you are happy with your family and home, so that is a center for stability for you. You are constantly seeking inspiration. You need a change of sorts, but your wants are conflicting. You want people to see you a certain way, but then are ready to just dish it out and let people take it any which way you want.
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Yes. Evil murdering rock bands. They frighten me!
you are happy with your family and home,
Of course. I love you. You're sweet as pudding. ;)
You want people to see you a certain way,
Yes. I want them to realize how ridiculously good-looking I am!
but then are ready to just dish it out and let people take it any which way you want.
Ahhh, fuck them all.
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Date: 2004-04-20 11:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-20 12:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-20 12:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-20 12:48 pm (UTC)Yeah....
Date: 2004-04-20 08:48 am (UTC)Re: Yeah....
Date: 2004-04-20 09:57 am (UTC)My KISS Dream
I was living in a big apartment building. Trent Reznor (of Nine Inch Nails) moved in, and he was going to turn half of his penthouse apartment into a bar/club. I was hanging out with him, telling him where the nearest grocery store was, stuff like that. Then it was opening night at the bar and KISS came to play, with Trent also singing. They were all wearing pink tutus. At some point, Trent morphed into Morpheus (The Sandman, not Lawrence Fishburn). And that's about it. The End!
Re: My KISS Dream
Date: 2004-04-20 10:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-20 09:44 am (UTC)I was babysitting this strange, perhaps autistic, kid that never really spoke, and had a very dark presence about him, but I had a strong fondness for him. We were out and about.. things get blurry here.... and, with out getting graphic, I ended up having sex with some doctor, and he touched me the best anyone had ever touched me, but the guy was gross (and I wasn't in the position to 'look' at him, if you get my drift). And then I had this really terrible taste in my mouth, stopped before it was 'over', found the kid - who was running up and down a flight of stairs, and woke up. (From a phone call)
What a strange dream, ehhh....
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Date: 2004-04-20 10:03 am (UTC)Note to self: Audition for a part in Lisa's next porn dream.
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Date: 2004-04-20 12:50 pm (UTC)I've seen them live five times...even took my daughter once when she was ten years old.
Kiss rules.
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Date: 2004-04-21 10:13 am (UTC)I'm such a non-concert goer. My musical acumen is weak!
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Date: 2004-04-21 11:30 am (UTC)You need to watch the KISS movie. KISS meets the phantom of the park. It's hilarious.
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Date: 2004-04-22 05:40 am (UTC)Weird, the shit that sticks in your head over the years.
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Date: 2004-04-22 06:15 am (UTC)You know how hard it is for an active 8 year old to stay up until midnight after playing all day?