Sunday, August 3, 2008

Your Co-Writer Is Dead!/ Dreams

Yes he is, he's full of hate and revenge! haha. Anyways, who says I'm not interested? Of course I'm not! I was just forced by your malicious posting (as if I'm named, hehe). Well what the hell can I share, I was just thinking of promoting my own blogsite here but to make it more worthwhile I would like to entice you all with my two recent celebrity dreams, I won't even divulge this on my blogsite, or maybe only the safer, the more conservative one. It was a Friday when I dreamt of myself with Sam and Piolo. Yes, the both of them. Yup, naked. Your right, in bed. Classic 'perv', I know, but am I the one who controls what to dream? I 'dunno'. They say that dreams are your inner desires, could that be true? I have no fuckin' idea, I just know that when I dream it only means that I slept well, well that's me. The second dream happened just this morning, Sunday. It kinda started as a 'gay parade' where two gay clans fight for a certain territory in Lipa City, yup, there is a specific place. Then there's a place where a gays go that was decommissioned, all were sad but the 'going away cleaning' is fun and sexy. All males are soaping the place clean and squeeky just wearing briefs. Abby, I know you like this, but the problem is it's only a dream, I'm not even there. By the way, even the landlord of the place enjoyed the crotches of the gay/ bi-males (the landlord is Nova Villa). The third installment of the triple-feature is after the place was shut down, one of the gay characters went away. Another gay male and a mujer went on looking for him, and luckily they found him with a woman. He married that woman, he found someone who would love him and at the same time would give him a child. The other gay male was happy for him and yet devastated. He loved him, until now. With the mujer, they walked along the shoreline and felt the breeze. The gay male heard a 'congo' sound from a distant bar. The mujer immediately run to the scene and found a guy who is rugged and dirty. Apparently, the mujer knows him. He was making some clay-work of different colors. The 'girl' was talking to him but to no avail. The guy was kinda psychotic. He went to the trunk of a car and was looking for for something then the girl noticed an odd thing, he was wearing around five bras spread along his back. It was so weird that it most probably triggered me to wake up. REM is over, I am now awake. That psychotic guy was Pen Medina. I'm thinking now if I had watched a digital movie in this sense, in this light... Remembering the whole dream I even saw credits, like in films. Antonio Aquitania is one of the producers. How weird can it get. My own digital movie dream! Again, I don't know what it meant, it's a dream anyways, it couldn't possibly mean anything, right? Or am I dead wrong? Is it trying to tell me something? Well, that could be really confusing, I'm already having a hard time making my decisions with my heart and mind, now a sub-conscious 'thingy' wants to tell me something to further man my life.

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