crazy dream i had last night.

[whos_gotherb311]

Alright this might be kinda long, and isnt really all that weed related, isnt at all really, but will be an interesting read.

Ok so it took me a long time to fall asleep due to day light savings and shit, but I fell asleep at around 2 a.m.
The dream started off in a garage, im not sure who's, but my brother, and two of my close friends were there with me. I had just gotten a new sports bike, a hayabusa, and I felt really excited about it. Ive always wanted one. My friends wanted to ride it but I wouldnt allow anyone but myself to ride on it, I dont remember why. We were planning to go to a party that night of a friends house, then afterwards go to another friends house and crash there. I would be on my bike, and my brother and my two friends would be riding in the truck. Were cruising down the street, im not sure which street or where we were, I just remember seeing a strip mall that was sorta run down looking, like it wasnt used anymore. We were approaching a red stop light, so I started slowing down almost to a stop when I looked to the left and caught a glimpse of a suspiscious looking figure. I took a closer look and realized it was the grim reaper (Death), sitting down on the sidewalk on a small stair case leading up to a door. He had his knee up and his right elbow perched on it, and it looked like he was looking straight at me. I remember feeling totally freaked when seeing this. The light turned green and I rode on, following my friends and brother to the party.
We were at the party and I remember seeing alot of latino type girls. They looked really polished up and modelish looking. Very attractive. I had on a pair of Oakley sunglasses, although it was night time and there was no reason to be wearing them except the fact they look badass (Ive always wanted a pair of Oakleys as well). We were at the party only for a short time when we left. I was riding down the street again, and couldnt stop thinking about what I had seen earlier and what it made me feel like. Riding past another empty parking lot, I looked around scared that I might see Death again, and before I knew it he was there, in the same kind of position, staring right at me, kind of at a distance. I looked at him straight in the face, he had the black robe on and no face, just darkness, although I got the distinct feeling his eyes were looking right at me like he had some intention for me. This is kind of a wierd part, I dont know how it happened, but I was in the parking lot, riding on my bike, and I saw another figure, in a white robe, with a face. He was signaling for me to go towards him, and he was saying something because I could see his mouth moving, but I couldnt hear his voice. I got off my bike and started walking towards him. He was still talking, but I couldnt hear his voice. Then all the sudden I felt like I was paralyzed, not able to move, talk, or breathe. I was really, really scared at this point. I remember distinctly trying to be able to talk, to breathe, but wasnt even able to move at all. I felt myself falling backwards, and anticipated hitting the concrete ground, but just kept falling. A fresh lively rose appeared infront of me, and the light around me started to fade into blackness. The rose start to die and deteriorate. I was all the sudden able to move my arms again. I tried reaching out and grabbing it, but my hands just went through it, unable to touch it. Everything was black and all the pedals had fallen off the rose. At this point I knew I was dying and would never come back to my previous life, not knowing what was ahead of me. This is what scared me the most. Thats when I woke up, finally able to breathe. My eyes were watery, and stayed that way for a long time. I was afraid to try and go back to sleep again, and even to close my eyes. I thought that everytime I would close my eyes, and open them again, that figure of Death would be standing in my room looking at me. I was totally freaked out, so I turned on the tv to keep my company. After awhile of watching I told myself it was just a dream and nothing to be afraid of. I fell asleep again and had another dream, this one alot better, about a guy I had met the previous night (prom night) and became cool with. Im surprised I remembered so much of the dream, I think its one Ill definitly remember for a very very long time. The most scariest dream I've ever had.

[Namynam]

wow. dreams are crazy man. i love them. good or bad, they can make you think a lot.