A Selection of a Few of the Many Dreams I Have Had Thus Far............

~Dream 3-17-10~

The most vivid CB dream yet. I was hangin out on the patio outside blue moon, talking to people passing by- it was the summer. I remember talking to sydney jernigan, she asked me if i wanted to have lunch to catch up, i said sure, but i cant buy her meal. I had my  big backpack with me, like I had just gotten back. She left to go grab something, I turned to go over to Camp 4. At this point the dream became so vivid I was convinced I was fully in CB. It was a lucid dream that was so lucid I completely skipped over the part where you "realize" you are dreaming. I though I was home. I then ran into Billy Laird, and he asked me how my trip was goin, and why I came back to CB for just a week. I didn't really know. I then remembered I had to go back to Spain. I then realized, in whatever reality I was living in, I had had a number of "dreams" where I had just gone back to CB for a week in the middle of my trip. Which I have had. I thought maybe this was one of those dreams. But it seemed to real to be a dream. It was almost as real as our "waking" state. So, I started freaking out thinking I might be dreaming all this, and ran into Camp 4 to get a chocolate crossaint, figuring if I could taste it, I would know I wasn't dreaming. I ran in, Sara Huckins was working, and she looked at me like "typical Jackson thinking he is dreaming"  and gave me a crossaint. I reached into my pocket, payed her, and took a bite. I could taste it! I could literally feel the chocolate on my lips. I still wasn't fully convinced, and ran back outside. The dream then began to fade out.....

~Dream Last Night~

1.

I dreamed I was driving in an old beatup truck with Wazz. A copy of some Steinbeck book lay on the dash. An old hunched over man was shifting gears, while Wazz was giving the truck gas and steering. Wazz kept showing the old man things, like he was giving him a lesson on how to drive a stick. We pulled up to dad's house at night. Th snow was beginning to melt on the grass, it was night. Josh was walking home with Muki, we stopped and chatted, and then continued on our walk.

*Wazz is Todd Wassinger, my past/future science teacher and friend. A man I respect and appreciate tremendously.

2.

I was in the desert behind Silent Arrow, with a couple other people, when we saw this giant Israeli warplane fly overhead. We knew it was going to bomb the Arab village below. Above us was a Jewish town. They dropped a bomb near us. I asked someone next to me if anyone was going to survive where we were. He then pulled out this map of populations in the future, that had somehow been divined. Where we were was blank of people. We then realized that the wiping out of all the people was happening with these bombs, so we made a frantic run up the desert hill to the Jewish town. The Israelis started dropping bombs all around us. The earth was shaking. One silver bomb dropped and started bouncing towards me. I ran out of the way, and it exploded a huge blinding flash of white light. We somehow made it to the town, and the only place we could refuge was the Holocaust Museum. So, we made our way into the museum, when someone informed me Hitler was kept here. The actual man was essentially locked up here, destined to look at the terrible things he did. I asked the person how he treated all the jews comin through. They shrugged it off, like he had gone kinda mental in his old age and was tired and the jews were more powerful then him now. We walked into the common room, and I looked at these too tight jean wearing guys rolling a joint. There mohawks were not spiked, and reggae was blasting. I turned to the vending machine and fumbled for something.

~A Dream Dreamt One of My First Nights in Israel~

I am a beast like man, with distorted features, and a humped back. He is hairless, though you would have thought he would be covered in hair, due to his beast like presence. He is living in this cave very dark and deep. I then notice he has three tulips growing out of his forehead. I am then the beast, and pull one out. I can really feel the stem come out of my skull, long and sharp. Five seconds of it as I pulled it out, smoothly. A little blood drips. I then realize how stupid it was to take it out because I can't set it down, I must hold it until I find someone to give it to.