Saving the Mute and Helpless.

About two days ago I had a very strange dream. First of all it was completely mute! Yes, thats right absolutely no noise. I felt like I wanted to say something but i wasn't able to, either from fear or just physical impediment. Anyway let me start if off.

I was standing on the side of the road, with my friend and his family. His mom, dad and brother were all there. His dad was leading us down the road, which was very wooded. It looked like a sunny warm summer afternoon. I followed along with everyone, all of a sudden fireworks started going off, and we came upon a street that was "downhill" from where we were. Then a lone horse appeared and began slowly cantering down the hill towards the three suburban houses at the bottom. One house was visible directly at the bottom of the hill, a dead end street. At this point my mom's friend start waving us to follow her down there, like she knew who lived there. We all followed somehow my friends dad just evaporated and disappeared. No one seemed to notice. His brother distractedly pointed at things in the woods as we walked down the hill towards the house.
Suddently we reach the house and enter through the side door, this whole time the atmosphere changed, it seemed tense. I was scared for some reason, anxious. I wanted to yell out we shouldn't be in here, we dont know wholives here. I wasn't able to, it felt physically impossible and almost like i was drowning on the inside. I clutched my neck but kept walking forward. We went through a series of stairs and hallways to the bottom floor where there was this small room in the back. It smelled horrible, i remember wanting to vomit. His mom walks in, I feel my friends' presence behind me. His brother had gone off at somepoint to look for food. I walk into the room and see a collapsable crate with puppies inside. She looks at me smiles and points. I somehow understand that we're here to save them. They look like REALLY young boston terrier puppies, except the only problem is that they were tri colored, almost like a swiss mountain dog. But i could distinctly make out the appleheaded structure in the head, the smooshed in muzzle etc. I was sure they were boston terrier pups, they looked one maybe two weeks old. still blind wriggling around. Next to me near the door is a crate, in the crate is a large black dog, belgian sheep dog, for sure. He's gorgeous, luminous yellow eyes make me want to cry. On top of the crate oddly enough is a Fox, it was more brown then red, and it looked at me knowingly, it was not caged up but free. I dont know what it was trying to convey to me.
To my Left are three ferrets, who looked miserable and were staring at me intently as if i had to make some sort of decision. Everyone looked at me expectantly but i couldn't speak. All of a sudden there was alot of commotion and i turn around. This tall blonde with greasy hair and messed up teeth was mouth wide open lunging at me. Hair was suspended in the air like medusa, here eyes were completely white. It really creeped me out. Everyone is gone, all that is left is me alone in the room with the animals. Everything goes black. That was the end of the dream.

Weird huh? i woke up alittle disturbed and rattled. Funny thing i saw my first stray dog that morning, it looked emaciated and dirty. A husky mix, i called the pound, they promised to pick him up. How i wish i could have stopped and personally helped him. Another failing. Atleast he might have a warm bed and food tonight.

Every Journey begins with one step

I doubt anyone will ever read this but, if the off chance that you use stumble and comes upon this blog let me explain a little about myself and its purpose. I gave up blogging many many years ago, after my emo teenage phase there didn't really seem to be a reason to write "happy" things so it just ended, oh that of course and a ridiculous feud that ultimately led to a crescendo online. I completely lost interest, i had some following on my last one but this is one where i expect little or no response from viewers.

This will be my Dream blog, I remember ALOT of my dreams. I can usually remember two or three from one night, and a lot of my dreams tend to be VERY strange, not only that but they usually involve one or two of my friends, most of the time people that I'm around on a regular basis or someone I've been hanging out with a lot recently. Many of my friends are baffled by my odd dreams, which can range from downright weird and nonsensical to just plain amusing. So this will be my dream blog, I'll just post them up and if anyone can make sense of them your welcome to leave a comment.

The second part of this blog might seem odd but, i just got a beagle pup named teddy whom i take to the cemetery for walks. The cemetery near my house is actually like a dog park everyone takes their dogs there, and I'll be keeping track of the tombstones he pees on, right here. I will refer to them as 'the chosen one', ex. "today's chosen one, was _________" alrighty i think that's all.

PS. who knows how often I'll update, depends, the novelty of it all might just wear off and I'll stop updating but if not then expect at least one weekly update, maybe more. We'll just play it by ear ;)


-Seph