So I went to bed around 5 am. My dream started at a kind of school I guess for gifted girls (in the harry potter meaning of the word, but not so illogical, one of those things where the logic was in the dream. maybe priestesses of avalon is a closer description, but with a few harry elements). We would go out recruiting girls who had shown the gift from time to time, not unlike rush and were in fact divided into four houses or so. Anyway we would fly (yes, I know but it was a dream I had no control) and had this kind of four balloon thing, that was four balloons attached by their strings tied together that could be used for tied them down or for carrying items (i don't know exactly how this worked) but either way this "standard was of incredible importance; but it was crazy windy this night and I couldn't control it, and at one point there was a hawk trying to bring it down. a few of us around the hawk grabbed it's wings or back trying to save our standard. I had a grab near the head, and somehow transported the balloon to someone else. everone flew away but us fighting the hawk. we eventually determined it safe to leave it be and one-by-one let go and flew off. I let go last and got nasty bites and clawmarks. I met everyone at a safe house (they were apparently everywhere, with a kind of beacon that only people like us could interpret or see or something) and tended my wounds. Then we had to reset this standard since we were lost. (these houses were also the highest points in the area usually) I think perhaps we were sending the standard home (although how we knew it wouldn't be attacked I have no clue). As it was under my control at the time I set out at the front with our leader to the top of the house, once outside it was shallow steps going in a circle all made out of wood that lead to a top kind of platform. we set the standard free then returned to our recruits (which i guess we made some kind of silent call to and they somehow travel to where we are--that's it, we were setting the standard so they would know where to come! Anyway here the dream shifts roles, there were still recruits of a sort, but they were supposed to travel through a wilderness of sorts (one they had been through a time or two before) based on a trail we would somehow have left. As I set out to wandering again the dream shifted, to where I knew I was wandering a kind of "haunted" forest, for some ritual that wasn't halloween, however what the ritual was I have no clue, but something that everyone participates in. It is always at night that we wander, maybe it's a ritual to test our inner strength or something, because you came upon different tasks. Anyway, I came upon someone, at first I thought it was someone who was going to put me through a trial, but then found it was a friend, but I couldn't figure out who (this is mainly due to the fact that they looked like on one I'd ever seen before but in my dream it was Clay). well two are stronger than one so we wandered until we finally got near the end, and I remember walking through a surreal area that was a path going past other paths (not heavily overgrown so you could see through) down which we could see people moving, however there was something not quite human about them, and I knew there was a part to this that was made up of a lot of kinetic sculptures. at this point I felt my first moment of fear, and clung to Clay. I kept looking at the faces of the "people" somehow knowing that at least one would be real. we got near the end of this area and the trial where the path as interspersed with these "people" and I saw him, a person made to look like a "person" and I knew him and he grabbed my arm and I talked with him for a while, Clay went elsewhere. This is when things began to get worrisome, because not a lot of people were coming back, (oh and it was all people of a certain age group around 15-30-ish) and the sun was beginning to come up; there were obvious boundaries, and everyone also knew the area well enough having roamed it at least three or four times before their first trial. In my dream I had a vision of sorts (which were regarded as important) of a crucifixion only it was only bloody everywhere a person would have touched it, but I somehow knew it was connected to my friend Kalie. She however was back at the main lodge where people gathered to end the trial and celebrate. Everyone panicked until late in the morning when people who hadn't returned yet started returning, some pale and looking lost still and somehow terrified, others, who had been tied together so that they could barely walk, and Kalie and I were in this lodge thing and were horribly scared for our friend Liz who wasn't back yet, and we were trying to get out to help those coming in. There was a point in the chaos when I looked up and saw Liz and with relief saw that she was ok. Kalie and I went running out and down a hill that all the people were coming up who had been late, and we came upon a group who had been given ducktape hoods and had had their hands taped (how they hadn't suffocated I have no clue) but Kalie went tearing down the hill to help them and Liz had spotted us and came running and I for some reason was unable to run, not because it was one of those dreams where you can't run, but because the overwhelming fear and panic of those coming back; and then I woke up, and the first thought in my head was about those who hadn't yet come back. I rolled to look at the clock, it was 6:30ish. Quite a dream for an hour and a half eh? If anyone can analyze my dream and explain it to me I'd be most grateful.

Date:	2006-02-28 02:41
Subject:	I'm back, returned from a long journey on the shores of barbaric....oh shut up
Security:	Public
Mood:	energetic
Music:	Madonna's Ray of Light

so, I'm feeling amazing from this weekends unexplainable forces of calm, energy, peace, alertness, awareness, etc. and although eileen is right in saying "i hate winter at this point ... it always makes me feel fat and cold right about now" and I am witty in my response of, "yeah, that's february 28th for ya." I am ok with life right now....although this unceasing energy is slightly disconcerting.

DID? the play that Darren Parr wrote turned out to be an amazing experience from start to finish. I'm still on a high from friday night. In other news I'm slightly worried about certain friend's intentions, well more like their motives in a current relationship- mainly because it could hurt an even closer friend. I will probably get in trouble for saying this and then have to have a sit down. but we live in the era of saying what we want with the protection of computer barriers so I'm going to say it. well, I already did say it. so there.