Hello children, ever had a dream that really meant something to you? Maybe a premintion that came true? Share it! We all wanna here! Well...i do...

Personally, i don't dream much relavance, or i do but can't remember...

I dreamt last night that my "Mate", Ollie Kelly told me he was gay, and was showing me all these sex toys (like...male dildos...whats the point...?)

See, i told you it didn't mean anything...or did it?

...surely insomniacs *dont* dream.

Hallucinate, yes...Ive been down there, but you most certainly dont dream if youre an insomniac.

Your dream means you thought about sex toys while sleeping. Simple as that.

You wanted weird dreams here you go.





6/18/03 Showcase


The thunderous roar of the crowd greets me backstage as we get ready for the next act. The drummer points to me to ask me to fill in because he has forgotten to dress accordingly. I sit behind the drums and begin to bang away rat a tat tat. The music flows through me until the unfortunate occurs and I drop the drumstick into the orchestras mouth. Then Willie Nelson stands up and begins to sing his song and is stopped by the announcement of his upcoming marriage. A lone voice speaks up from within the band of merriment and she proclaims to all that she is the long lost daughter of the new fiancé. As she tries to explain what has happened. Another woman blasts her away with some sort of supernatural force only to reveal that she is Eclera’s right hand man sent to bring back his beloved daughter and the mother of this said woman who is about to be wed.


7/18/03 Slice and Dice

I am getting ready for some major fundraiser that both my friend and I are attending separately but have decided to go together. I find myself running from store to store looking for a dress or skirt and cannot find anything. My friend is helping me look for a dress but is preoccupied by other things. I am then greeted by some mad force that has begun killing people. I am at a house and find out who the killer is and as I try to get away in my car laughing is heard all the way down the street. I run quickly to tell my friend that someone is after me. They hug me and try to comfort me yet I still feel very vulnerable.

6/9/03 Dream of Mexico



After she realized he had already left, she finished packing up and began heading west away from those who knew her here. She stopped at a gas station to fill up and grab a snack. When she came out of the store. Her car could not be found. She started looking around and saw four guys sitting in the dark by a tree looking at her. She started to inch her way back into the store when one of the guys called her name. She frantically looked around until they stepped into the light. It was him; somehow he had found her.

“We have been following you. Is it over?” he put his hand on her shoulder.

She looked into his blue eyes and nodded. “ Yes, I have left and was headed to California to start again.”

He smiled ever so softly “ How about Mexico?” I have to go now. Are you coming with me?

She looked at the other three who she finally had come to realize who they were.
“ What are u running from?”

He pulled her close into his arms and hugged her tight. “ Don’t worry about it.”

“ Are you coming? “ he asked again.

“ Yes, I want to come with you, but we have to send money home, please at least once every 4 months.”

“ Not a problem hun.” He grabbed her phone and threw it in the trash.

“ From now on you don’t exist.” He led her into his black car and bade her to sit down.

“ What about my car and clothes? I have nothing now.” She sat back and thought about the life-altering change she is about to embark on.

“ You have me. We can get you new clothes and better stuff down there.” He let everyone else in the car and turned the key into the ignition.

“ Here we go.”




I could go on and on. Have fun analyzing those LOL

Not sure if this is what you’re after. But I’m a writer, and I get all my work and ideas from my dreams. If I’m stuck on a plot, I dream it. It's prolific as well. In 2 years I’ve wrote 5 complete books, and working on another 7! It’s as if they are just hanging there in the cosmic void, and by sleeping I can pluck them from the air!