Dream Journal

This is my journal of my dreams. I got this amazing idea from www.dreamviews.com and you should check it out. Feel free to comment, everybody dreams weird things sometimes, and you only remember the weirdest ones most of the time!

Saturday, April 30, 2005

1. I'm on a street sidewalk and some guy in a motorbike parks on the side. I follow him into a cafe. (Menu: bagel bits, cookies with smarties, some other stuff and something square and blackish grey). I sit, he sits beside me, and he orders that black thing, saying "it's the weirdest one." 'Everyone in the cafe laughs.

2. I'm in some sort of library. There are demons, posessed people, and they are killing people. I guess after they have their "fill" they disappear. One of the demons is Kyle Barrott. He needs one last victim, and I had slipped away from him before so he is coming after me. "Ah, my last victim," he says then he says something will be complete. "Why?" I ask. He says the demons are killing all to start anew, get rid of the violence in the world. I ask "How will you stop future violence?" "We will force peace," he says. "Violence does not create peace, look at Canada, we respect and are respected, do you know why?" (I assume we say we don't use war to make peace or something but I don't remember actually saying it) We walk and chat a bit more, and finally he sits down, unposessed(by the magic of words!) and says "thank you." he talks about how he (knew me? don't remember) and when I was at camp, with the dude with the bike (see previous) and even when I was at Toronto, then he stops. We are sitting in a line for a cafeteria, and we have four plates - three for me, him, and his girlfriend and I have an extra plate.