T he dream was mainly centered around by frustration at not being able to go to the upcoming Dir en grey gig. But then it turned out I actually could. Then...hmm I can't remember if it was before or after but there was a bit relating to a schoolish theme like uh...Harry Potter and I crawled through this tiny expanding chute to get to the greenhouse on the otherside of the glass. After a few more rounds going back and forth through to the bridge and the greenhouse there was a professor carrying some acid in flasks and suddenly he was knocked aside and then the acid burnt the preppy students' faces and I could see the muscles underneath and boils and welts were beginning to appear.
So this is my depiction of that....obviously :9 Although here, it looks rather like I've lost a fight against a razor...But urg, I can't draw boils. (And I don't really want to! D:) And gah, I fail at perspective.
This one was computer themed. Mainly, I lived with my three cousins (the 4 Golden Flowers -snort-) and Adam in this dark computer room here and I recall Adam playing Resident Evil like the fanboy he is and Sophie was on the computer. Then...there was a bit where me and Rosie were in a line at the cafeteria and she was in her green fluffy coat (like how I saw her the morning before) and we just had a chat. Then it switched to a car park and I saw Becky (old friend I haven't seen in a long age) with a really retro haircut in a fluffy coat and I was in the backseat of a van and we somehow managed to 'sneak' up behind her and her friends and I pulled her in and attempted to scare her. She wasn't fazed...at all.
Hmmm, I think I over did the blood. Looks really thick. And the air vent grate looks a bit too small. Baaah...screw it.
Man...this is turning more into a horror series. Right hmmm, I accidentally fell alseep with my contact lenses in, thus this dream was born! Basically, my right eye had a like...craterish thing around the iris. It didn't hurt but it looked damn painful when I looked into the mirror (in my dream). Turns out the contact burnt a hole into my eye so it became all frayed and torn at the edges. Was kinda cool actually, hehe. But yea, I was surprised and was just looking into the mirror for ages. Can't remember much apart from that....
The added blood is just for the continuation of the linkage in the series. xD
The dirty bloodied cloth around my mouth is to stop the bleeding and also to represent 'bind' and general fear. Annnd the lines are meant to be the cracked mirror, yup....Urg, screw it...I ain't redoing that again.
Eeerk, the printout is freaking me out everytime I look at it. >.o Well, mainly the eye. Gah...
This dream was one of those which I never wanted to wake from. It started out where I lived in this pretty white place and it was fluffy, cloudy and had loads of comfy duvets. *o* So...my ideal den. And I was reading a load of books. I remember just the word 'STORM' in the one I was reading. I think I was pretty royal or something...in any case, the me in my dream was a past self. I had black hair! Then was the Memory Basement bit where there were figurines and ornaments and other bits and bobs of my past memories. I think it stored other people's too since it was like a museum or antique gallery and a lot of people were milling around.
Anyway, this is representing the old me who was more carefree, stressfree but also more bitchy and egoistic. But I wasn't so goddamn anti-social!!! Then next to me is my ruling partner (no idea who) and we're just laughing at 'commoners' and probably some execution. The mirror contains the continuation of the last panel. It's blood filled and that's the current 'me'. That's representing how I want to kill that 'self' and return to my old form as egoistic as I was.
The whole of it is a reference to the many 'selfs' in me.
