posted March 17, 2004 12:51 PM         

I mean COMEON! I *like* The Factor on occasion but me and BILL O'FRIGGINREILLY?! Okay one dream I can easily forget but they just keep coming and i've already had two this week and they are weeeeiiirrrrrrrd.

posted March 17, 2004 01:57 PM         

What FishKitten said is where I would start my thinking - Or maybe he/she makes a connection in your mind to someone else (the hair, the accent, some bit of clothing)?

What do you think about O'Reilly, Amber?

posted March 17, 2004 07:31 PM         

I think he might be scared with me being a pagan and all. I just have NO IDEA where they came from. Who knows?

I think I should post the one I had last night just for laughs. You guys should get a kick out of this.

There was Bill O'Reilly, me, an evil porn star, Alan Rickman, Yoda, and a Captain Jack Sparrow lookalike.

SO Bill, Alan and I were a group of close-knit friends but in a fantasy/scifi type scenerio but in modern times. Alan was a wizard and I was a very powerful witch/wizardperson. I'm not sure what Bill was. I think he was like the human wiseman.

We were on some mission but I don't really know what when we ran into the porno star. She had this perfect body but with fake size DD boobs with long dark hair and I disliked her immediately. As it turns out she was some kind of wizard/witch, too, but we didn't know it to begin with.

Bill fell all smitten with her and they started an affair which made me pretty jealous. At this point in the dream my perspective kept changing from hers to mine and to hers and back to mine. so at first this pornstar seemed really submissive to Bill and even slept with all of his friends as a favor to him. Johnny Depp was good friends with him so when she saw him she definately wanted to help him out there. He was always dressed and acted like Captain Jack Sparrow, though. She went to him hotel room and bonked him silly.

When she came back Bill and I were on a boat at a dock preparing for some trip. I was still resentful of the pornstar because she got so much attention from Bill but I was smart and humble and didn't want to cause trouble so I kept quiet about it.

Pornstar tells Bill about Johnny Depp and how she slept with him to make Bill happy. Bill is confused and says "Wait... Johnny is in California. The one you were with was an imposter!"

So all of us (including Alan Rickman who, btw, is very cute) march over to the hotel to confront the trickster! Sparrow opens the door thinking it's just the pornstar coming back for more and then sees us and he gets all scared. Bill and Alan burst in and Bill holds the guy down while Alan starts using his magick on him. Sparrow was writhing around in pain and started to look old and wrinkled.

I really felt bad for this guy because I thought his punishment was far too severe for the crime he'd commited (pretending to be Johnny Depp just to sleep with someone that slept with everyone anyway). So I refused to participate.

Finally, Bill let Sparrow go and there where the pretty Sparrow had been was Yoda. He even started talking like Yoda but we all left him there in the hotel room.

As we're walking I'm telling Bill why I wouldn't help them and that I thought they were being too severe with their revenge just because of Pornostar. It was good because it was a nice talk and for a few minutes I had him away from HER. He sees my point of view and agrees before leaving me to walk by Alan and chat with him about all of it.

Then Pornostar turns her venom on me and decides I'm in her way. I'm not expecting it so I can't fight back properly when she puts a spell on me to control me. Suddenly I'm in a leotard and instructing a small aerobics class and Pornostar is controlling all of my movements. I don't know why I was so horrified by an aerobics class but I was. It was like torture and I couldn't talk at first but finally I was able to scream to Bill and Alan who ran back. Seeing Pornostar as the manipulator she really was they finally turn against her and start fighting her to save me.

posted March 17, 2004 11:00 PM         

Bill, right wing guy that he is, represents the government (today's American way of life), which you love, but are somehow repelled by at the same time. {part of the problem is that you think the people in control are "in bed with a strumpet" (i.e. the pornstar who represents big corporations) whom they encourage to scr*w others (groups and countries).

Alan represents the magic of the media, who support (use their magic for) the government (and the American way of life) , and also may be protectors of the truth since they do expose corruption.

The fake Johnny Depp/Jack Sparrow is the dream you would like to follow, but can't because you know there is something wrong...it is an illusion. He is in bed with the pornstar (greedy corporations) himself.

He is unmasked eventually by a combination of the government and the media, but they react far too harshly, considering they have done the same things they accuse him of.

When the smoke clears, a wise one is left in place of the false dream.

You are both the pornstar and yourself in the dream. That is because you secretly feel that you are selling your talents when you should be doing something else. Plus, you must look at things from a balanced perspective and part of modern life is corporate existence. But in the end, you feel that that life is pulling your strings like a puppet, even to the point of how your body should look (thus the aerobics being horrible). Finallly, you were able to save everyone in the end by convincing the government and the media that the evil Who*e of Babylon has been controlling things and the strings must be cut.

I really have no idea about your political point of view, but is this anything close to what you have been feeling when you watch Bill on the news?

posted March 18, 2004 05:04 AM         

Amber, Amber, Amber ... never a dull moment.

posted March 19, 2004 05:22 AM         

FishKitten, please, anytime you feel the urge! I do truly appreciate other voices. Your view on this dream makes a lot of sense symbolically, and I would probably not have seen it from that standpoint.

I think my perspective on this is going to lean a bit more to the personal side. I will probably have questions first ... here are a couple:

Amber, the "powerful" people that surround you in the dream either indicates that you are feeling powerful, feeling good, or that you are feeling a bit powerless, or perhaps are in need of more "power" (I am leaning toward the latter) ... which is it?

Are you feeling deceived or taken advantage of in some way, or have you found out the truth about something lately?

posted March 19, 2004 01:50 PM         

Politically speaking... I think 99% of the politicians can't be trusted because they're all out for themselves anyway. SO political subjects are just so frustrating for me. It's always about the lesser of two evils (like the upcoming presidential election) and not who is best for the job.

**people in control are "in bed with a strumpet"** Well how true is that?! I don't know of many that can argue with that.

I DO like Bill because although he's a bit on the conservative side he USUALLY just uses common sense and doesn't stand for a lot of crap... even though he can definately be abrasive.

pixelpixie!! Good luck with your Orlando dreams! I tend to dream of celebrities a lot so sometimes it's entertaining. Maybe you can watch Pirates as your are drifting off to sleep and that will help!!

Ra ~ Well I've been feeling pretty happy lately about our move so I've thrown myself into that. I have cut a couple people out of my life recently that I think weren't good for me. I suppose I was deceived in a way but I probably just overlooked all the warning signs. I suppose if I were feeling powerless about anything it would be that I want to TRAVEL but can't seem to get that into the husband's head.

posted March 19, 2004 02:35 PM         

Okay I'll post it. I'm just cutting and pasting from my online dream journal as I wrote it...

I was a friggin' prostitute. Actually, I guess there would be a different term for it. It was back in the 1920's I think. And I lived at this brothel but it was really high class and exclusive. We'd do shows everynight onstage and most of us were actually really talented performers but we couldn't support ourselves well any other way than to also be callgirls/prostitutes/etc.

Bill came to do a story on prostitution and how it was ruining the city and women's lives, etc etc. ohhh the pimp guy that ran the brothel was Shugg Knight. *sighs* He wore purple nailpolish all the time.

ANYWAY, when Bill showed up, four other women and I were practicing for a show we were going to do. We were wearing skimpy bikinis made out of shiny silver metal mesh material. We knew he was there for the story and thought it was funny.

It was my turn for an interview and I sat and chatted with him for a really long time, don't remember about what but it was a nice conversation for his story. Then some time passed... a few days, I think, and he was back again still for his story and he talked to me again about it. This time, though, it ended up being more of both of us talking together about things that wouldn't end up in the story. Just personal weird stuff. He kept rubbing my arm and saying how soft I was and that I had beautiful skin.

Gets a little foggy then because a lot happened. There were some drugs in the brothel and Anna Nicole Smith was there because she worked there but she was really doped up. Some cops showed up about the drugs (they looked like gangsters) and they thought they were MY drugs at first but Bill saved me because he vouched for me and he's a fine upstanding citizen so they listened to him, etc.

So once the cops left we got all romantic and WE KISSED (uhhhhh). And then he's all like "nono I can't do this! I have a wife and 3 kids!" and then he kisses me some more because he's falling for me but then he's like "nooo I can't!"

And he rushes away and into the audience that's waiting to watch the show that's going to come on because he figures he'll be safe in crowds.

Well... I quickly get dressed in this long, slim fitting, off the shoulder, cleavage baring beaded dress that sparkles and is gorgeous... and I change the show before they go on. I'm one of the best prostitutes and they all listen to me because they look up to me.

So all the lights go out and I only have a spotlight on me on the stage and I start singing a song about Bill without saying his name... singing about our relationship, how I love him and he loves ME, etc etc. It was a catchy tune like "all that jazz" and it was just like a scene from "Chicago". Then the other women that worked with me came out to sing the chorus with me and they were dancing, I was dancing, the audience was LOVING it.

Towards the end of the song I was singing that he was in the audience and I was slinking off the stage all sexy and the audience was looking around and very happy and excited and wanted to see a real life love story.

Bill's all shocked but I approach him anyway and pull him up from his seat and dance around him, rubbing his shoulders, and then I'm facing him and I kiss his cheek leaving a big red lipstick mark and I whisper in his ear "If you still don't want me after this you can tell your wife this was a big joke for the newspaper". And then the song ended and the audience was clapping and cheering.

The audience began to clear out and various prostitutes came up to flirt with Bill which ****** me off. I punched one in the face and Bill was really impressed I'd punch someone for him. Finally he's like "I can't take it anymore! Let's go upstairs!"

So we go to find a room. We walk by some rock guys and they say "WOW why can't all the hookers be like that?? Can we have that one?" And Bill says "NO she's mine!" I see my ex roommate Laurie there with her then boyfriend Victor.. they both look miserable and I don't know why they were there but I don't talk to them except to say HI. Each room has a certain theme and we pick the Tropical Jungle theme. The bed's on the floor and it looks like a hut with trees out the window and it's humid and there are animal noises everywhere.

THEN WE DO IT. OOOOOOOOOOKAY?! Sex with Bill O'Reilly. *SOBS* I am so traumatized. *SOBS*

posted March 19, 2004 06:10 PM         

*blink*

FishKitten ~ In the dreams I am blissfully and completely happy and in LOVE. It's when I wake up I think I'm nuts.

Okay this was funny. I had this dream on March 15th - just a few days ago. I'll tell you what's funny about it after I paste it here:

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In the dream he was science teacher. *SOBS* I was in my senior year at high school and I had a crush on him in class. We watched some weird movie during one class about lesbians and babies and when class was over we all left the classroom to go to the next one.

*CRIES*

So I was walking the halls after everyone else went to their classes and when it quieted down I went back to the science room to feed my pet hamsters that I kept there. All the lights were off and Bill was sleeping there on a couch because he didn't have a class that period. So I fed my hamsters and turned to sneak out of the room but he woke up.

"Err... I'm sorry I was just feeding.. you know..." I was all flustered but he knew what I was talking about and he started asking me about what was going on in my life, etc. etc. and some project the class was supposed to be doing.

I'm so disturbed.

SO THEN HE SAYS "Oh let's just stop playing around." and grabs me and pulls me on top of him on the couch and I'm THRILLED. I can't even type out the rest of it.
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So the next day I watch his show and he's debating with someone and he says "Wait wait I taught high school so you can't tell me that"

My friend May sitting next to me nearly hurt herself from laughing so hard. I am laughing now actually! I'm SO entertained right now in a horrified sort of way.