I was pretty much tupac while conducting a train through the city which eventually got to a wall that opened then i was standing before what i felt was the government. But it wasnt the government, it was a group of individuals. then i started freestyling for them and i felt like 2pac all over again. then obama came out of nowhere and gave me his approval. then there was a comparison made between me and this girl in the class who was anti-everything (but i believe she had an underoath tshirt on) whereas i, in the dream, came off as well balanced in my loathing and loving. then suddenly i made conversation with someone i havent seen since high school - who I initially ignored the fuck out of - and a few others. then we were in a math class and i wasnt taking notes but i was getting confused as fuck. i sat behind the girl i mentioned before and said ”i dont have to prove anything to you. you dont have to prove anything to you” after she called me cleverless. its funny i was in a room full of people and she was the only one i was conscious of. the rest of the people there could’ve been mannequins for all my heart cared.
then all of a sudden the class was like a drive in, like we were in a classroom that was more of an auditorium now and we were all in cars lined up. and then for some reason my car couldnt brake if i went in reverse. so i then backed up and tried to gow backwards down a hill then drive forward around a corner once the street was flat. all the while people in their cars are terrified about me backing up unrelentingly. then i was on my feet and walking around. then there was a violinist who was playing over some club music instrumental then when the crescendo hit some harlot ran by like a flood light and started dancing. even in my mind in my dream i made the point inside my head that she’s a loser. then i walked away and now the class i was in before was outside and the chalkboard was just cardboard in a window. and yea thats the dream, it ended there and i’m mostly sad because me and that girl were starting to make a connection, but that always happens in my dream. [/melodrama]
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