At 10:40pm on May 30, 2008,  when I turned down the hall to go to my bedroom I was flooded with a Dejavous.  I suddenly stopped though because I realized that there was something missing.  Someone actually. 

In the first occurance,(probably a dream) there was a person down at the end of the hall that I was turning to go into the bedroom with.   In the ACTUAL occurance tonight, this person is missing, but EVERYTHING else was the same.  I was standing in the same place, I was hearing the same sounds and seeing the same colors and shapes.  Everything was exactly as I had seen it before(as is typical to a De Ja Vous), exept this person.  And this exception is what fascinates me the most about this particular experience. 

Mostly because this kind of thing has happened to me only once before.  Funny too, that this person missing tonight was involved in that episode as well.  That time, when we were together and I suddenly had a DeJa Vous, there was someone missing,  but the person that was there had replaced the person that was missing.  AND,  the replacement WASN'T standing in the exact place of the missing person.  He, was standing in his own spot in the new occurance and the other person that was missing "was supposed to be over there."

I said "..only it was some other guy." and he responded "yeah, we got rid of him". 

Which freaked me out.

BUT GET THIS... it  wasn't more than a little over an hour before my DeJaVous tonight that I recieved a phone call from this person. A call literally from out of the blue because I haven't talked to him in nearly over a year.   So, if you think about it, in essence, he WAS here tonight.  He just happened to also be slightly removed!!

DJKALIAN

We were either working or going to school together.  It was time to leave and even though I was looking for you, you remained distant and aloof.  Everybody left and I remained needing a ride.  I found you getting into the backseat of your friends car.  You gave me a disdain look and I momentarily decided to not approach but the need for a ride was too great so I let go of my hesitation and approached the car asking everyone inside except you if I could get a ride.  They were most accommodating and opened the door.  I climbed inside the backseat smiling gratefully at them.  It was an old car with a great big iron steering wheel and huge back seat.  Kinda like the Ramon car in the movie CARS only painted a shimmering true blue with lighter blue interior.  SO there was plenty of room.  Between us sat a woman with long and thick curly curly dishwater blond hair.  I got a feeling about her height being exactly between us as well, if that makes sense.  She was robust with a B-cup.  Her eyes were probably blue or green.  I didn't really notice, that's just the "feel" you get from such imagery.  I didn't get the feeling that anyone in the car was "romantically" involved with you.  They were all just your friends.  As we rode along everyone except you was politely interacting with conversation.  We skated around anything that might encumber you joining in, but it was plainly obvious that you were not happy with the situation.  You sat far off in the corner with your knees and head jammed against the door.   The car fell silent after an awkward laugh and I saw the woman in front give a look to the man driving and they both just starred silently forward for the rest of the drive.  The woman sitting next to me remained accommodating and turned towards me putting her hand on top of mine.  She inhaled to talk but I with small tears in my eyes I shook my head and looked down.  She fell silent but remained positioned until I lifted my hand away from hers and looked out the window.

 

Arriving at our destination, you and the two from the front seat walked together silently and quickly away from us.  It was here that I remembered a time when you took careful steps to walk with me across this exact span of terrain and I recalled this to your friend as the pain filled up inside my chest because I realized it's significance regarding your effort.

 

A bunch of stuff happened after that I can't remember.  It ended up that our destination was actually the place where you were staying with your friends.  It was some kind of industrial loft.  I remained there because I still needed a ride home.  Your friend tried to make me comfortable but I wasn't and I really wanted to leave. Somehow a connection between us was forged again and you were effectively leading me out of your house.  You remained close but ahead of me.  I can't remember if we talked.  I remember feeling good because I was finally with you.  Satisfied I guess because I finally got you to do what I had wanted all along.  To take me home.   

 

We came to a steep wall that required a jump down.  I was not concerned about the terrain.  I didn't  expect you to give me aide but as I was coming down the side of the wall you stopped and turned back to help me.  You put your hands firmly around my waist and actually lifted me down into you.  My feet never made it to the ground.  You pulled me into you and swooning I let you kiss me as you laid  me on the ground and we began making out.  It felt like you wanted to make love to me, but as we were kissing I felt a warm wetness come from you and I remember it felt like you had peed on me.  I ignored the notion for a moment but the "idea" wouldn't go away so I pushed you away and rolled over.  I must of rolled over in real life too, cuz that's when I woke up.  No- I hadn't wet the bed either but I couldn't get back to sleep and shortly after "arousing" (ha ha) I usually tend to need to pee.  I definitely got up with a pursed brow thinking about this.  I've been considering it all morning.  It connotates much but has no real meaning to me.  I just find it strange that I had a dream about you.  Even as I write this right now... this SONG is playing on my Yahoo Radio Station.   GO FIGURE...

 

WAKE UP - RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE  10:04am 10/12/07.

 

So, what HAVE you been up to lately? 

 

You know what? I just had a thought!!  I'll send you the referenced song later tonight! 

 

LOVE, - yes love - (is it okay if I call ya, "dorkmeister")

 Osta

Last night I had a dream about an angry dog that kept trying to bite me.

It first popped up in a window trying to scare me.

It looked like a mastiff.

With eyes glowing red, and fangs fully bared.

I started back at the site of it threw the window and in my head wondered "what the fuck"

Then it came inside and as it kept trying to bite me, I would duck out of it's reach.

I climbed up on something and it followed me. 

We were face to face and it's teeth were bared in front of me, it's eyes glowing red.

But it couldn't bite me.

It kept trying snarling and snipping to get me but it couldn't.

So I let it get closer so I could see it's eyes.

As I looked into them and thought they flickered and changed.

From both eyes glowing hot red.

To the right eye glowing red, while the other turned green, then grey.

Then back to both being red, it  looked at me and I said "You're possessed aren't you?"

The dog looked away and it's eyes changed again to red and green

Then it cowered down and it's eyes turned deep blue.

I taunted it up to try and bite me again, but it wouldn't it just cowered with it's head hung, like a puppy.

Then I woke up and said

"I'm SJMOBLEY."

and then I laughed cuz it's fun to say.  S.J. Mobley. 

Like a Fannie Dooley.

Then it hit me and I realized a solution to a problem at work. 

It was around 4 o'clock in the morning and I almost called into work to leave a message on the machine so I wouldn't forget.

I can't say anymore than that.

But the answer came to me in a dream shaped like an angry possessed dog with glowing eyes that started out both red hot. then changed to one red and one green and ended up both being blue.  

WHATEVER THAT MAY MEAN??