The Strangest Dream...

So, early this morning (Thursday) I had one of the oddest dreams I've probably ever had. Now I have to try and write it down before I forget it without trying too hard to make it make sense. Because it really didn't, LOL.

Okay, it was about someone on my (myspace) friends list, but it was really strange because it was about someone I've only met once and don't really KNOW know like I know some of you guys (from myspace). Which is just odd that I dream about someone on my friends list. (So, obviously this excludes Mike and Brady, since I know you both)

Anyway, in my dream, this guy's soul had somehow (I don't know how) gotten out of his body and disappeared.

Okay, not really disappeared. It was like it had gone for a walk or something (okay it literally had, but this comes in later). This person's body was still able to walk, talk, act normally without it's soul inside. So, for a while me and this other person (no one I know at all, a middle-aged bottle-blond woman with too much tanning bed time logged in. I had the feeling she wasn't actually as old as she looked, just sun-damaged) kicked around with 'the body' like we were just hanging out keeping him from getting too board or something, right? I don't know exactly where we were, but there were several one and two story building around, joined by covered walkways and such, old, square, functional schoolish-type building, kind of like the MacArthur campus in Opp (Boni? Hazel? You guys know what I'm talking about.) Only there were many more buildings than LBW/Opp and some of them had two stories with a elevator here or there and lots of big old open stairwells. Anywho...

So, we were hanging out with the soulless body, which was acting just like any other body with a soul, only after a little while it gets apparent that this other person with us, the blond woman, is actually trying to keep us from getting somewhere, or doing something. We couldn't figure out exactly what her angle was. She had kind of a sneaky, don't-trust-me vibe to her. So, me and soulless dude kind of wandered off from her (okay body disappeared around a corner and totally ditched us, but then I caught up with him later after I got away from blond woman...no idea...).

So, I have no idea how I actually ended up in the big Easter egg hunt for this dude's soul, which was on walkabout around this 'campus', wondering in and out of the building and classrooms (yes there were classrooms) I don't know. I have the vague feeling that Body decided to just chill out and wait outside on a bench in the sun. I guess he figured out that he shouldn't be moving around too much, in case Soul did decide to come back? I don't know, his intentions were never expressed in words. We were together one minute, talking about nothing that made any sense, and the next I was hunting his soul, with the knowledge that Body would simply be waiting. *shrug*

There were also other people hunting this soul, which was really frustratingly good at hide-and-seek. Or more like peek-and-tease, because we'd spot it, and it would turn around and disappear around a corner or in a stairwell and be gone before we could get to it. It was totally messing with us, like it didn't want to be caught. There was no malicious intent, it just seemed like it was enjoying it's vacation from it's other half and wasn't ready to come home yet. So strange. It was almost playful, but not really. Not like a human is playful. This was very much a spirit, like a ghost or something, only it appeared very solid, and it seemed to just have it's own set of rules. I just know that there didn't seem to be any ill-will towards us for looking for it, but at the same time it didn't want us looking for it, either. It was like 'you have to do what you have to do, and I understand that, but I'm going to do what I want to do, and you aren't going to catch me'.

Which it never said. Soul dude never actually spoke. I did, at one point, catch up to him in one of the classrooms, where there were two other...people? Souls? I don't know. One was an older man, who I couldn't see clearly and who sat in the back of the classroom (yes, there were desks. Old-timey desks like we had in middle school, ya know? Not a chair and a table but an actual desk).

Anyway, I never got a good look at this other, older dude, who I'm sure was another Soul. It was like he didn't want me to look, so I just didn't. I have the impression of short hair, maybe dark but I'm really not sure. It might have been dark or just dark blond, I don't know. Again, I wasn't supposed to look at him, so I didn't.

The other presence in the room I could look at. He looked like a young kid. Like, preteen or early teen. Short, dark, curly hair, very pale skin, and something odd about his eyes. I'm not sure if the eyes were dark, I think they were, but there were dark circles around them, like the kid never slept, and they distracted me from looking at his eyes. He was very pale, and there was just something about his face... I'm not sure if he was a soul. Something about him, about the way he moved, was just wrong. I'm not sure he was ever human, which would make him what? a Not-Soul? I don't know. He had a strange smile and this kind of look to his face, like he could be very clever and tricky to deal with, but he didn't seem malicious, either. Just tricky like it was fun to be tricky, like he enjoyed being clever. Maybe not at other people expenses, but if that's how it happened, it wouldn't bother him to much.

Anyway, these three Souls (Don't-look-at-me, Tricky Boy and, of course, the soul we were all searching for) were in this room when I walked in. Tricky had written something on the blackboard, and the soul I was looking for had stepped up onto a table near the blackboard to read something Tricky had written at the very top, and was distracted and didn't realize at first that I was there.

I don't remember saying anything. I don't think anyone did. Once the soul-hunt started, there was no more talking in the dream. At least Body would talk. Sheesh.

Anyway, Soul looked around and realized I was there. And that he was cornered. I don't know why, but he couldn't 't just go *poof* or walk through and get away. He was actually really, really solid for a soul. Not see-through at all. He was just as solid and 'heavy', for lack of a better word, as Body was. All three souls were like that. Okay, come to think of it, Tricky and Soul were like that. I think Don't-look-at-me could have gone poof, if he'd wanted to. It was almost like he was just hanging out to keep an eye on the other two. I have a feeling that Tricky would have gotten Soul in trouble if he'd been left to his own devices. Not like bad trouble, but more like this-is-what-I-consider-fun trouble...

Anyway, Soul spots me, and hops down from the table and just looks at me. He can't get past me, and I just stand in the doorway, looking at him and Tricky, who's grinning at me now in a way I don't entirely like. I got the feeling that I was better off before he knew I was alive. I didn't think he'd hurt me, just cause me lots of little inconveniences for his own amusement. Flat tires, bad hair days, broken nails, that kind of stuff...

So, Tricky grins at me, and I'm thinking 'awe, man. This sucks. I'm on his radar now'. Soul hops back up on the table, straight from the floor just bounces up there like it's nothing, and starts to read again. (Soul has on a pair of blue jeans, a faded t-shirt, and a pair of shoes that aren't really shoes, aren't really boots, I'm not sure what they are. Not dress shoes, but dressier than tennis shoes. And hard souled. They are black leather. Just thought it was odd. I guess you notice weird stuff when people jump on tables...) He can't get past me, but he's not really worried about me, either. So, he decides to finish what he's reading. Tricky goes back to the board and starts writing again at the bottom, backing off from time to time to look at what he's doing before continuing on.

Of course, at some point I get distracted by what Tricky's doing. Which is exactly what he wanted me to do. I get too close to him, and Soul gets past me without me noticing. Darn it. Tricky and Don't-look-at-me stay where they are, one sitting and one writing on the board, while I go back out to keep hunting for Soul.

I was so close! Dude, I hate getting frustrated in a dream!

Anyway, it went on like that for a bit, different people, most of them I didn't know, a couple I did, all wandering around these different buildings, looking for Soul. At one point, I talked to Body again, just for a second. He was in one of the buildings now. looking as well. I think he'd gotten board sitting on the bench. I'm sure he couldn't leave the area with Soul on the loose... Anywho, Soul spotted Body and ducked into a stairwell to avoid us. Body was talking to me and didn't see Soul, but I saw him. We gave chase (okay we totally walked. No one ran in this dream. Isn't that weird?) But when we got there, Soul hid behind the stairs, and it was almost like that was an off-limits area. I knew he was there, but I couldn't go after him there. It was like home base in hide-and-seek or something. Body and I both knew he was there, but we couldn't tag him.

We had to wander off, and give him another chanced to hide. Isn't that CRAZY?

Anyway, we never did catch him. I mean, I'm sure (I hope) that Body and Soul were eventually re-united, but they weren't while I was dreaming. Bummer. No closure

It's weird. I totally know who Body was, even though he didn't actually look like the person I knew he was. Oddly enough, Soul DID look like this person. Yes, that's right. They didn't look alike. Not until the end of the dream. The last time I saw Body, he did at that point look like the person I'd know all along I was dreaming about. Anyway, I digress. I know who Body was, but I don't know who the blond woman was (I didn't like her. I think now she was trying to keep us from realizing that Soul was gone, and then she was trying to keep us from looking?) I don't know who Don't-look-at-me was. Just that he was an older man, meaning older than me. Somewhere between 40 and, I don't know 60 or so? I don't know. I couldn't look at him, duh. And I don't know who, or what, Tricky was. But Tricky the one that's kind of bothering me.

He reminded me of Cody in Charles De Lint's books. A trickster spirit. Maybe he wasn't evil, really, but I had the feeling he didn't have the same moral compass that most people have. And that he could be troublesome if he didn't have enough to keep him occupied...

Anyway, it was just really, really weird and I though I'd share. I almost never have dreams about people I (kinda sorta not really) know.