Saturday, May 1, 2010
Running again
I just had another long dream, something about traveling around in a car with girls trying to get away from an entity or something really evil that was following us around. It started off at my old brown house and possessed my nephew and I left my sister there and my mom and tried to get away with my dad but he ran back to go be with them in that house. Then i tried to go alone to a neighbors but i realized when i got there they didn't live there anymore. I mean in a dream they would have right? why would my mind insist on telling me no they don't live there anymore? So I started walking back the way I came and somehow i met more people and we decided to just get away. and i dunno where we got one but we got a car and more people and stated traveling around. It me, the driver, and 2-3 more girls in the back. I think there were also 2 boys, 1 was the brother of the girl and another guy i knew from school. We went to the house of this old lady I know and when we got there it was pitch black and it looked torn up a bit. So we walked inside and we didn't see anyone and then in the back we saw someone wrapped up in a blanket on the bed and we all screamed. We decided to leave because we knew we couldn't stop anywhere. We all got back into the car but the driver was still in there and we couldn't just leave her. So I said for two girls to go back for her. When they got her back she had blood on her shirt and she said to me "They decided the best way to torment me was to throw things at me, and follow me around with things". It had stabbed her in the chest. but not fatally. So we all left again and started traveling old back roads and stopped by a place that had a creek. Last thing I remember was saying to the girls let's take a bath in the stream (we hadn't had time to bathe in days because we could NEVER stop anywhere). In the stream were small fish and leeches which I freaked out about but then I realized if I wanted the stream to be totally clean without leeches, it would be. So i decided it was, and it was. Then Scott called and I woke up..
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Traveling and Lost
I started off the dream in a room with my husband and his family (mainly his little brother) and we were taking turns playing a game that had magic and other things in it.
Later on I end up taking a trip to a store and for some reason I just happened to have a magic wand. I met a group of people there and I conjured food for them. The store owners weren't pleased so I said let's move somewhere else.
We moved and I conjured more food and ice cream for them. Finally it was time to go home and we took a school bus. The bus dropped me off somewhere in my neighborhood. This is where my usual problem of finding my way home reared it's head.
I went from house to house heading in (what I thought) was an eastern direction. Everyone was eating the same things and no one seemed to mind that I was barging into their houses. No one spoke English.
At one point, which I feel is worth mentioning, I got to swing around in a small bamboo forest. It was very fun.
I had a small hand held device that showed me that the entire time I thought I was going east (towards my house) I was actually going some other direction.
I never made it home, but at least this time I wasn't anxious or afraid.
Later on I end up taking a trip to a store and for some reason I just happened to have a magic wand. I met a group of people there and I conjured food for them. The store owners weren't pleased so I said let's move somewhere else.
We moved and I conjured more food and ice cream for them. Finally it was time to go home and we took a school bus. The bus dropped me off somewhere in my neighborhood. This is where my usual problem of finding my way home reared it's head.
I went from house to house heading in (what I thought) was an eastern direction. Everyone was eating the same things and no one seemed to mind that I was barging into their houses. No one spoke English.
At one point, which I feel is worth mentioning, I got to swing around in a small bamboo forest. It was very fun.
I had a small hand held device that showed me that the entire time I thought I was going east (towards my house) I was actually going some other direction.
I never made it home, but at least this time I wasn't anxious or afraid.
Today's movie like dream
This dream starts off as some sorta chick flick for lack of a better description. I think there are about 4-5 females who are both women and birds. Maybe they were represented as both but at this point I can't really remember that part very well. All I know is that they spent a lot of time together doing funny things, especially as birds, both growing together; laughing, love, crying, all that jazz so to speak.
Now the next part was like the ugly part 2 of a movie that really should have never been made, and no credits rolled between the two "movies". In this part only one of the birds is shown, and the perspectives are skewed between first and third person (as a lot of dreams are, aren't they?).
This starts off with one of the girls (me) living in a house that I am familliar with and not familiar with, basically a mesh of my first old house and somewhere else I've never been. I think she (I) lives with another person, maybe two females, but they do and don't feel like they are related, so maybe they are roommates. From here on out I'm referring to her in the 3rd person.
She lives a regular quiet life with work, her hobbies, chatting on the internet and browsing for new music and whatnot.
Then two men appear. I don't really remember where they came from. I do know that one of them was (or had been) an artist that made beautiful prints of animals (mainly foxes) in black in white with backgrounds of flowing vines or forest. These other man of the pair is what I could call evil. The other one was just being led around and did whatever he was told. I guess he was unhappy with his life and sought another one with this evil man.
The two men harassed and attacked the young woman in her own home. I got the feeling that there was nothing she could so about them being there; someone had let them in and that someone wasn't there (anymore?). They started by taking away all her things. The evil man did not like the fact that she had choices or hobbies or that she talked to people on her computer or played games. He became possessive of her and took all her things when she wasn't around and burned them. Then he told her about it, waited til she got angry and then beat her. She found out that the other man was an artist and asked him how someone like him could do such a thing to her and do what this other man said when he had made such beautiful art. I don't think she got a reply.
The two men followed her around constantly and wouldn't leave her alone. She tried to lock herself in her room but the evil man ripped the door from the wall. I remember someone telling him he shouldn't do that or the owners of the house would get angry and find out what they were doing to the girl. The girl fought them off the best she could, especially when they eventually kept trying to rape her. They never did, but they did beat her and terrorize her even more.
In the end she thought she had given them the slip. They weren't around for some reason, probably part of the dream I forgot. She felt relief and was in her house looking out of the window. Outside it was a normal sunny day, all the houses around where she lived were quiet and peaceful. I think she thought she had locked them outside or gotten rid of them. Then she noticed something was wrong in her room, I think maybe something was missing.
The girl ran at an amazing speed to where she thought the problem was or where she thought she was going to be safe and as she was about to run through a doorway the other man caught her and pinned her down and the evil man stepped out from the shadows.
The evil man laughed and straddled her and in his hand was a something like a small surgical knife. He asked her "What date do you wanted carved into you today?" and then the whole dream sort of panned out to where a lot of police officers were watching as the guy started to carve all kinds of deep cuts into her flesh as she screamed. It became more and more violent and even the police were having trouble watching what he did to her.
She died of course.
After that they somehow never caught the two guys. What happened was they had disguised themselves as police to escape detection and had actually helped with the investigation. At the end the two of them were standing in the backyard laughing about the whole thing because it had been very easy to get away. The evil man was dressed as a detective while the other was disguised as a woman. The other man said that it had been fun and he was going to leave now but the evil man killed him but somehow doing it with telepathic powers of some sort. Either way, the other man melted and died; disappeared.
The epilogue is that the girl is in the backyard, reincarnated as another girl. She is squatting by a pond with fish inside it and autumn leaves are falling in as well as various insects. A fish comes up to eat one and she catches another fly to throw in and it doesn't land where she thought it would. Soon a family of cats come up next to her and she recognizes them as the women she had known (the birds) and apologized to them for what had happened (apparently to all of them, the mother cat and her kittens were the reincarnation of her friends I guess). She said this time they would live a happier life.
That's the end. All on 2 hours of sleep.
Now the next part was like the ugly part 2 of a movie that really should have never been made, and no credits rolled between the two "movies". In this part only one of the birds is shown, and the perspectives are skewed between first and third person (as a lot of dreams are, aren't they?).
This starts off with one of the girls (me) living in a house that I am familliar with and not familiar with, basically a mesh of my first old house and somewhere else I've never been. I think she (I) lives with another person, maybe two females, but they do and don't feel like they are related, so maybe they are roommates. From here on out I'm referring to her in the 3rd person.
She lives a regular quiet life with work, her hobbies, chatting on the internet and browsing for new music and whatnot.
Then two men appear. I don't really remember where they came from. I do know that one of them was (or had been) an artist that made beautiful prints of animals (mainly foxes) in black in white with backgrounds of flowing vines or forest. These other man of the pair is what I could call evil. The other one was just being led around and did whatever he was told. I guess he was unhappy with his life and sought another one with this evil man.
The two men harassed and attacked the young woman in her own home. I got the feeling that there was nothing she could so about them being there; someone had let them in and that someone wasn't there (anymore?). They started by taking away all her things. The evil man did not like the fact that she had choices or hobbies or that she talked to people on her computer or played games. He became possessive of her and took all her things when she wasn't around and burned them. Then he told her about it, waited til she got angry and then beat her. She found out that the other man was an artist and asked him how someone like him could do such a thing to her and do what this other man said when he had made such beautiful art. I don't think she got a reply.
The two men followed her around constantly and wouldn't leave her alone. She tried to lock herself in her room but the evil man ripped the door from the wall. I remember someone telling him he shouldn't do that or the owners of the house would get angry and find out what they were doing to the girl. The girl fought them off the best she could, especially when they eventually kept trying to rape her. They never did, but they did beat her and terrorize her even more.
In the end she thought she had given them the slip. They weren't around for some reason, probably part of the dream I forgot. She felt relief and was in her house looking out of the window. Outside it was a normal sunny day, all the houses around where she lived were quiet and peaceful. I think she thought she had locked them outside or gotten rid of them. Then she noticed something was wrong in her room, I think maybe something was missing.
The girl ran at an amazing speed to where she thought the problem was or where she thought she was going to be safe and as she was about to run through a doorway the other man caught her and pinned her down and the evil man stepped out from the shadows.
The evil man laughed and straddled her and in his hand was a something like a small surgical knife. He asked her "What date do you wanted carved into you today?" and then the whole dream sort of panned out to where a lot of police officers were watching as the guy started to carve all kinds of deep cuts into her flesh as she screamed. It became more and more violent and even the police were having trouble watching what he did to her.
She died of course.
After that they somehow never caught the two guys. What happened was they had disguised themselves as police to escape detection and had actually helped with the investigation. At the end the two of them were standing in the backyard laughing about the whole thing because it had been very easy to get away. The evil man was dressed as a detective while the other was disguised as a woman. The other man said that it had been fun and he was going to leave now but the evil man killed him but somehow doing it with telepathic powers of some sort. Either way, the other man melted and died; disappeared.
The epilogue is that the girl is in the backyard, reincarnated as another girl. She is squatting by a pond with fish inside it and autumn leaves are falling in as well as various insects. A fish comes up to eat one and she catches another fly to throw in and it doesn't land where she thought it would. Soon a family of cats come up next to her and she recognizes them as the women she had known (the birds) and apologized to them for what had happened (apparently to all of them, the mother cat and her kittens were the reincarnation of her friends I guess). She said this time they would live a happier life.
That's the end. All on 2 hours of sleep.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Babies, theft and annoying people
Ohhh, a weird dream.
Dreamed about trying to feed a baby through all sorts of conditions. The baby varied in size from a regular baby to an action figure. Tried to feed it outside, in the mud, in a pond, while people were trying to steal the baby, as a peasant, in a house, while people were looking, while people weren't looking, at night, during the day, etc etc.
I think the whole point was that I never actually could feed the baby. The messed up part was that when I actually did get to where I could feed the baby, a weird sound woke me up. Twice. The sound of a something like a baby cry in my room (well it wasn't unlike a baby's cry). Normally this would freak me out but I was very determined not to wake up and roll around fruitlessly in my bed again for hours.
For the last part of the dream I had a lot of stuff stolen from me by some sort of thing. This thing was a small human that lived in the back yard of someone's house and I don't know these people. We later made him 'fess up and he put everything on a table. I got back some of what was stolen except some games that had also gone missing. Apparently some sort of little monkey type thing said she had because her master told her to. So a friend of mine said he would give her his special chocolate on a rope if she told us where she put them. She agreed and she started to give hints where she hid them (all over the house in various rooms). Then more people came over and my mom said to stop looking for stuff when the hosts were welcoming new people. These people annoyed me. We slept in a room in the back of the house and they said "oh they are giving up and leaving so we can have these nice beds now". I never got to look for the games and my mom said we were leaving that night.
Then I woke up.
Dreamed about trying to feed a baby through all sorts of conditions. The baby varied in size from a regular baby to an action figure. Tried to feed it outside, in the mud, in a pond, while people were trying to steal the baby, as a peasant, in a house, while people were looking, while people weren't looking, at night, during the day, etc etc.
I think the whole point was that I never actually could feed the baby. The messed up part was that when I actually did get to where I could feed the baby, a weird sound woke me up. Twice. The sound of a something like a baby cry in my room (well it wasn't unlike a baby's cry). Normally this would freak me out but I was very determined not to wake up and roll around fruitlessly in my bed again for hours.
For the last part of the dream I had a lot of stuff stolen from me by some sort of thing. This thing was a small human that lived in the back yard of someone's house and I don't know these people. We later made him 'fess up and he put everything on a table. I got back some of what was stolen except some games that had also gone missing. Apparently some sort of little monkey type thing said she had because her master told her to. So a friend of mine said he would give her his special chocolate on a rope if she told us where she put them. She agreed and she started to give hints where she hid them (all over the house in various rooms). Then more people came over and my mom said to stop looking for stuff when the hosts were welcoming new people. These people annoyed me. We slept in a room in the back of the house and they said "oh they are giving up and leaving so we can have these nice beds now". I never got to look for the games and my mom said we were leaving that night.
Then I woke up.
Monday, February 8, 2010
Monday morning and a short post
Just had a little dream about walking around outside with my husband and seeing deer, bears, and friendly wolverines with white fur on their backs. For some reason I had put my hair clips on the barbed wire fence and I was trying to get them back. This wolverine felt that it was his duty to walk along beside us, so we couldn't get to the clips quickly. He never tried to bite or anything. He just seemed friendly and curious. By the way, the view on the other side of the fence was magical. I wanted to climb over the fence really bad but Scott said we shouldn't because that is trespassing. Little did he know that it was just a dream and you can do whatever you want! Ugh, I should really work on my lucid dreaming for stuff like this.
Then dreamed about being in a classroom and feeling really off, like my head was fuzzy. We had to do a sheet of problems and I couldn't figure out how to do them at all since it seemed like it was in the form of an IQ test with a bunch of left brained crap. I'm terrible with numbers and math; I have no patience for them. I think I loathe them.
Politics
Most Religions
Math
= hate.
I can't wait til we can move further away from people than we are now. I wish I could dream of that.
I didn't write any this weekend because it's impossible to get anything done with my husband home all the time and it's just a big hassle to get my alone time. (He won't be in a different room from me EVER.) It's cute, but for things that require 100% of my attention, it doesn't help much.
Then dreamed about being in a classroom and feeling really off, like my head was fuzzy. We had to do a sheet of problems and I couldn't figure out how to do them at all since it seemed like it was in the form of an IQ test with a bunch of left brained crap. I'm terrible with numbers and math; I have no patience for them. I think I loathe them.
Politics
Most Religions
Math
= hate.
I can't wait til we can move further away from people than we are now. I wish I could dream of that.
I didn't write any this weekend because it's impossible to get anything done with my husband home all the time and it's just a big hassle to get my alone time. (He won't be in a different room from me EVER.) It's cute, but for things that require 100% of my attention, it doesn't help much.
Friday, February 5, 2010
Spectacular white bathroom and destroying a laptop
- color white
- my sister
- cats
- painting
- travel
- my mom
- cleaning supplies
- living stuffed animals
- van
- laptop
- restaurant
- kitchen
- bathroom
- hotub
- my husband
- anger
- sadness
The first part of the dream consisted of me actually working out how to paint different pictures and what techniques I should use. Pretty boring since that is all I was doing. I actually woke up after this part and thought 'well, that will be easy to remember'.
Second part, probably after I went back to sleep was about my laptop and me. I don't really remember where I was, it seems like I might have been in college or going to meetings somewhere with tables and chairs. The only thing that really happened was that someone or something made me really angry and I destroyed my laptop.
I had just recently gotten one, I don't really remember much of this part, I just know it was very new and I was very happy with it (probably mirrors my waking feelings). I was doing some sort of test and part of the test was either I had to type something or plug in a keyboard. Yes, I know laptops have built in keyboards. I am typing on one now, but in my dream my laptop was more like a very small PC.
Anyway, all the other people around me had theirs all plugged in and I realized I couldn't find my regular keyboard. I looked all through the backpack that I wore to keep all my laptop things and I found a bunch of old keyboards and was about to give up when I found the only other USB keyboard we have (which we do, the one I was looking for is broken in real life, and the one I found we use on the PC). By the time I got back to my "laptop" I probably only had a few seconds left to plug in my keyboard. I couldn't fit it into the little USB port and time was up. I lost out on something because of something so stupid.
Cue the roiling anger and fireworks. I destroyed the laptop, cracking the screen and stepping on the keyboard. I was fully aware that I had just gotten this and it had cost quite a bit to get it. I didn't care. I wanted to destroy something. In the same vein of my usual (and not quite straight) thinking, I felt better destroying something I valued.
A little while later after I had calmed down, I felt bad about what I did and went back to my husband and told him what I did. For some reason by this time, the laptop had already been sent off to be examined. He told me what they were doing and how much they were going to charge to return the laptop back to me in one piece with all the information and files I had moved onto it. It was more than twice the cost of the laptop brand new! He said he opted to just rebuild another one for me and ordered it. I remember being upset because I hadn't been part of the building so I had no idea what he did. He said he made it exactly like the other one and I thought to myself that I would have liked to tweak a few things.
Yes. It's my inner brat!
Next part of my dream I was traveling with my family, the only people I can confirm that were there for sure was my mom and my youngest older sister (if I mention a sister in my dreams it will probably be her). I have no idea where we were going, but we had a lot of stuff and all my cats were with us. I don't think there is hardly a dream that I have where there ISN'T a cat.
As usual, I only remember a bit of this dream. We arrived at a place I used to play at as a child. This place still exists in real life and I actually kind of miss it. It's out in the country with cows and horses; pastures and trees. I think we needed to stop for supplies and use the restroom, or at least my sister and I did. We don't speak to these people anymore, so I was just kinda standing around waiting for someone to tell me where we had permission to go when my sister said 'hey we can go in here'.
Here was a sort of apartment the people built there for their daughter to live. It was in the back of a workshop and it ran the entire back length of the building. I had a friend that had lived there and I remember both how it looked before it was an apartment and afterward. I think I was always fascinated with it.
I wasn't sure we should be going into this apartment as I remember people lived there, but when I stepped inside I was shocked. The entire apartment was changed. Gone was the carpet and furniture and pretty much everything that had made it look like an apartment. The entire thing was redone in pure white. Pure white tiles on the walls and the floors, the ceilings and windows and the mini kitchen were done in white. Everything was pristine and pure and shining. The most amazing thing was the biggest hot tub thing in the very center of the main room. It was so deep that even though the most bottom part was filled with water, my sister was completely submerged pulling a plug to empty the rest of the water out. (I have no idea why she did this. When she did this all I could think was "Great now she's soaking wet"). I actually told her how shocked I was at the entire place.
This place eventually morphed into the kitchen from my old house. We ended up finding a toilet in the adjoining room, so the layout was basically the old kitchen. I think by the time I found the toilet she had already used it. At some point between then and when I needed to go, we had to fend off a very annoying living stuffed animal that kept bothering us. I think she ended up putting it outside through the backdoor.
My mom came in and started fussing about the place not being spotless or something equally silly. She said she wanted to leave soon and she had all sorts of cleaning supplies with her and asked us to hurry and finish up so we could leave.
We both left, and we ended up walking down wooden steps towards the back of a white van, and I could see all kinds of cats wandering around outside. I only thought of how long it would take to round them up because I guess they let them out to do their cat business.
I don't remember anything else, I think I woke up.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Old Apartment, playing guitar and the half garden
Last nights dream was more epic.
First thing I remember was someone (I think my husband) asking me if I remembered my old apartment and if I would like to visit it. Oddly enough, I do remember this apartment, one I had in a previous dream. It was small, cramped and had no windows, sort of like an attic space. I have no idea how long it has been since I had a dream about that apartment. When I remembered it I went "Ahhhh!" inside my head (in my dream) and I remembered what had happened and why I did not live there anymore. The reason why the apartment was brought up was because whoever had mentioned it to me in the first place also said that my dad was still paying for it and visited the website where the apartments still remained. The last time I had been there I had still been into sticker collecting and that was something I had left inside it. I was curious to go back and see this long forgotten place, somewhere I had left a LOT of things from my past; things I had forgotten about.
I remember arriving at a building complex. I'm not sure if it was apartments or some other sort of building. I arrived with another person, maybe 2 more but I can't remember who they were. We were lost because it was night and could only wander around by security lights. We ended up wandering around until we saw someone going where I could only assume was my old apartment.
When I got inside I suddenly remembered what happened. When I had lived there, I had lived on my own while my husband (I think) lived somewhere else for work. I had a room mate, a quiet guy who for some weird reason was still living there by himself. The room looked exactly as I had left it, or what I had left behind anyway. -note- Unless you've had a dream where you've revisited a place like this before, you wouldn't really understand how it all felt. - I had drawings tacked all over the walls, things were still under the bed, and I think there was a closet that was still full of things I didn't take with me. The reason why I had left in the first place was because I couldn't stay there on my own. The place had been haunted or I had been haunted, in any case, I was uncomfortable there. All of this had happened years ago and it was amazing that the place still existed.
I think after I looked around I talked to the guy that still lived there and I think he just said he had stayed (for what reason I don't know).
After this bit it gets a little jumbled. Later on I was in another place, maybe a this house or a house I've been to, and I had a guitar. In real life, I have no idea how to play the guitar, so in my dream I was surprised to find out that I could play quite effortlessly. I've had dreams like this, where I can play an instrument or sing with no prior knowledge of the instrument or the song I'm singing. Usually I enjoy myself a lot, and in this dream, this was no exception. I played the guitar for a certain group of people outdoors near the edge of a forest and as evening came they had to leave. One by one they turned into wolves and disappeared into the forest. The distinct feeling I got from this was that I really wanted to join them, and I was jealous. Something stopped me from going with them, but I'm not sure what. -note- The guitar melody I kept playing was on an acoustic guitar and was in a picked style, sort of like folk guitar or Spanish flamenco style. It was very beautiful but something like a god told me I was playing it too fast. (lol).
Another thing I saw was a garden grown by someone I either did or did not know. She seemed familiar, but I don't remember her. I was chasing a cat that turned into a rabbit into a garden and it was going after some vegetables. The garden was very odd. The carrots, which grew around the bottoms of some taller plants, looked already peeled, as were the potatoes, which I saw somewhere else. When I looked at the taller plants, they had small tomatoes, peppers and other things, but all of them were cut in half. I asked her why all her vegetables and what not were in pieces and she told me she was growing them for their seeds. Weird. I guess it was just half a garden.
I had to get a golf cart fixed because sometime in my dream (part that I forgot) I was on some sort of wild adventure and one of my friends broke a golf cart. The person I was working for said that I had to go with him to get it fixed because it was my responsibility to at least accompany him. All the parts where I go with him and it gets fixed is blurry or didn't happen, because the only part I remember next is getting the bill for the repair and paying for it. The lady at the front desk that took care of the paperwork was blond with glasses and seemed unfriendly. She told me what the total amount was. I think it was 700 but it morphed again on paper after I looked at the bill. I was surprised at the low amount and questioned her as to why it was so cheap. She said that my boss, Mr. Alan, got a special discount and I looked to see how much. The total amount with each part added ended up being closer to 5k. Below all that was a few deductions with the name Mr. Alan next to it. After I looked it all over, she took the money I had as well as the bill. This is where it gets kinda weird. She took the bill and fed the entire thing, clipboard and all into a paper shredder that she could hold up in the air. She also fed her fingers into the paper shredder but it didn't hurt her. She seemed very amused by the entire business and was giggling to herself as she shredded the bill and clipboard. After she was done, she was a lot nicer to me and I think she said good bye and I left. (I guess).
There was also something of a romance between a maid and an older limo driver, but I can't remember much of that so I can't really write about it. I do know the entire thing was as detailed and as paced as a movie. Ever had a dream that seemed like it was movie? I usually remember those a lot better, but my husband woke me up by bumping around the room in the dark so I probably forgot all of it. The only reason why I remembered all the other stuff is because if I wake up before I'm supposed to, I take like 5-10 minutes to memorize whatever parts of my dreams I can remember (I fully intended to go back to sleep, but that didn't happen, meh).
I think I'll try to sleep some more, I feel weird.
- apartment
- cats
- rabbits
- wolves
- guitar
- people I don't know
- golf cart
First thing I remember was someone (I think my husband) asking me if I remembered my old apartment and if I would like to visit it. Oddly enough, I do remember this apartment, one I had in a previous dream. It was small, cramped and had no windows, sort of like an attic space. I have no idea how long it has been since I had a dream about that apartment. When I remembered it I went "Ahhhh!" inside my head (in my dream) and I remembered what had happened and why I did not live there anymore. The reason why the apartment was brought up was because whoever had mentioned it to me in the first place also said that my dad was still paying for it and visited the website where the apartments still remained. The last time I had been there I had still been into sticker collecting and that was something I had left inside it. I was curious to go back and see this long forgotten place, somewhere I had left a LOT of things from my past; things I had forgotten about.
I remember arriving at a building complex. I'm not sure if it was apartments or some other sort of building. I arrived with another person, maybe 2 more but I can't remember who they were. We were lost because it was night and could only wander around by security lights. We ended up wandering around until we saw someone going where I could only assume was my old apartment.
When I got inside I suddenly remembered what happened. When I had lived there, I had lived on my own while my husband (I think) lived somewhere else for work. I had a room mate, a quiet guy who for some weird reason was still living there by himself. The room looked exactly as I had left it, or what I had left behind anyway. -note- Unless you've had a dream where you've revisited a place like this before, you wouldn't really understand how it all felt. - I had drawings tacked all over the walls, things were still under the bed, and I think there was a closet that was still full of things I didn't take with me. The reason why I had left in the first place was because I couldn't stay there on my own. The place had been haunted or I had been haunted, in any case, I was uncomfortable there. All of this had happened years ago and it was amazing that the place still existed.
I think after I looked around I talked to the guy that still lived there and I think he just said he had stayed (for what reason I don't know).
After this bit it gets a little jumbled. Later on I was in another place, maybe a this house or a house I've been to, and I had a guitar. In real life, I have no idea how to play the guitar, so in my dream I was surprised to find out that I could play quite effortlessly. I've had dreams like this, where I can play an instrument or sing with no prior knowledge of the instrument or the song I'm singing. Usually I enjoy myself a lot, and in this dream, this was no exception. I played the guitar for a certain group of people outdoors near the edge of a forest and as evening came they had to leave. One by one they turned into wolves and disappeared into the forest. The distinct feeling I got from this was that I really wanted to join them, and I was jealous. Something stopped me from going with them, but I'm not sure what. -note- The guitar melody I kept playing was on an acoustic guitar and was in a picked style, sort of like folk guitar or Spanish flamenco style. It was very beautiful but something like a god told me I was playing it too fast. (lol).
Another thing I saw was a garden grown by someone I either did or did not know. She seemed familiar, but I don't remember her. I was chasing a cat that turned into a rabbit into a garden and it was going after some vegetables. The garden was very odd. The carrots, which grew around the bottoms of some taller plants, looked already peeled, as were the potatoes, which I saw somewhere else. When I looked at the taller plants, they had small tomatoes, peppers and other things, but all of them were cut in half. I asked her why all her vegetables and what not were in pieces and she told me she was growing them for their seeds. Weird. I guess it was just half a garden.
I had to get a golf cart fixed because sometime in my dream (part that I forgot) I was on some sort of wild adventure and one of my friends broke a golf cart. The person I was working for said that I had to go with him to get it fixed because it was my responsibility to at least accompany him. All the parts where I go with him and it gets fixed is blurry or didn't happen, because the only part I remember next is getting the bill for the repair and paying for it. The lady at the front desk that took care of the paperwork was blond with glasses and seemed unfriendly. She told me what the total amount was. I think it was 700 but it morphed again on paper after I looked at the bill. I was surprised at the low amount and questioned her as to why it was so cheap. She said that my boss, Mr. Alan, got a special discount and I looked to see how much. The total amount with each part added ended up being closer to 5k. Below all that was a few deductions with the name Mr. Alan next to it. After I looked it all over, she took the money I had as well as the bill. This is where it gets kinda weird. She took the bill and fed the entire thing, clipboard and all into a paper shredder that she could hold up in the air. She also fed her fingers into the paper shredder but it didn't hurt her. She seemed very amused by the entire business and was giggling to herself as she shredded the bill and clipboard. After she was done, she was a lot nicer to me and I think she said good bye and I left. (I guess).
There was also something of a romance between a maid and an older limo driver, but I can't remember much of that so I can't really write about it. I do know the entire thing was as detailed and as paced as a movie. Ever had a dream that seemed like it was movie? I usually remember those a lot better, but my husband woke me up by bumping around the room in the dark so I probably forgot all of it. The only reason why I remembered all the other stuff is because if I wake up before I'm supposed to, I take like 5-10 minutes to memorize whatever parts of my dreams I can remember (I fully intended to go back to sleep, but that didn't happen, meh).
I think I'll try to sleep some more, I feel weird.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
blah.
Nothing special. Just a lot of random stuff. Mostly things like riding bicycles and Valentine's Day chocolates.
Actually, heh, I didn't write about my dream as soon as I woke up, so I forgot a lot of it already.
I wish people would stop waking me up. I get a broken 8 hours of sleep and every time something wakes me up I forget everything I just dreamed.
Last thing I dreamed I was in a math class room, I think Geometry. The teacher was actually my Geometry teacher from high school with her poofy curly hair, over-weight body and too much make-up. Yes, that's right. I didn't like her.
She was trying to teach something but I refused to learn on the basis that I couldn't care less about math and its many branches and she could shut up. She made us take a pop quiz on some stuff and I think I answered all but one, which I think made her smirk. After that, she passed out heart shaped cookie chocolate things, and I picked one and passed the rest down my column of desks. When I left the classroom I found out that I had two cookie things instead of one. Someone had just given me one when they didn't want it I guess.
Then I woke up! So yeah, nothing special.
Actually, heh, I didn't write about my dream as soon as I woke up, so I forgot a lot of it already.
I wish people would stop waking me up. I get a broken 8 hours of sleep and every time something wakes me up I forget everything I just dreamed.
Last thing I dreamed I was in a math class room, I think Geometry. The teacher was actually my Geometry teacher from high school with her poofy curly hair, over-weight body and too much make-up. Yes, that's right. I didn't like her.
She was trying to teach something but I refused to learn on the basis that I couldn't care less about math and its many branches and she could shut up. She made us take a pop quiz on some stuff and I think I answered all but one, which I think made her smirk. After that, she passed out heart shaped cookie chocolate things, and I picked one and passed the rest down my column of desks. When I left the classroom I found out that I had two cookie things instead of one. Someone had just given me one when they didn't want it I guess.
Then I woke up! So yeah, nothing special.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Big Black Dog
Bunches of stuff happened that woke me up. Husband forgot his work phone and it started to ring over and over and over and over. I waited for him to come home to get it because I really thought he might have been calling his own phone from work, but apparently that is just how the people that use his company call them. Like idiots. Yeah.
Anyway, after all that, I tried to go back to sleep, but my mom decided to wake me up again, so any dreams I might have remembered just went poof.
The only things I can remember from the other dreams were:
That's just random stuff I can remember from the dreams that I forgot.
But there was one other thing that woke me up that I do remember. It's very short but it seems like it means more than the others. I dreamed I was sleeping in my bed and I woke up and I see this big black anime head poke its head in. I suddenly became afraid because for some reason I thought it would be a like a big cat but it wasn't. It was a huge black dog. It stalked in and walked from the door all around to the bed to the side where I was and climbed onto the bedside table.I thought it was coming after me. I think I screamed (in my dream) and I woke up and my heart was pounding and I was shaking a little bit.
This is very odd for me because I never have nightmares. The only time I have ever had nightmares was when I was reading too much about paranormal stuff. Weird things would start to happen and I had nightmares. One would think I had nightmares because I was reading all that stuff, but I don't really get nervous or scared reading anything like that, or at least I didn't. Sometimes when I read things now, I can feel something in the room, but it's nothing to be afraid of the dark about. Sometimes I feel stuff in the room for no reason whatsoever.
Looks like most dream interpretations don't seem to fit in what I think the dream means. I have my own intuition about stuff like this. Oh well.
Anyway, after all that, I tried to go back to sleep, but my mom decided to wake me up again, so any dreams I might have remembered just went poof.
The only things I can remember from the other dreams were:
- my sister
- other people
- weird food
- raking leaves
- a bench
- a phone (I wonder why -.-)
- cars
- an ex-friend that kept showing up in a car and then leaving in another...
- fighting with my sister
- someone's parent's embarrassing him
That's just random stuff I can remember from the dreams that I forgot.
But there was one other thing that woke me up that I do remember. It's very short but it seems like it means more than the others. I dreamed I was sleeping in my bed and I woke up and I see this big black anime head poke its head in. I suddenly became afraid because for some reason I thought it would be a like a big cat but it wasn't. It was a huge black dog. It stalked in and walked from the door all around to the bed to the side where I was and climbed onto the bedside table.I thought it was coming after me. I think I screamed (in my dream) and I woke up and my heart was pounding and I was shaking a little bit.
This is very odd for me because I never have nightmares. The only time I have ever had nightmares was when I was reading too much about paranormal stuff. Weird things would start to happen and I had nightmares. One would think I had nightmares because I was reading all that stuff, but I don't really get nervous or scared reading anything like that, or at least I didn't. Sometimes when I read things now, I can feel something in the room, but it's nothing to be afraid of the dark about. Sometimes I feel stuff in the room for no reason whatsoever.
Looks like most dream interpretations don't seem to fit in what I think the dream means. I have my own intuition about stuff like this. Oh well.
Monday, February 1, 2010
Another weird dream
Last nights dream was kinda disturbing.
I think I forgot most of the dream due to being jerked out of sleep by someone wrenching open my door.
The only part I can remember now is arriving at my old house (not this one) with Scott and finding some old woman lived there. There were also a lot of other people. The only woman put everyone else inside a closet for different reasons depending on who they were.
Good people (I think like children and the people who were called unicorns...) were just placed in there until a certain time when she would release them to be free under the condition that they completely left the area.
The other people, I'm assuming bad or otherwise, were supposed to die down there. I think they were represented by cats.
This dream is sorta like the movie "The People Under the Stairs". I didn't really know what was going on with these people. The area where they were supposed to be was a tiny closet that had been under the stairs. In my dream I would walk past it and I would only see a large, empty, tiled closet. It actually looked like a pale yellow shower but not. Idunno.
The old woman herself was very eccentric but I didn't get a bad feeling off her. She wasn't really the wicked witch type; but keeping people in a closet makes you wonder.
I think the dream really started to kick off when I was sent to put something upstairs in the attic. As I climbed the stairs I could hear things like crying, screaming, whimpering; just plain sounds of horror and suffering. I tried to ignore this and finished up my business and quickly made my way back down the steps. With each step the cries could still be heard, and only after I stepped off the steps did the cries cease.
Later on the old woman just opened up the closet door and said it was time to let the good ones out. One of the children that left the closet was a boy about the age of 11 or 12. He seemed very familiar and I might have met him somewhere in the dream, maybe even before he was placed in the closet.
I think he may have asked me how I was doing, and he might have been a little sarcastic. One thing I do remember him saying was something to the effect of "Once you've been down there for a long time, the things that you have to deal with out here [not in the closet] seem like nothing."
He and a couple of others left but a few more were just sitting the in closet, either waiting to be called out or for some other reason; they just didn't leave. I got a bad feeling about this.
Suddenly, all the ones that she had been letting out burst from the closet and then a huge whirring sound could be heard. Someone said that the others had escaped, the bad ones. They had somehow broken out from somewhere in the attic and come out of a window and off the roof. But no, they didn't just run away. They started to come back into the house and broke windows to get in. They looked like a lot of angry cats and sometimes also appeared as people.
In this confusion I knew they were out to kill the old woman for imprisoning them inside the closet and so I told my husband that we had to leave right away. So we were gathering up our things, which for some reason included some important documents, folders, papers and a laptop. All of this was heavy and I couldn't carry it all so I told him to get the rest and to get to the jeep.
I ran outside to the car and a lot of these people followed me. I opened up the front or side door and people were jumping inside or trying to prevent me from getting inside. I finally punched and kicked my way into the seat and tried to shut the door and lock it. By this time, the jeep had morphed into a helicopter. I have no idea where Scott is at this time, and I've already figured they would burn the old woman alive.
Unfortunately, I didn't stay asleep long enough to finish the dream so I have no idea if Scott made it out alive or not, or whether we managed to escape or not.
I think I forgot most of the dream due to being jerked out of sleep by someone wrenching open my door.
The only part I can remember now is arriving at my old house (not this one) with Scott and finding some old woman lived there. There were also a lot of other people. The only woman put everyone else inside a closet for different reasons depending on who they were.
Good people (I think like children and the people who were called unicorns...) were just placed in there until a certain time when she would release them to be free under the condition that they completely left the area.
The other people, I'm assuming bad or otherwise, were supposed to die down there. I think they were represented by cats.
This dream is sorta like the movie "The People Under the Stairs". I didn't really know what was going on with these people. The area where they were supposed to be was a tiny closet that had been under the stairs. In my dream I would walk past it and I would only see a large, empty, tiled closet. It actually looked like a pale yellow shower but not. Idunno.
The old woman herself was very eccentric but I didn't get a bad feeling off her. She wasn't really the wicked witch type; but keeping people in a closet makes you wonder.
I think the dream really started to kick off when I was sent to put something upstairs in the attic. As I climbed the stairs I could hear things like crying, screaming, whimpering; just plain sounds of horror and suffering. I tried to ignore this and finished up my business and quickly made my way back down the steps. With each step the cries could still be heard, and only after I stepped off the steps did the cries cease.
Later on the old woman just opened up the closet door and said it was time to let the good ones out. One of the children that left the closet was a boy about the age of 11 or 12. He seemed very familiar and I might have met him somewhere in the dream, maybe even before he was placed in the closet.
I think he may have asked me how I was doing, and he might have been a little sarcastic. One thing I do remember him saying was something to the effect of "Once you've been down there for a long time, the things that you have to deal with out here [not in the closet] seem like nothing."
He and a couple of others left but a few more were just sitting the in closet, either waiting to be called out or for some other reason; they just didn't leave. I got a bad feeling about this.
Suddenly, all the ones that she had been letting out burst from the closet and then a huge whirring sound could be heard. Someone said that the others had escaped, the bad ones. They had somehow broken out from somewhere in the attic and come out of a window and off the roof. But no, they didn't just run away. They started to come back into the house and broke windows to get in. They looked like a lot of angry cats and sometimes also appeared as people.
In this confusion I knew they were out to kill the old woman for imprisoning them inside the closet and so I told my husband that we had to leave right away. So we were gathering up our things, which for some reason included some important documents, folders, papers and a laptop. All of this was heavy and I couldn't carry it all so I told him to get the rest and to get to the jeep.
I ran outside to the car and a lot of these people followed me. I opened up the front or side door and people were jumping inside or trying to prevent me from getting inside. I finally punched and kicked my way into the seat and tried to shut the door and lock it. By this time, the jeep had morphed into a helicopter. I have no idea where Scott is at this time, and I've already figured they would burn the old woman alive.
Unfortunately, I didn't stay asleep long enough to finish the dream so I have no idea if Scott made it out alive or not, or whether we managed to escape or not.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Traveling and Animals
- school
- building
- clothing
- driving
- food
- owl
- leopard
- lion
- plants
- greenhouse
- trucks
- people
- planting
- hawk
- some old man
- shooting
- hidden chefs
Mainly a dream about running around and not actually stopping in one place for very long. I went from school, to a building across the street from it, discovered someone who had stolen clothes and hidden them there. I think for some reason I needed to change clothes or I needed clothes because I started to pick them up and put them in my bag. The guy that had stolen them came back and I think he got mad. The police showed up soon and took him away and I slipped away unnoticed.
On the other side of the building was a group of I guess ninja chefs. I think they were trying to get me to join them, but I decided not to and I think I started home. I went to two restaurants and got enough to eat for my family. I think there was something odd about this as well because the people in the restaurant thought it was strange that I had stopped by two of the same chain of restaurants to order food. I did have a reason and it was well thought out, but right now I don't remember what the reason was.
I went back home and this is where I discovered my mom had taken our greenhouse and was trying to sell plants from the inside. I think I was upset about this because I think a lot of my own plants were sitting outside of the greenhouse and I think I had just bought quite a few young plants (or they just appeared and I accepted that I had just bought them). I asked my mom where I was supposed to put my plants and I don't remember what her answer was, but I'm sure it wasn't very helpful.
I met some strange guy outside by the front of the house who was trying to fix his truck. I've never seen him before. Oddly enough my jeep was parked behind his truck and I wondered how he got his truck in between my jeep and my parents van. I looked at my jeep and discovered that the back bumper was missing. I questioned the guy about this and he denied any knowledge about it.
I think he turned into a hawk because I saw a hawk later that was him (you know how in dreams you just know who someone is even though they may have morphed into someone else). He was feeding some chicks inside a pet carrier. Next to that pet carrier was another pet carrier with a sick owl inside. After feeding the chicks the hawk flew off and I was really sad for some reason.
When I wiped my eyes I saw a leopard (not a jaguar) stalking either me or the owl, he was just staring intently in my direction but I was right next to the owl. I screamed for help and someone that was working for my mom got out a shotgun and shot the leopard and it died. I walked up to the body and next to it was the body of a lioness or a young lion. I thought why did I ask him to shoot it. I regretted it, especially after seeing the lion's body. Luckily, the guy knew some magic and brought it back to life, but with a human consciousness. I'm not sure if the lion was also brought back to life.
I think there was a little more that happened after this but I woke up soon after, so the rest is a blur.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Sad dream
Last nights dreams was just kinda depressing.
Basically, somehow, the whole dream was about me spending a lot of time on vacation in this strange place that I have been before. I think it was a tropical place or somewhere by the sea. I remember visiting a museum that specialized in geology and paleontology. I think the first time I visited this museum I was more impressed, but this time around I got the feeling I was bored. Everyone I've known before was there. I can't really remember much else about this theme.
The next part of the, which was entwined within the entire thing, was me getting married to my husband again. This would be nice except for some reason he was split into two different people, twins. One twin was into technology and the other seemed to be into religion or spirituality. I spent most of the dream planning on marrying the one had I had married before. Unexpectedly, I think the one I was planning on marrying left. I don't remember if the other stayed or left the resort but I stayed.
Around the end of the dream (which was the really sad part) somehow I changed my mind to marry the other one. But the first one called me and told me he needed to speak to me, so I was like uh oh. I think he was going to plan the marriage or ask me to marry him formally. Either way, I was going to tell him when we met.
We all ended up meeting somewhere that had white patio furniture with large white umbrellas over the tables. I told him that I was going to marry the other twin and he was very upset. It was so sad. I didn't want to leave him behind because he was so familiar. I wondered what he was going to do now that things had changed. I think he even cried, but I'm not sure. I just know he was really sad.
At the end I ended up leaving with the other twin, wondering how he was going to step into the life his "brother" had left. Then I figured because they were twins, it wouldn't really matter much. (Flippant, I know, lol).
Throughout this entire dream I had a vague feeling of familiarity. I even wanted to keep both of the twins, even though (really) they were the same person. I have an idea what this dream might mean, but I'd rather not wake up feeling sad about it. Meh.
By the way that was just the summarized version, in case anyone was wondering. Which they probably weren't.
Basically, somehow, the whole dream was about me spending a lot of time on vacation in this strange place that I have been before. I think it was a tropical place or somewhere by the sea. I remember visiting a museum that specialized in geology and paleontology. I think the first time I visited this museum I was more impressed, but this time around I got the feeling I was bored. Everyone I've known before was there. I can't really remember much else about this theme.
The next part of the, which was entwined within the entire thing, was me getting married to my husband again. This would be nice except for some reason he was split into two different people, twins. One twin was into technology and the other seemed to be into religion or spirituality. I spent most of the dream planning on marrying the one had I had married before. Unexpectedly, I think the one I was planning on marrying left. I don't remember if the other stayed or left the resort but I stayed.
Around the end of the dream (which was the really sad part) somehow I changed my mind to marry the other one. But the first one called me and told me he needed to speak to me, so I was like uh oh. I think he was going to plan the marriage or ask me to marry him formally. Either way, I was going to tell him when we met.
We all ended up meeting somewhere that had white patio furniture with large white umbrellas over the tables. I told him that I was going to marry the other twin and he was very upset. It was so sad. I didn't want to leave him behind because he was so familiar. I wondered what he was going to do now that things had changed. I think he even cried, but I'm not sure. I just know he was really sad.
At the end I ended up leaving with the other twin, wondering how he was going to step into the life his "brother" had left. Then I figured because they were twins, it wouldn't really matter much. (Flippant, I know, lol).
Throughout this entire dream I had a vague feeling of familiarity. I even wanted to keep both of the twins, even though (really) they were the same person. I have an idea what this dream might mean, but I'd rather not wake up feeling sad about it. Meh.
By the way that was just the summarized version, in case anyone was wondering. Which they probably weren't.
Friday, January 29, 2010
Bunches of things
I slept a lot better last night, thanks to taking a melatonin. Anyway, my dreams were a jumbled mess; but I think they were rather random anyway. Things I saw:
I have no idea where I actually start remembering my dream(s) from last night. I vaguely remember being in a room that is a combination of my childhood house and my current one, well my bedroom at least. I get a puppy, but I forget who gives it to me. I remember having to sorta hide it because my mom doesn't like animals in the house. I don't name the puppy but I say "my little boy" but I find out that it's a girl dog but I don't change what I say. (lol)
I spend some time in my bedroom calling to the puppy while trying to hide it at the same time, but it mainly stays under my bed so it isn't much of a problem. Eventually the puppy makes a mess after I wake up the next day and as I am cleaning it up, I think my mom walks in.
Someone else walks in and exacts revenge on me. I don't really feel like describing it, but it ended up not working. I'm not really sure why this person did this. Emotions that ensued: surprise, anxiety, sadness, feeling of betrayal, and then stubborn indifference.
Sometime later, I think I must have heard a sound of dogs barking outside. This usually means that they are trying to get at our cats so both my husband and I rush outside to protect them. What happens is a bunch of running around and trying to find the kittens they are trying to kill. Oddly enough the kittens are grown up cats in real life, but in my dream they are all kittens and hiding in the weird places the mother cat used to put them.
This is where I see weird things like kittens running out from under plants missing tails and another cat who appears mutilated giving birth to kittens that appear dead or like shiny round toys. This was actually a female cat we used to have but something killed her. She was ripped open and in pieces (so my nephew told me).
The kitten missing its tail kinda runs around sorta like it's drunk, but as I picked it up the tail grew back.
The tomatoes and bell peppers are things I fall into. For some reason in my dream my dad is growing these vegetables where you'd normally grown flowers; in some planters next to some steps leading up to our deck.
I'm not sure what happens first, but I do see people running on the street in front of our house in the middle of the night. I end up tracking some people down who I feel are doing things I don't agree with in a building somewhere. I've never been to this building in waking life or in dreams. I think what happens is this person I used to know disappeared and so I went to find him.
I ended up in this building where these people gathered from time to time, but I got the feeling they weren't very nice for the most part. I found a group of them meditating in a room with a person I've never seen before leading the meditation. He had somewhat long, wavy blond hair wearing loose fitting white clothing. When I walked over to them I felt as if these people were gathering together in secret and in protest; they didn't agree with what they others were doing. I felt that they were nervous to see me and I walked over to them. I must have appeared to be suspicious, dangerous or both; because they shifted a lot and the leader gave them a meaningful look and got up to meet me. This is where I stop in front of him as he stood up and I patted him on the head. I dunno.
The others come back and the person whom I was looking for also appears. He is upset and I go to comfort him and he tells me he was away because he was made to help his parents all day and couldn't come back (back to what I don't remember, but I think at the time I understood). I helped him do whatever it was he was doing, I think it was putting things up in a refrigerator, or organizing some plants on a counter top.
All in all just another set of weird dreams. I did enjoy the puppy bit, however.
- cats
- kittens
- a puppy
- cleaning up after puppy
- people I know
- people I don't know
- dogs
- bell peppers
- tomatoes
- my front yard
- my house
- street
- people mediating in a circle
- some exacting revenge on me
- animal abuse (implied)
- comforting people
- some empty house or warehouse
I have no idea where I actually start remembering my dream(s) from last night. I vaguely remember being in a room that is a combination of my childhood house and my current one, well my bedroom at least. I get a puppy, but I forget who gives it to me. I remember having to sorta hide it because my mom doesn't like animals in the house. I don't name the puppy but I say "my little boy" but I find out that it's a girl dog but I don't change what I say. (lol)
I spend some time in my bedroom calling to the puppy while trying to hide it at the same time, but it mainly stays under my bed so it isn't much of a problem. Eventually the puppy makes a mess after I wake up the next day and as I am cleaning it up, I think my mom walks in.
Someone else walks in and exacts revenge on me. I don't really feel like describing it, but it ended up not working. I'm not really sure why this person did this. Emotions that ensued: surprise, anxiety, sadness, feeling of betrayal, and then stubborn indifference.
Sometime later, I think I must have heard a sound of dogs barking outside. This usually means that they are trying to get at our cats so both my husband and I rush outside to protect them. What happens is a bunch of running around and trying to find the kittens they are trying to kill. Oddly enough the kittens are grown up cats in real life, but in my dream they are all kittens and hiding in the weird places the mother cat used to put them.
This is where I see weird things like kittens running out from under plants missing tails and another cat who appears mutilated giving birth to kittens that appear dead or like shiny round toys. This was actually a female cat we used to have but something killed her. She was ripped open and in pieces (so my nephew told me).
The kitten missing its tail kinda runs around sorta like it's drunk, but as I picked it up the tail grew back.
The tomatoes and bell peppers are things I fall into. For some reason in my dream my dad is growing these vegetables where you'd normally grown flowers; in some planters next to some steps leading up to our deck.
I'm not sure what happens first, but I do see people running on the street in front of our house in the middle of the night. I end up tracking some people down who I feel are doing things I don't agree with in a building somewhere. I've never been to this building in waking life or in dreams. I think what happens is this person I used to know disappeared and so I went to find him.
I ended up in this building where these people gathered from time to time, but I got the feeling they weren't very nice for the most part. I found a group of them meditating in a room with a person I've never seen before leading the meditation. He had somewhat long, wavy blond hair wearing loose fitting white clothing. When I walked over to them I felt as if these people were gathering together in secret and in protest; they didn't agree with what they others were doing. I felt that they were nervous to see me and I walked over to them. I must have appeared to be suspicious, dangerous or both; because they shifted a lot and the leader gave them a meaningful look and got up to meet me. This is where I stop in front of him as he stood up and I patted him on the head. I dunno.
The others come back and the person whom I was looking for also appears. He is upset and I go to comfort him and he tells me he was away because he was made to help his parents all day and couldn't come back (back to what I don't remember, but I think at the time I understood). I helped him do whatever it was he was doing, I think it was putting things up in a refrigerator, or organizing some plants on a counter top.
All in all just another set of weird dreams. I did enjoy the puppy bit, however.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Dreams about a pool, a river and a building
I'm going to try to post anyway, even though I can't really remember much of what I dreamed. In a case like this instead of posting a story, I think I'll post images of things I saw.
A note about the pool:
In my dream, a Japanese company owned the pool. The pool itself is just a round blue above ground one that a lot of people may have seen in people's yards. Apparently only the pool was owned, while the surrounded area was owned by someone else who was quite upset that a Japanese company had control of the pool and would only let people use it if they paid. I should also note that when I first saw this pool, it appeared to be clean and clear, but my vision was somewhat blurry. As my vision sharpened, it turned out the pool was dirty and green.
I can't really add much more due to the fact that the internet was down 'til about now, and I can't remember anything else.
- a pool with green water
- a river running up the side of a mountain, with white water and rock
- some family
- some other people I know
- a catalog of things that could be ordered
- a tall white building or house with windows overlooking Mexico
- a separate river bank, one next to a river that was very easy going and beautiful
A note about the pool:
In my dream, a Japanese company owned the pool. The pool itself is just a round blue above ground one that a lot of people may have seen in people's yards. Apparently only the pool was owned, while the surrounded area was owned by someone else who was quite upset that a Japanese company had control of the pool and would only let people use it if they paid. I should also note that when I first saw this pool, it appeared to be clean and clear, but my vision was somewhat blurry. As my vision sharpened, it turned out the pool was dirty and green.
I can't really add much more due to the fact that the internet was down 'til about now, and I can't remember anything else.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Unfortunate (lengthy) first post.
So.
I am pretty sure that I had some dreams last night. Normally I have no trouble recalling what I dreamed about but this time I had some problems sleeping.
Sometimes, something will wake me up in the middle of the night and I have problems falling back to sleep. I guess it doesn't help that I am a pretty light sleeper.
For me to actually sleep, I have to:
be cold, be entirely covered up, have some sort of noise in the background, be in an entirely dark room, everything that should have been done before laying down should be done (I can NOT go to sleep unless the kitchen is cleaned for the most part, unless I'm dead tired); pillows, sheets, and blankets must be in particular spots. I guess you could say I'm a fussy sleeper.
Now the noise I had for last night had been the History channel; my husband Scott and I were watching something about Jesse James and his buried treasure and we both just fell asleep. Normally I have an audio book playing but he really wanted to see what happened with the treasure. Cute. :)
I guess after that show there was something with loud noises and high pitches and it woke me up, which was the first time, but it didn't really bother me. I just changed the channel to something I figured wouldn't bother me as much, Animal Planet, and I turned the volume down as well; at least enough to where I can hear the fan pretty well. I went right back to sleep for the most part and then some weird noise woke me up around 3:26 am.
OK, I have no idea why but this noise made me really nervous. I've had weird things happen in this house, and I've had a few weird things wake me up.
For example: (mini story incoming)
After going to sleep one night to the sounds of a rain forest CD, I woke up to a man talking in the room. I have no idea why I woke up. I remember the time was about 5 am, because I looked at the clock when my eyes opened.
At first I wasn't really bothered by hearing a man because normally, like I've mentioned before, I have an audio book playing, but usually from the computer right next to the CD player, but I did have part of an audio book in the CD player as it can hold 6 discs.
I was actually kind of annoyed because I had the rain forest CD on repeat so it would just play over and over again, but then I was hearing the man talking and I thought "ugh, something must have gone wrong and it went to the next disc, so now I'm going to have to get up and fix it". I was about to get up when I realized that the man was talking over the rain forest CD, which was still quite happily playing rain and jungle sounds at me.
I can't really remember anything that he said, all I can remember was that his voice was very gentle and calm sounding, and it sounded just like someone standing in the room talking. The last word I do remember him say was "tenderness".
He didn't talk very long, I'd say maybe 3-4 sentences at most. I didn't feel threatened or anything, just spooked. For good measure, I checked to see if the radio had been playing, or my computer magically loaded an audio book on its own. Nothing of the sort had happened.
Other examples include hearing my mothers voice call my name and I go to see what she wants and she's not even home. One time that happened and I realized this, and like less than 5 mins later my parents arrived home.
Now back to last night. Normally stuff like that doesn't really bother me. But the noise just made me very uneasy. I just felt like something was in the room, plain and simple. I'd have to say that as far as psychic and mediumistic abilities go, I'm pretty much as dense as a brick. I'm guessing that's why last night bothered me so much because for once I could feel something. I'm not easily spooked as well, and I don't think that every little noise I hear is something. After feeling that though, I tried to get my husband to come closer to me but he was being difficult so I just rolled up into a cocoon in my blankets. I kept feeling that feeling and now everything I was hearing was making me nervous so finally I got up and turned on an audio book and made sure all the lights were covered up and turned off the TV. Oddly enough, the complete darkness makes me feel secure.
I realized that because of all this I forgot whatever dreams I had been having and I even overslept. ; ; All I get to do now is write this ridiculously long post and try again tonight.
I am pretty sure that I had some dreams last night. Normally I have no trouble recalling what I dreamed about but this time I had some problems sleeping.
Sometimes, something will wake me up in the middle of the night and I have problems falling back to sleep. I guess it doesn't help that I am a pretty light sleeper.
For me to actually sleep, I have to:
be cold, be entirely covered up, have some sort of noise in the background, be in an entirely dark room, everything that should have been done before laying down should be done (I can NOT go to sleep unless the kitchen is cleaned for the most part, unless I'm dead tired); pillows, sheets, and blankets must be in particular spots. I guess you could say I'm a fussy sleeper.
Now the noise I had for last night had been the History channel; my husband Scott and I were watching something about Jesse James and his buried treasure and we both just fell asleep. Normally I have an audio book playing but he really wanted to see what happened with the treasure. Cute. :)
I guess after that show there was something with loud noises and high pitches and it woke me up, which was the first time, but it didn't really bother me. I just changed the channel to something I figured wouldn't bother me as much, Animal Planet, and I turned the volume down as well; at least enough to where I can hear the fan pretty well. I went right back to sleep for the most part and then some weird noise woke me up around 3:26 am.
OK, I have no idea why but this noise made me really nervous. I've had weird things happen in this house, and I've had a few weird things wake me up.
For example: (mini story incoming)
After going to sleep one night to the sounds of a rain forest CD, I woke up to a man talking in the room. I have no idea why I woke up. I remember the time was about 5 am, because I looked at the clock when my eyes opened.
At first I wasn't really bothered by hearing a man because normally, like I've mentioned before, I have an audio book playing, but usually from the computer right next to the CD player, but I did have part of an audio book in the CD player as it can hold 6 discs.
I was actually kind of annoyed because I had the rain forest CD on repeat so it would just play over and over again, but then I was hearing the man talking and I thought "ugh, something must have gone wrong and it went to the next disc, so now I'm going to have to get up and fix it". I was about to get up when I realized that the man was talking over the rain forest CD, which was still quite happily playing rain and jungle sounds at me.
I can't really remember anything that he said, all I can remember was that his voice was very gentle and calm sounding, and it sounded just like someone standing in the room talking. The last word I do remember him say was "tenderness".
He didn't talk very long, I'd say maybe 3-4 sentences at most. I didn't feel threatened or anything, just spooked. For good measure, I checked to see if the radio had been playing, or my computer magically loaded an audio book on its own. Nothing of the sort had happened.
Other examples include hearing my mothers voice call my name and I go to see what she wants and she's not even home. One time that happened and I realized this, and like less than 5 mins later my parents arrived home.
Now back to last night. Normally stuff like that doesn't really bother me. But the noise just made me very uneasy. I just felt like something was in the room, plain and simple. I'd have to say that as far as psychic and mediumistic abilities go, I'm pretty much as dense as a brick. I'm guessing that's why last night bothered me so much because for once I could feel something. I'm not easily spooked as well, and I don't think that every little noise I hear is something. After feeling that though, I tried to get my husband to come closer to me but he was being difficult so I just rolled up into a cocoon in my blankets. I kept feeling that feeling and now everything I was hearing was making me nervous so finally I got up and turned on an audio book and made sure all the lights were covered up and turned off the TV. Oddly enough, the complete darkness makes me feel secure.
I realized that because of all this I forgot whatever dreams I had been having and I even overslept. ; ; All I get to do now is write this ridiculously long post and try again tonight.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
A blog for my dreams
So I have yet another blog, but not simply because I thought it would be cute to post my nocturnal gnashings for all to see, but because something told me that I should start one today. Yes. I had a feeling.
The purpose of this blog is to try to record whatever dreams I may have the night prior to writing in this blog, but I pretty much know most of it won't make any sense. Only sometimes do my dreams seem linear, or I remember enough of them for the to be written as such. I have a feeling I will be using the word 'something' quite a bit in a few entries. I just know it.
What I hope to accomplish is to find some themes, or meanings in some of my more epic fancies, especially those that seem to reoccur from time to time. I've noticed that I can remember being in a dream that I was in before many years after having it, even going so far as to know the environment, people, and events that happened, and changing them so as not to repeat something I consider to be a mistake this time around.
This all interests me, and I can't seem to find anything specific about this anywhere on the net, or maybe I'm just too lazy to enter in the right search words into Google. I tend to only browse the first page or two then give it up as a lost cause.
In any case, my primary interests are my inner workings, and finding (if any) significance to my ever expanding dreamverse. (No that is not a word, but NOW it is. Why? Because I say so.)
The purpose of this blog is to try to record whatever dreams I may have the night prior to writing in this blog, but I pretty much know most of it won't make any sense. Only sometimes do my dreams seem linear, or I remember enough of them for the to be written as such. I have a feeling I will be using the word 'something' quite a bit in a few entries. I just know it.
What I hope to accomplish is to find some themes, or meanings in some of my more epic fancies, especially those that seem to reoccur from time to time. I've noticed that I can remember being in a dream that I was in before many years after having it, even going so far as to know the environment, people, and events that happened, and changing them so as not to repeat something I consider to be a mistake this time around.
This all interests me, and I can't seem to find anything specific about this anywhere on the net, or maybe I'm just too lazy to enter in the right search words into Google. I tend to only browse the first page or two then give it up as a lost cause.
In any case, my primary interests are my inner workings, and finding (if any) significance to my ever expanding dreamverse. (No that is not a word, but NOW it is. Why? Because I say so.)
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