| dream 05.26.09 |
[May. 26th, 2009|10:04 am] |
I was sleeping on Dan's couch on my visit to Chicago. It was awkward and I woke up a lot in the middle of my dreams. This lead to some interesting twists.
The first one was a sex dream....I won't get into the details of that. The second had me back at work at my old bank. It was dreadful. I never want to be in that world again. In the dream I was sneaking in to get my new work schedule and trying to avoid some of my old coworkers that were still there. I went in after hours only to find they were having a party so everyone was there.
I woke up and finished a glass of coke that was on the coffee table. I returned to the bank only to find myself locked in and empty office.
I woke up again and got a drink of water.
Back in my dream state I was now redesigning Dan's apartment. I was visiting a showroom that had these interesting clay busts, somewhat two dimensional heads. One side was a profile of a person, the other side was a puzzle of images that were a story about what the person was thinking. You could remove the elements and put them back inside the head in a different order. I took down one of the heads only to cause the other one to loose balance. I was trying to support the self of items so they would not fall and the people I was with would not help me.
I woke up and fell back asleep.
There was some other dream about aliens but I forget the details. And then I had another dream where I was peeling the skin off the bottom of my feet. That was less stressful than working at the bank again. |
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| Dream 04.17.08 |
[Apr. 17th, 2009|08:34 am] |
This morning I had a horrible dream about having MRSA in my chin. My skin became translucent and you could see a huge pocket of goo inside my face. In the dream I woke up like nay other day, went to the bathroom to shower and looked in the mirror to discover this. I spent the entire dream wondering if I should call in sick to work. |
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| Dream 03.20.09 |
[Mar. 20th, 2009|11:31 am] |
Last night I dreamt that 4 years worth of rent were automatically charged to my visa card. |
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| Dream 02.22.09 |
[Feb. 22nd, 2009|09:45 am] |
I just had a dream in the format of a narrated british education type show. The subject was about meat. In it the narrator stated "We all know where to get the finest exotic meats". As it named of items like duck, alligator and "quadril" (completely made up) the show displayed menus from fast food restaurants showing items made from these meats. The menu for duck displayed a cartoon like duck that dressed like and aviator called nicknamed "Duka". Each menu had a bizarre ethnic association attached to that had no real connection to the type of food. The duck menu was all in spanish.
Then the narrator asked "But do you know where to get Monkey?". I found myself in a fast food restaurant examining another menu. A woman came out and asked what I'd like and I told here I was just checking. The narrator of the show said to at least try a sample and the lady began to prepare me a snack. I watched as she used tongs to pull out what looked like a over cooked deep fried cheese stick from a tray. She placed it on a bun like a hot dog and handed it to me.
I examined the too closely. One end of the fried item looked like it had a smashed fingernail attached to it. I gagged and woke up. |
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| Dream 01.30.09 |
[Jan. 30th, 2009|09:15 am] |
For me to properly recall my dreams when I wake up I have to have been slightly awake when I was sleeping...if that makes sense. For the most part I can kind of keep myself at some point where I can manipulate my dreams but as I become more active in them it pushes me to wake up.
One thing that does keep me in that aware state is pain. Right now my stomach is pretty upset. This kept me in a between state all last night. After work I went directly to bed and I slept from 6pm until 6am this morning. I think I dreamt the entire time and you know what the majority of the dream was? It was about putting items into my bags in World of Warcraft.
My entire night was in video game format. I spent 12 hours moving items from one bag to another. My whole dream was the WoW interface complete with sound. I clicked and clicked and clicked. I'd wake up and try to shake it but then when I fell back asleep I'd start all over again. |
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| dream 01.16.09 |
[Jan. 16th, 2009|09:03 am] |
I was staying at a house owned by two LJers. The entire floor of the house was made of windows much like a greenhouse and I was trying to change my clothes. I was wearing nothing but a shirt when I realized everyone on the outside could see me. I wound up crawling on the floor to an area of the room that was sheltered from the outside.
Once I was dressed I realized I had not showered. My hosts told me there was guest showers in the basement but someone was in there already. I entered the shower and found a man and woman in the shower. He was bathing and she was fully clothed and arguing with him. He allowed me to use the shower but they stayed and continued to fight.
When I looked in the mirror my skin was covered with large patches of green spots. |
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| Dream 01.14.09 |
[Jan. 14th, 2009|09:35 am] |
This morning I had a dream that the garage door broke.....and that it was made of many layers of human skin. |
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| Dream 01.12.09 |
[Jan. 12th, 2009|07:30 am] |
Since I arrived I have had several pretty major dreams but this morning's dream was out of control.
It started with me on a small cart with several other people. We had been picked up at the airport and were being driving to the gate to collect our things. The driver got lost and we were now driving on back roads in the city. Eventually he tried to drive up a road that was too steep and he lost control of the cart. He drove into a light pole and destroyed the cart and began to run away. Me and another passenger chased him and waited for help.
We all wound up back at the airport but it was the wrong gate and I was stuck once again waiting. A small group of people had food and were having a party. They had set up their food pot luck style on a counter and the food was beginning to go bad. I kept trying to clean it up and unplug hot plates but more and more food kept appearing and eventually I started to freak out because no one was coming for me.
I began to yell. I was having another paralysis dream.
I kept yelling until I woke up. I was in bed with Mike and Gar. Mike said that was a stressful way to wake up. Gar rolled over to talk to me and then I realized the room was not right. This wasn't Gar and Mike I was with. I climbed out of bed and the other two men followed me. My arm was bandaged and my side was sore to the touch. There were other men here as well. They all began to speak to me as if I was supposed to be there and treat me as if I had been sick.
In my head I was able to calculate that these men had drugged me and taken me from the airport. I began to try to figure out how to escape but played along with the others until I could figure something out. I managed to find a pair of needle nose pliers and I stuck them into the neck of one of the guys holding onto me. Another man can to help and I stabbed him as well and managed to yank out some of his muscle. I eventually made it out the front door and woke up for real.
I was still startled by the dream and had no idea where I was until I saw the mirror on the wall. I still have yet to get on my plane for home. I'm ready to get the hell out of here. |
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| Dream 2008.12.07 |
[Dec. 8th, 2008|10:24 am] |
Sunday morning I had the following dream...
I was riding on a motorcycle, full leather, quite butch. On the highway I was traveling there were many other men on motorbikes traveling back and forth. I also had a passenger, a fluffy white toy poodle that sat on my lap as I drove.
Another rather burly biker pulled up along side of me and looked at the poodle and then back at me. "I have some questions for you" he stated.
"I have some myself" I mumbled in return. |
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| Dreams over the past week |
[Nov. 8th, 2008|10:56 am] |
Because of the medication and worry being pumped into me I've had some rather vicious dreams over the past week. They've been pretty intense.
The worst, I found myself entering data in a spreadsheet. That's all. This dream went on and on and on even after I woke up and fell back asleep. It was dreadful.
In another I had my left arm removed. I was trying to figure out how to throw pottery with and type code with one hand.
I dreamt of building a perfect website for a client but then when I woke up I discovered I didn't have any of the right fonts.
Also , after a discussion with a friend about a guy with a big dick, I dreamt I was blowing said guy. Since I never met him the guy in the dream had no face which was rather creepy but apparently the task at hand was very important so I didn't let it bother me much.
Thankfully many of the others have just faded away. They were mainly intense flashes of faces and places. I know I had another cottage dream. I find myself there a lot. I think I was having about three to four different dreams a night at the hospital because of outside activity waking me. |
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| Dream 09.23.08 |
[Sep. 23rd, 2008|12:45 pm] |
This morning i dreamt I had long hair and it was various shades of blue. I was also in my old hometown looking for a building that I know does not exist there. There was sex as well but only over the phone. |
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| Dream 09.21.08 |
[Sep. 21st, 2008|10:44 pm] |
In the dream I was at my cottage with two other LiveJournalers. We were working on some computer coding, developing programs of some sort. One of the men had typed up a program that I then had to burn to a DVD to run. It was making the picture on the TV fail, it was warping in and out of view. At first we thought it was the TV failing but the other person with us soon realized the computer code the other had typed up was causing the TV to fail. He pulled me into another room to talk about the issue and to help the other feel better about the program failing. As we spoke we started to kiss but each time I leaned I'd begin to fall asleep. He kept stopping and pulling small squares of paper out of his mouth. Eventually we returned to the main part of the house where I took out a plastic cup full of forks down from the cupboard. I spilled the forks onto the floor and had to clean each one by hand. |
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| dream 08.25.08 |
[Aug. 25th, 2008|05:18 pm] |
I was in a hospital, lots of us were. I was in fine shape. I'm not really sure why I was there but I was waiting on test results of some sort. I was in a room where my mother was resting in a hospital bed. She was asleep and I was happy to see her resting. There was no sense of concern.
The dream stuck with me all day. I figured my brain was telling me something so I gave her a call just to check in.
"Oh, I'm glad you called. You know I woke up in the middle of the night thinking about you. You need to go back to school and get a teaching certificate or something."
"er.....I was just going to tell you I'm teaching a course this semester. Weird, I called you because of dream I had about you in a hospital."
"Huh."
"Huh."
"Oh, and don't eat any Canadian sandwich meat." |
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| Dream 08.17.08 |
[Aug. 17th, 2008|09:20 am] |
I dreamt I loaded my digital camera with regular 35mm film. I took one or two regular pictures but then decide to waste the film taking a bunch of pictures of myself naked. I had the camera set up to take multiple pictures and was just shooting at random angles. When The film ran out I decided to just destroy the film and get rid of the images. I opened up the film and unrolled it to expose it to light. As I did I noticed there were already other pictures on the roll. There was some sort of sporting event and large parade. At the end of the roll the nude pictures of myself were actually quite artistic. I figured I could still save the film after all and I tried to roll the film back up into the cylinder. The film kept doubling in size. The longer it was exposed the larger the film was getting. I kept trying to refold the film to fit but it was also changing into canvas. The canvas, since it was not developed correctly was also brittle and was beginning to tear. |
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| dream 08.16.08 |
[Aug. 16th, 2008|08:32 am] |
Gar, Matt and I had driven into an old part of town. None of us had an idea where to go so we went to this very high end mall that had been around for years. Inside everyone was dressed very proper. I felt out of place because I was in jeans and a t-shirt. The patrons looks at us as if we were a novelty.
The mall kept shifting out of phase into another place. It would appear as a mall, then as an alley filled with boxes. When it looked like an alley items from the mall would still be in the same place but look worn out and old. The people would vanish as well except for one very angry man who was trying to fix items that were laying around. Matt and Gar would shift in and out with me. I began to think I was asleep and I could not figure out which place was my true reality.
I walked up to a glass top table and began throwing stones at it to break it. The mall quickly shifted back to its normal look and everyone began to ran including Gar, Matt and myself. We ran to the outside where people were filling the street and screaming about an attack. People were calling the police on their cell phones to come arrest me. I kept yelling to Matt that I could not tell if I was dreaming or if this was real. A woman said I would know in four weeks.
We hoped in my van to drive away but I lost control. I was trying to step on the breaks but we drove through a gate into a large estate and then into a garden. A number of women were there. They saw me get out of the car and then they ran and hid. When I walked around the garden I realized they were nuns and that they were not allowed to see men.
I grounds keeper approached us and I began to explain it was an accident that I was there. He said he was very excited for something new to happen. As we spoke the nuns came rushing to meet us. As they came closer I could see they all had the heads of animals like cows and pigs but their faces looked like ivory and stone and their bodies were made of papier-mâché. They were all very happy to see us and began to surround us. I panicked and pulled out my cell phone to call AAA for help. As I dialed the faces of the women changed. With each press of a button their eyes would open wider and wider as if triggered by the tones. |
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| Dream 08.13.2008 |
[Aug. 13th, 2008|08:24 am] |
I was dreaming about my hands, they were very dirty and covered in black paint. I was trying to scrape the paint off and it was suck under my nails. I then remembered in real time there was a nail brush in the bathroom and in my dream I said to myself "I'll clean my nails when I wake up". |
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| dream 08.11.08 |
[Aug. 11th, 2008|02:59 pm] |
My dream last night. I was on some sort of Project Runway type show but it was for visual artists. There was a group of us all in a huge studio with spaces defined where we could work. We had a goal, which I forget, and had to present our work in two days.
In real time I was kind of thinking I should get up and shower for work so in my dream I took off all my clothes except for my t-shirt. I was walking around the different spaces talking to the other artists and suddenly became aware that my cock flopping about might be offensive so I had this strip of denim fabric over my balls but really no one seemed to care.
I had decided to make miniature dioramas the theme for my body of work and for some reason decided I could wait a day to get started. The guy next to me was trimming off his body hair and gluing it to plaster models of fish as part of his presentation. His activities reminded me how naked I was and I left the room for different section of the studio.
Another artist asked me if I could help her critique her work. She had decided that the two of us thought very much alike and she wanted my opinion on her latest creations. She was making miniature scenes as well but hers were cast in silver and depicted tiny people trying to sit in different chairs. We were moving her pieces into a display area that was covered entirely in clear plastic pushpins. I kept dropping the tiny silver elements in between the pushpins and grumbling that there had to be a better way to display them.
Meanwhile I kept kicking third artist's artwork around the floor. The work was made up of different pieces of silverware that had been fused together and was supposed to portray how different couples deal with one another. Apparently her review did not go well and she threw all her work around the studio in anger. |
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| Dream 08.03.08 |
[Aug. 3rd, 2008|11:55 am] |
I had multiple dreams this morning.
The first was about me investigating a spaceship. When I approached it from the outside I was under the impression that it had been taken over by creatures much like the Zerg. I expected to find the interior filled with slime and bug like creatures. Once inside I discovered the entire place to be completely clean. I was in one of the main decks of the ship. It was a scientific craft for exploration. The area I was in was huge with vast storage spaces. It was completely empty of crew. I was unable to find any signs of life until I shined a light toward the ceiling. Long "roots" hung down and reacted tot he light. The began to reach for me. I finally realized that the roots were actually creatures living on the ceiling and they had snagged the entire crew and devoured them. I escaped to another level where I found a group of stranded people having a party. They realized they were trapped with no escape so they decided to use up the food reserves.
Part two found me at some sort of resort on the water. I was in a huge plaza overlooking a lake with a long bridge. The bridge connected the plaza to a small city on the other side of the lake. As I watched I notices small swirls of dust in the sky. The dust would appear and then small bits of ice would fall into the water. At first I was the only one to notice this happening. There was very little ice at first but then it began to happen more and more. A man began to walk out to the beach and I grabbed him to warn him. He ignored me and he was showered with small fragments of ice. he ran back to my side and we watched the sky.
The sky turned pale white as it it froze. Then cracks formed and huge fragments of ice began to fall around us. The chucks of ice were large enough to destroy the bridge and strand us. I grabbed a chuck of the ice. Itg was deep blue with tiny white squares inside. It looked man made.
I woke up then fell back asleep.
I returned to the plaza but it was now a huge mall. I was on my way to work (the fucking gap). My mother was with me, she worked at the store next door. The power was out in some sections of the mall because of the ice storm. I walked into my store and told my manager I had to change. I was in the back room waiting for other employees to leave so I could take off my pants, the bathroom was too small to change in. Everyone left but my manager and she said happy birthday. I thought that was cool of her to not have everyone involved and I thanked her. She left and then everyone began to return to the back room carrying presents. I asked who else's birthday it was an no one answered. They were trying to surprise me and I left the back room and waited up front where the power was still off. I remember being very happy my shoes match my outfit very well. |
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| Dream 07.31.08 |
[Jul. 31st, 2008|10:03 am] |
I was on a beach walking near the water. As I walked I saw a swarm of tiny green creatures that looked like leaves drifting in the surf. I reached into the water and waved my hand in the swarm. It turned out they were tiny leeches. The became attached to my hands.
I tried to peel them off but I knew they were leaving behind tiny teeth in the surface of my skin. I walked up to a small house on the beach and knocked on the door to ask for help. The woman inside was making soap and she led me back into her kitchen. She handed me a large chunk of putty that was heavily laced with peppermint. I rubbed the putty all over my hands and the tiny creatures fell off. |
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| Dream 07.23.08 |
[Jul. 23rd, 2008|08:57 am] |
I went to bed last night with a pretty fierce sinus headache. I think it kept me in a pretty lucid state because I was able to recall a lot more of my dream.
This morning I began to dream about zombies. I was in the basement of some university. Several other people were trapped down there for some reason. I'm not sure what was keeping us down there but we all knew we were stuck and others were on the way. A few of the other people were military of some sort. They knew of the zombie threat in the basement and were doing their best to kill off the attacks. But eventually there were only three of us left. Myself, a young girl and her boyfriend. I kept switching roles. Sometimes I was myself, other times I was the young girl. I would see things from her perspective. At one point the boyfriend freaked out and ran away saying he thought he was becoming a zombie.
The "dead" zombies had been encased in layers of hard plaster and resin in an effort to immobilize them. The bodies had been stacked so that the rescue crew could recover them and study them. Something caused the bodies to fall and the plaster broke. The zombies were free again.
We found a long ladder leading to an access point outside the college. We made our way up the long tunnel as we climbed I looked back and saw the boyfriend running away into the depths of the basement. We eventually reached the top of the ladder. We had to peal back layers and layers of wood and roofing to climb out onto the roof of a large building. Once we had escaped we found ourselves in one of the university offices where everyone seemed to be in a panic.
The power had gone out and staff members were speaking with campus security over radio. We tried to explain what was happening in the lower levels of the school but everyone was in a panic and ignored us. One of the security officers said they were going to go check the electrical system in the basement. Over the radio we could here another officer speaking of a student they had found that was delusional and going on about how he was dead.
I decided the best thing to do was get the hell out.
I found myself at a small store run by Michelle. She was in charge of events that took place there. She was busy setting up some equipment and told me to go into the back room until she was done. In the back room there was a large used record store run by an old man. He was watching his grandson who was sitting quietly at a table. The man asked me to paint some posters for him. I did so and began to layer on layers of enamel paint onto sections of board. The grandson kept reaching over to touch the paint. I knew the paint was poisonous and kept telling him not to get close. Eventually he got his finger into the orange paint and I had to run him over tot the sink to clean him off.
I decided I had had enough of this and went back to see what Michelle was doing.
In the front room Michelle had decorated the walls with black cloth and black garland. She was playing an organ and people were lining up to be seated. I was pushed into the line and tried my best to get a seat out of the way but wound up getting seated in the very center of everything. Everyone was seated and it was then announced that the weddings were to begin. They would start by picking people by their astrological sign. Male Cancers were picked first. I used this as my chance to get up and get out of the crowd. Michelle waved me over and we exited the building. It was dark out and people were running in a panic. I figured that more zombies had escaped from the basement and did my best to avoid going down town. |
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