Night of Wednesday September 2nd, 2019
This was one of the most vivid dreams I have had in a while, although I do not remember it all. It seemed to all fit together in a believable narrative and everything made sense. When I woke up, the dream had the quality of a memory, though I knew it could not be due to the fantastic details of the dream. I took a nap around noon the day after I had the dream and I was trying to remember the dream before I fell asleep. Then I had what seemed to be a continuation of the dream during the nap.
I do not remember there beginning of the dream. Of the first scene I remember, I only recall a few details. I was with a few other people and we were walking through a place that seemed similar to a mall. There was no roof but a bunch of buildings or rooms along a straight avenue. There was a lot of white and black; the walkways and benches and some of the walls were perfectly white and the doorways and other openings were perfectly black. I believe everyone around wore only black clothing. Indeed, I do not remember any other colors except for the blue sky. It was very bright and I do not remember any clouds. I do not remember what we were doing.
After a while we encountered the antagonists of the dream. I do not know who they were or what they wanted. They too wore all black, suits I think. The whole dream seemed similar to the Matrix at parts. I actually believe some of the antagonists wore earpieces like the agents in the Matrix.
Some time after our encounter with the enemy, I found myself in some bedroom. I do not know how I got there. There was one bed, a TV stand with a TV opposite the bed, a single window to the side of the bed and TV and a bathroom. I am not actually sure about the bathroom; I vaguely remember there being one but I have no memory of seeing it. There was no door. At some point, possibly immediately after appearing in the room, I realized the purpose of the room. Apparently I was being imprisoned in the room by the enemy. Also, I knew (I do not know how) that in the room were also hundreds to thousands of larvae that would someday grow into parasites that at least one of which would eventually infect me, at which point I would be practically brain dead. I would lose my ability to think for myself and my body would basically be a puppet for the enemy. I would be practically dead. This knowledge understandably saddened me but I could find no means to escape that outcome.
After my appearance in the room, the dream switched back and forth a number of times between me being with the people outside, running from the enemy, and the room. I do not know how I made these transits. As I said, there was no door to the room and how could I be simultaneously imprisoned by the enemy and running from them? These facts and others led me to believe that I was not actually leaving the room but that I was doing some sort of projection or something. Whether it was voluntary or involuntary I do not know. It may also have been something similar to the Matrix again where I was somehow entering a virtual world. I also think that the switch happened while I was asleep in the room.
One time when I was in the room, I was watching the television. There was some program on that may have been about nature. They depicted various creatures in the ocean. Each creature was eventually killed and eaten by a bigger creature. Eventually the creatures became obscenely large. The narrator was saying that there is always something bigger, a line stolen from Star Wars. They were also either implying or outright stating that animals are brutal, murderous and evil. I remember thinking that that was a ludicrous conclusion as animals are just trying to survive.
Eventually the larvae grew to a point where I could see them. They were small and fat, about the size of a peppercorn. They were a pale orange. They moved around like maggots on the bed. Some time after that in the outside world, there was an instance were one of my allies pushed someone of a ledge. Before the person hit the ground, a number of people (the enemy) came out from the shadows and caught him. For some reason, as I recalled this event while I was in the room, I regarded my ally’s actions as suspicious and was led to believe that he may be working for the enemy. For some reason, the other allies present and myself were alarmed that he would push the person to his death but after the person was saved we assumed (I have know idea why) that he knew that they were there and would save him. I wondered how he knew that the enemy was down there and would catch him. This all does not make sense to me now, though. If the person he pushed was an enemy, why would we care if he died? And if he was not an enemy but an ally, why would we not still be concerned that he pushed him? Was he not then in the hands of the enemy? I do, however, remember seeing him with an earpiece in that scene.
In the last scene I remember in the room (I believe it to actually be my last time there in the dream), the larvae had grown to the point where I believed them to be capable of infecting me. They look like little scorpions. They were everywhere. I remember standing on my toes on the bed moving around trying to avoid them. I eventually jumped off the bed but I had the same difficulties avoiding them as they were all over the floor as well. I eventually stopped worrying and accepted that I was going to die.
The next thing I remember is being outside again. I was alone walking somewhere when Rob Malkin found me. He is my manager’s manager in real life. He was the only person in the dream who did not wear all black. He wore a light grey t-shirt and blue jeans, typical attire for him in reality. For some reason I was incredibly relieved to see him, as if I thought he was going to save me from this predicament. He started to lead me somewhere and I followed without question. We went into a room with dark walls. My relief left when he told me “You’ve made this so much easier for us. Now we have you where we want you.” Mirrors appeared on the walls of the room. I quickly decided to catch Rob and stay close to him. I believe I thought if I knew where he was, I could follow him out of the room. I assumed once I lost sight of him I would be lost in the mirror house. I started running towards him and almost caught him. When he saw me coming he looked incredibly frightened and turned and ran towards the door at the other end of the room. He made it through before I got to him and when I went through the door, he was gone. I walked through the rooms trying to find an exit. There were at least three rooms in a line. There may have been rooms to the sides but I only went straight. At the end of the last room, there was no door. I looked to my left and saw the exit. I checked the wall and as I assumed, it was just the reflection of the exit. I looked on the other wall and found nothing. I then noticed there was a table in the middle of the room. They had mirrors pointing towards the left wall. I looked at the ceiling and there were mirrors pointing towards the back wall, the same wall where I had found no exit before. When I checked again, I found the exit.
The mirror house exit took me to a room with a giant window on the other end. Through it I noticed that we were in fact on a massive ship, like a cruise ship. It appeared I was in the control room. I also saw that another giant ship, which I assumed to be identical to the one I was on, was out in front. We appeared to be sailing through bad weather. The sky was dark, the wind was blowing furiously and the water was violently wavy. Then the other ship started to explode, starting from the end furthest from me. I do not know how I knew but the ship I was on was exploding in the same fashion. The feeling I got was that we were somehow in front of a giant mirror and the ship I saw was just the image of the ship I was on, but the timing was different. The other ship started to explode before my ship and indeed, I saw the control room on the other ship explode before the room I was in exploded.
I do not remember the ordering of the next two scenes and indeed they may have occurred simultaneously, just as I was in the room and outside of the room simultaneously. One scene was of me in the ocean and the other was of Rob speaking to me. While I was in the water, I remember hearing someone speaking to me, which suggests that the scenes happened at the same time, but I remember voices that were not Rob’s. It could have been the narrator’s voice from the TV show about ocean life.
In the water, I was taken by some force all around the ocean, sometimes in the water and other times over the water. I do not know how I got into the water. I do not remember the control room exploding so I do not know if I was flung into the water by it or if I somehow teleported or flew down there. Or this could have been another projection type thing, or maybe a vision. Or maybe I died in the explosion and this was my soul or something. Anyways, the force took me all around the ship. I do not remember it being damaged but it could have just been the top that was destroyed. And the ship was impractically large; it was the height of a 15 story building out of the water at least. I was also taken far enough from the ship that I could not see it, which must have been far given the size of it. I believe I also encountered at least one of the giant creatures from the television show. The waves were incredibly turbulent. During the whole trip, time was frozen so I saw all the details of the waves. They looked like dark crystal. The sky was dark grey and the water was a very dark blue. The shapes the waves made looked like thousands of tentacles and claws and teeth.
I do not remember all that Rob said to me but it was something about me having great potential and that I could become something great or do great things, I do not remember which. But from his words I gather that he was not actually allied with the enemy, either that or the enemy was not really my enemy. Either way, Rob was trying to help me I think. But whether this potential he spoke of was the more terrestrial version or if he was implying that I had powers of something I do not know. With the other events in the dream it could go either way.
I do not believe that is where the dream ended but that is the extent of my memories of it. But as I said, I had a sort of continuation of the dream in my nap. It was very short. I was in a dark room. The room was trapezoidal in shape and I was facing the smaller end. On that wall was a black circle I think. I was there to commune with god I think (little ‘g’ because I am rather sure that this is not supposed to be the God I believe in in reality)? I remember feeling very skeptical, thinking nothing was going to happen and this was a waste of time. I was lost in thought, about what I do not remember, when suddenly I realized that I was actually in the middle of a conversation with some being speaking through the dark circle, who I assumed was the god. I do not remember the conversation but I believe it was (obviously) about something of great importance, possibly something I was supposed to do. I was carrying on with the conversation very nonchalantly which I find strange given I was speaking to a god, one that I merely 30 seconds ago did not believe in. After he (it spoke in a masculine voice and the God I believe in is male so this being probably is as well) said what he needed to say, I turned to leave the room. He stopped me and gave me one more task. He told me to discover what he lost for us. By “us” I assume he meant the universe and by “for us” I assume he meant creating us, as if creating the universe rob him of some of his power or something. I remember being concerned about this because I felt my apathy for his loss would offend him. I already assumed that when (if) I discovered his loss I would be apathetic to it. But I also feared knowing what he lost for some reason.
Outside of the room was a bench and a chair. A number of people were already sitting on the bench talking amongst themselves. I sat down on the chair and began to read a book. I do not know where I got the book. By the way, the walls of the hallway were either a dark grey of a greyish red. My memories conflict on this. Anyways, after a while, one of the people on the bench, a male, said something and I jumped in the conversation with a response. I do not remember what he or I said. He responded to my comment and then carried on with his conversation. I eventually butt in again. He had said something about his art not being authentic, or some of his art not being as authentic as his other art. I responded that I thought he was wrong and that his drawing of dragons were more authentic because dragons are not real and so the art was a work of creativity or something. I cannot make any sense of it. Anyways, everyone looked at me like I was strange but also as if they were surprised at how wise I was. It was weird.
I believe this to be a continuation of the first dream simply because the mood and the feeling that it gave me were nearly identical.
Thursday, September 5, 2019
Monday, April 15, 2019
Dream: Angel's Room
Night of Wednesday April 10th, 2019
I do not remember most of this dream; it seems like it was a long one. I remember two scenes and an image.
The first scene involved me at the Anderson’s house. I very often dream of their house. Their house in my dreams is always significantly bigger than their actual house and in fact, significantly bigger than any house I have ever seen. It is different each time I see it in my dreams but usually there are at least four floors and it is somewhat maze like and a common theme is me getting lost or disoriented in the house. This time I do not remember much of the house. I believe I was visiting them for an extended period. I was looking for the room in which I would be sleeping somewhere on the second or third floor when Sister Kay found me and began to lead me to the first floor. When we got to the first floor and had walked a bit, I passed what must have been Angel’s room. She was in the room lying on the bed. I only saw a glimpse of her. When we passed the room I looked inside but when I saw that she might have been indecent I quickly looked away and kept walking. She was lying on her back with her feet towards the door which was wide open. She had on a shirt but it only covered the top part of her chest. I could see the bottom half of her breasts and her breasts were actually rather large (or maybe they were just not small). I did not know if her nipples were covered by the shirt. I think the shirt was red. I did not see if she had on bottoms. This all I saw in the single glimpse as I instinctively looked away as we walked passed the room. After a few steps, however, either she called me or I thought I saw her motion for me to come in the room in that glimpse. I walked back and entered the room. Interestingly, Sister Kay just kept on walking and I do not remember seeing her in the rest of the dream. As I stood at the edge of the bed, I could see that in fact her nipples were uncovered. I still do not know if she was wearing bottoms as I was rather focused on her breasts. She got up on her elbows. She said “I’ve been trying to get you into my room all day,” or something of the sort. I immediately turned around and closed the door. As I turned, I thought to myself that I should be leaving the room. I am married and even if I was not this is not right. But those thoughts were not strong enough to stop me. I do not remember getting in the bed but my next memories are of us almost spooning in the bed. At this point I believe she was completely naked but we we were just talking. I do not remember what about but it was definitely not a platonic conversation. At some point she said something, I think about herself, and I in response compared her to or mentioned Tanneese. She immediately curled up a little and went quiet. I thought this was a bit amusing. I may have teased her a little after that. At some point later on, possibly immediately after, I saw her body floating above me, still curled up in a ball. The room had gone and we were floating in some psychedelic red-purple haze. I could still feel the bed beneath me though I could not see it and her body looked as if she was still laying on the bed, as if the bed was above my head, and invisible. We were still talking as if everything was normal. That is all I remember of the scene.
The image I remember may actually be part of the last scene but I am not sure. The image is of someone sucking someone’s breast. I do not know if I was the one doing the sucking or if the breast belonged to Angel. I saw it in the third person but as I often see myself in the third person in my dreams, that does not give much information. But I do believe that there were other people around when it happened which makes me think that it was in another scene, unless people barged into Angel’s room on us.
The last scene I remember may or may not be completely unrelated to the other scenes. I do vaguely feel as though Angel was one of the participants but I am not at all sure. I do not remember much. There was a car or some vehicle in water, possibly a beach. The water was up to the windows. I am not sure if the vehicle was touching ground or if it was floating. I and a number of other people were around the vehicle in the water and sitting on the roof of the vehicle. It seems as though we were doing some training exercise but I do not know for what. I think I remember receiving instructions on what to do while there but I do not remember what they were. I remember that scene being quite long but I only remember images.
I do not remember most of this dream; it seems like it was a long one. I remember two scenes and an image.
The first scene involved me at the Anderson’s house. I very often dream of their house. Their house in my dreams is always significantly bigger than their actual house and in fact, significantly bigger than any house I have ever seen. It is different each time I see it in my dreams but usually there are at least four floors and it is somewhat maze like and a common theme is me getting lost or disoriented in the house. This time I do not remember much of the house. I believe I was visiting them for an extended period. I was looking for the room in which I would be sleeping somewhere on the second or third floor when Sister Kay found me and began to lead me to the first floor. When we got to the first floor and had walked a bit, I passed what must have been Angel’s room. She was in the room lying on the bed. I only saw a glimpse of her. When we passed the room I looked inside but when I saw that she might have been indecent I quickly looked away and kept walking. She was lying on her back with her feet towards the door which was wide open. She had on a shirt but it only covered the top part of her chest. I could see the bottom half of her breasts and her breasts were actually rather large (or maybe they were just not small). I did not know if her nipples were covered by the shirt. I think the shirt was red. I did not see if she had on bottoms. This all I saw in the single glimpse as I instinctively looked away as we walked passed the room. After a few steps, however, either she called me or I thought I saw her motion for me to come in the room in that glimpse. I walked back and entered the room. Interestingly, Sister Kay just kept on walking and I do not remember seeing her in the rest of the dream. As I stood at the edge of the bed, I could see that in fact her nipples were uncovered. I still do not know if she was wearing bottoms as I was rather focused on her breasts. She got up on her elbows. She said “I’ve been trying to get you into my room all day,” or something of the sort. I immediately turned around and closed the door. As I turned, I thought to myself that I should be leaving the room. I am married and even if I was not this is not right. But those thoughts were not strong enough to stop me. I do not remember getting in the bed but my next memories are of us almost spooning in the bed. At this point I believe she was completely naked but we we were just talking. I do not remember what about but it was definitely not a platonic conversation. At some point she said something, I think about herself, and I in response compared her to or mentioned Tanneese. She immediately curled up a little and went quiet. I thought this was a bit amusing. I may have teased her a little after that. At some point later on, possibly immediately after, I saw her body floating above me, still curled up in a ball. The room had gone and we were floating in some psychedelic red-purple haze. I could still feel the bed beneath me though I could not see it and her body looked as if she was still laying on the bed, as if the bed was above my head, and invisible. We were still talking as if everything was normal. That is all I remember of the scene.
The image I remember may actually be part of the last scene but I am not sure. The image is of someone sucking someone’s breast. I do not know if I was the one doing the sucking or if the breast belonged to Angel. I saw it in the third person but as I often see myself in the third person in my dreams, that does not give much information. But I do believe that there were other people around when it happened which makes me think that it was in another scene, unless people barged into Angel’s room on us.
The last scene I remember may or may not be completely unrelated to the other scenes. I do vaguely feel as though Angel was one of the participants but I am not at all sure. I do not remember much. There was a car or some vehicle in water, possibly a beach. The water was up to the windows. I am not sure if the vehicle was touching ground or if it was floating. I and a number of other people were around the vehicle in the water and sitting on the roof of the vehicle. It seems as though we were doing some training exercise but I do not know for what. I think I remember receiving instructions on what to do while there but I do not remember what they were. I remember that scene being quite long but I only remember images.
Saturday, February 17, 2018
Dream: Dick Move
My dreams are screwing with me.
I have had many dreams about Kalifa (mostly bad dreams). I have definitely dreamt about Lifa more than anyone else ever. And in all those dreams, it has been pretty much a law that I never get anywhere with her. We have never been more than friends. I have never kissed her. In all of my dreams about Angel, she has not even so much as hugged me. That is just how it has always been. I don't get to kiss Angel, not in real life and not in my dreams. And that was frustrating at the time. Words cannot express how much I wanted her. But my dreams dangled her in front of me like a carrot. And now it has been eight years since I fell for her and I'm over it. I have a child now. I am married now. And yes I still dream about her every now and then but even in my dreams I am over her. And that's that. I live my married life on the other side of the state, content to not be assaulted by the constant hunger I had for Lifa. But after over eight years, after I have finally gotten her out of my head (for the most part; I'll be honest) what happens?
She kissed me.
What the fuck, man. Who writes the script for these dreams? Can I call you Jack? I'm gonna call you Jack. That was a dick move, Jack. DICK... MOVE. Why now of all times. Can't you just let me be comfortable (okay just maybe not uncomfortable... not very uncomfortable)? I've been thinking about her all day. And I don't think it'll go away. I should punch you in the face. You've got me listening to love songs in the car, Jack. You've got me daydreaming at work, Jack. I don't have time for this, Jack. I've got other things to worry about.
Well, as usual, I do not remember how this dream began or ended. The difference is that I suspect that there may not have been a beginning or an end. Lifa might have just hit me with a kiss and run. Dick move, Jack. Anyways, I was with most of the Eliathah crew outside in the daytime. It was very bright. It looked almost like a school campus, a little bit like Forest Lake Academy. We were all standing together in an almost circular form. Angel was somewhere to my left, not right next to me but close. Then she slowly came over to me. She said something, maybe "Come here" maybe "I need to show you something". She looked unsure of herself, almost shy. Did you have to give her such a cute expression, Jack. When have we ever seen Lifa being shy, Jack. That was a dick move, Jack. I was totally not expecting what happened. She almost jumped on me and pressed her lips against mine. And we stayed there like that for maybe two seconds. Then she started sucking on my lips. I did not know what to do. I knew I should have pushed her away but I has powerless against her. I wanted more. I hesitantly put my arm behind her, unsure if I should hold her. I finally decided to hold her and put my hand on her back. But the moment I put pressure she pushed away from me. What the hell, Jack. Carrot dangling Jack. She started slowly walking away from me backwards with the cutest look on her face; she might have been biting her lip. She said "I just wanted (maybe needed or had) to do that" and then turned and walked away. Did you have to make her act so unbearably cute, Jack? What are trying to do to me, Jack? She made me want more. She gave me hope where there is none. As she walked away I just stood there confused. Well maybe not confused exactly; I was more unsure of my future. I stood there regretting my life's decisions, wondering what to do next. I was strongly contemplating leaving my wife for a non insignificant period of time. I wanted more. I had wanted this for so long and now it was right there in front of me. You got me by the balls, Jack. And I don't even roll like that.
Anyways, I am quite sure the dream ends there. She just makes out with me in front of all her friends and family and leaves. End of story. Except I did have at least two other dreams that I remember nothing about. The first one may or may not have been at least a little tied to the kiss because I feel as though Chad was in it and if so, the whole crew was probably in it too. But I do know that is was intolerably depressing. I woke up after that dream (probably around midnight) and was ready to give up on life. I went back to sleep quickly and dreamed again. I think it was light and meaningless but when I did wake up the last time, I was so emotionally exhausted I could not get out of bed. I just laid there for about an hour. I did not even remember the kiss until I got up. But damn, Jack. You are a very mean person, Jack.
I have had many dreams about Kalifa (mostly bad dreams). I have definitely dreamt about Lifa more than anyone else ever. And in all those dreams, it has been pretty much a law that I never get anywhere with her. We have never been more than friends. I have never kissed her. In all of my dreams about Angel, she has not even so much as hugged me. That is just how it has always been. I don't get to kiss Angel, not in real life and not in my dreams. And that was frustrating at the time. Words cannot express how much I wanted her. But my dreams dangled her in front of me like a carrot. And now it has been eight years since I fell for her and I'm over it. I have a child now. I am married now. And yes I still dream about her every now and then but even in my dreams I am over her. And that's that. I live my married life on the other side of the state, content to not be assaulted by the constant hunger I had for Lifa. But after over eight years, after I have finally gotten her out of my head (for the most part; I'll be honest) what happens?
She kissed me.
What the fuck, man. Who writes the script for these dreams? Can I call you Jack? I'm gonna call you Jack. That was a dick move, Jack. DICK... MOVE. Why now of all times. Can't you just let me be comfortable (okay just maybe not uncomfortable... not very uncomfortable)? I've been thinking about her all day. And I don't think it'll go away. I should punch you in the face. You've got me listening to love songs in the car, Jack. You've got me daydreaming at work, Jack. I don't have time for this, Jack. I've got other things to worry about.
Well, as usual, I do not remember how this dream began or ended. The difference is that I suspect that there may not have been a beginning or an end. Lifa might have just hit me with a kiss and run. Dick move, Jack. Anyways, I was with most of the Eliathah crew outside in the daytime. It was very bright. It looked almost like a school campus, a little bit like Forest Lake Academy. We were all standing together in an almost circular form. Angel was somewhere to my left, not right next to me but close. Then she slowly came over to me. She said something, maybe "Come here" maybe "I need to show you something". She looked unsure of herself, almost shy. Did you have to give her such a cute expression, Jack. When have we ever seen Lifa being shy, Jack. That was a dick move, Jack. I was totally not expecting what happened. She almost jumped on me and pressed her lips against mine. And we stayed there like that for maybe two seconds. Then she started sucking on my lips. I did not know what to do. I knew I should have pushed her away but I has powerless against her. I wanted more. I hesitantly put my arm behind her, unsure if I should hold her. I finally decided to hold her and put my hand on her back. But the moment I put pressure she pushed away from me. What the hell, Jack. Carrot dangling Jack. She started slowly walking away from me backwards with the cutest look on her face; she might have been biting her lip. She said "I just wanted (maybe needed or had) to do that" and then turned and walked away. Did you have to make her act so unbearably cute, Jack? What are trying to do to me, Jack? She made me want more. She gave me hope where there is none. As she walked away I just stood there confused. Well maybe not confused exactly; I was more unsure of my future. I stood there regretting my life's decisions, wondering what to do next. I was strongly contemplating leaving my wife for a non insignificant period of time. I wanted more. I had wanted this for so long and now it was right there in front of me. You got me by the balls, Jack. And I don't even roll like that.
Anyways, I am quite sure the dream ends there. She just makes out with me in front of all her friends and family and leaves. End of story. Except I did have at least two other dreams that I remember nothing about. The first one may or may not have been at least a little tied to the kiss because I feel as though Chad was in it and if so, the whole crew was probably in it too. But I do know that is was intolerably depressing. I woke up after that dream (probably around midnight) and was ready to give up on life. I went back to sleep quickly and dreamed again. I think it was light and meaningless but when I did wake up the last time, I was so emotionally exhausted I could not get out of bed. I just laid there for about an hour. I did not even remember the kiss until I got up. But damn, Jack. You are a very mean person, Jack.
Monday, January 4, 2016
Dream: End of the World VI
Date: 04/01/2016
Description:
The dream starts out in the house on Bermar, where I live now, but with Dad, Mom, Nat and I living here. Nat looked young, like he did when we were at Plantation. I do not remember if it was the first scene of the dream but the first scene I remember is of Nat and me watching the news. There were reports of sinkholes appearing everywhere. Apparently something was happening with the water table. I do not know if they said that in the news or if I just figured that out. Anyways, I happened to look out the window and I saw water coming out of the ground. There was a puddle forming in the yard right in front of the window. I knew a sinkhole was forming under the house. I yelled “Everybody get out,” and “Sinkhole,” a couple of times. Nobody seemed to be moving. Mom and Dad were in there room. I ran to the door, opened it, but then went back for my laptop and then ran outside. As I exited, I heard an explosion come from underneath the house. I assumed it was either some water tank or maybe just the water breaking the earth. Anyways, I heard Mom yell what was that noise multiple times. I was running to safety when the sinkhole formed. There was a hole between me and the street and the ground I was standing on was giving way. I leapt across but did not make it. Instead, while still in the air, I got ready to punch my hand in the wall of dirt on the other side. I did so and slid down a distance. I know I climbed out but I do not remember doing it. I also do not remember how the rest of my family got out but they did. Interestingly enough, the house still stood where it was and the sinkhole was like a mote surrounding the house. Dad wanted to get something to use as a bridge to the house to get our things. There were ladders and fences lying around for some reason and we tried to use those. That did not work for some reason. The next scene I remember is of us driving down some street. Dad was driving. I think we were going to get supplies. Suddenly, we fell into a incredibly large sinkhole. It must have been a quarter mile deep. There were boulders at the bottom and we began to fall towards the bottom. I could hear from Dad’s voice that he thought we were going to die. I closed my eyes and started repenting. We fell for a long time, much longer than it should have taken. And I heard Dad making noises like he was trying desperately to steer the car. I thought why he would be steering the car if we are falling. Eventually I opened my eyes and somehow we were now travelling through some tunnel. We were flying as if the car was now a plane and Dad was steering the car. There were long rocks that obstructed the way that looked like tentacles. They might have been moving. I think some robot arm grabbed us. I am not sure that actually happened. Anyways, the next thing I remember is being with some group that claimed to have saved us. It was now night time. All the previous scenes were during the day. Some time later, I was with some of those people in a room. We were several stories up and I could see the ground out of the window. I asked them why we were up so high and asked if it was safe. The answer they gave had nothing to do with the sinkholes so I clarified my question, asking them what would happen if a sinkhole opened up under the building. I cannot remember their response. That is all I remember of that part of the dream.
I woke up and fell back to sleep and had a sort of continuation. This time I was with some guy getting supplies. We were at Walmart getting a coffee maker. He pointed out the box and told me to buy it while he stayed outside with the car. It took a while because the “line” was long. The line was actually more like a crowd. When I bought it and brought it back to the car, we drove off. I removed the covering; the box was covered by another cardboard box so I could not see the actual box. When I did, there was a picture of a blender instead of a coffee maker. By the way, the box was almost as tall as me. It was more like the box of a small refrigerator. Anyways, I told him that he had better look at the box. He responded but never turned around to look. I told him multiple times to stop at a red light and look. He was running all the red lights. Everyone was. There was almost nobody on the roads and laws did not matter because everyone was leaving. He did not stop so I just put the box next to him and told him to look. He did and sighed. We stopped to talk to somebody about it. I do not know who he was or why he was there in the middle of the road. The other guy was talking to him and I was in the car. He came back and said that Walmart was leaving town. I asked him why we were not leaving. I told him it made no sense to stay. That is all I remember of the dream.
Description:
The dream starts out in the house on Bermar, where I live now, but with Dad, Mom, Nat and I living here. Nat looked young, like he did when we were at Plantation. I do not remember if it was the first scene of the dream but the first scene I remember is of Nat and me watching the news. There were reports of sinkholes appearing everywhere. Apparently something was happening with the water table. I do not know if they said that in the news or if I just figured that out. Anyways, I happened to look out the window and I saw water coming out of the ground. There was a puddle forming in the yard right in front of the window. I knew a sinkhole was forming under the house. I yelled “Everybody get out,” and “Sinkhole,” a couple of times. Nobody seemed to be moving. Mom and Dad were in there room. I ran to the door, opened it, but then went back for my laptop and then ran outside. As I exited, I heard an explosion come from underneath the house. I assumed it was either some water tank or maybe just the water breaking the earth. Anyways, I heard Mom yell what was that noise multiple times. I was running to safety when the sinkhole formed. There was a hole between me and the street and the ground I was standing on was giving way. I leapt across but did not make it. Instead, while still in the air, I got ready to punch my hand in the wall of dirt on the other side. I did so and slid down a distance. I know I climbed out but I do not remember doing it. I also do not remember how the rest of my family got out but they did. Interestingly enough, the house still stood where it was and the sinkhole was like a mote surrounding the house. Dad wanted to get something to use as a bridge to the house to get our things. There were ladders and fences lying around for some reason and we tried to use those. That did not work for some reason. The next scene I remember is of us driving down some street. Dad was driving. I think we were going to get supplies. Suddenly, we fell into a incredibly large sinkhole. It must have been a quarter mile deep. There were boulders at the bottom and we began to fall towards the bottom. I could hear from Dad’s voice that he thought we were going to die. I closed my eyes and started repenting. We fell for a long time, much longer than it should have taken. And I heard Dad making noises like he was trying desperately to steer the car. I thought why he would be steering the car if we are falling. Eventually I opened my eyes and somehow we were now travelling through some tunnel. We were flying as if the car was now a plane and Dad was steering the car. There were long rocks that obstructed the way that looked like tentacles. They might have been moving. I think some robot arm grabbed us. I am not sure that actually happened. Anyways, the next thing I remember is being with some group that claimed to have saved us. It was now night time. All the previous scenes were during the day. Some time later, I was with some of those people in a room. We were several stories up and I could see the ground out of the window. I asked them why we were up so high and asked if it was safe. The answer they gave had nothing to do with the sinkholes so I clarified my question, asking them what would happen if a sinkhole opened up under the building. I cannot remember their response. That is all I remember of that part of the dream.
I woke up and fell back to sleep and had a sort of continuation. This time I was with some guy getting supplies. We were at Walmart getting a coffee maker. He pointed out the box and told me to buy it while he stayed outside with the car. It took a while because the “line” was long. The line was actually more like a crowd. When I bought it and brought it back to the car, we drove off. I removed the covering; the box was covered by another cardboard box so I could not see the actual box. When I did, there was a picture of a blender instead of a coffee maker. By the way, the box was almost as tall as me. It was more like the box of a small refrigerator. Anyways, I told him that he had better look at the box. He responded but never turned around to look. I told him multiple times to stop at a red light and look. He was running all the red lights. Everyone was. There was almost nobody on the roads and laws did not matter because everyone was leaving. He did not stop so I just put the box next to him and told him to look. He did and sighed. We stopped to talk to somebody about it. I do not know who he was or why he was there in the middle of the road. The other guy was talking to him and I was in the car. He came back and said that Walmart was leaving town. I asked him why we were not leaving. I told him it made no sense to stay. That is all I remember of the dream.
Dream: Khalil's Anger
Date: 01/02/2016
Description:
I think that this was a long dream but I only remember two scenes. The only people I remember in the dream are Navin, Khalil and Dad. The part of the dream I remember was set in the city in an apartment building. It was a red brick building with an outside metal staircase that was missing some stairs. The first scene I remember was of Navin showing me how to hack into some system. I do not know what the system was or what the benefit of hacking into it was but I know it involved breaking into a room in the building and using a computer there. The room was one floor above where we were. I believe that it was Khalil’s apartment and he was letting me stay there for a while. We were on at least the third floor. I have only a few images of the inside of the apartment. I think I remember setting up a sleeping bag in one of the rooms. The next scene I remember starts with me trying to break into the room. I was outside on the staircase trying to jump up to the balcony above our floor. Apparently the stairs between ours and the next floor were missing. For some reason, the rails of the balcony above me were thick green rails like the ones at Phyl’s. I was tried to climb up and was hanging on the rails with both hands. I had jumped up to grab them from standing on the rails of our level. I could feel myself swinging out towards the street below and was getting concerned when Khalil walked out. He asked me what I was doing and I told him I was trying to get upstairs. For some reason I was wary of him and I had a feeling that he was going to push my off the rails. He was speaking in a suspicious way. He was seemingly deceptively happy with a cheesy grin and he sounded almost sarcastic. He told me that there was an easier way and told me to pick the lock of the door in front of me. It was the door to the room next to Khalil’s. I suppose it was not in use. I was trying to pick the lock when I felt afraid of Khalil again. I could see his face even though I was not looking at him. He was telling me to look at him. When I looked he punched me in the face and I believe he broke my nose. He punched me a couple more times before I could ask him what he was doing. He told me that I knew what this was about. I told him I did not and he started telling me about how I lied to and betrayed him. I had no idea what he was talking about. He punched me many more times before going back inside and locking the door. I thought he was trying to trap me on the balcony when I remembered the stairs. I started climbing down the stairs. I had to jump down levels where the stairs were missing. I eventually got to ground level just as Khalil showed up carrying all my stuff. I thought to myself, “Oh no,” because he had my laptop and I knew he was going to try and break it. He threw down my duffel bag first and then my laptop. It landed on my duffel bag and did not break. I do not know if that was his intention. But then he moved as if to step on it so I ran in front of him. Then he started beating me again. Apparently Dad was down there doing something in a garden next to the building. He saw Khalil beating me and was coming to step in but I ran in between them and told them both to stop. I took some time but they both eventually stopped. Khalil went back inside and Dad asked me what that was about. I told him that I did not know.
Sometime later, I ended up back on that balcony. I was trying to make sense of everything. I was pacing thinking back on the previous events. I had a moment a lucidity. I said aloud to myself, “I have been dreaming about Navin a lot lately,” which is not true as far as I am aware. I do not know why I would say that unless Navin has been in the dreams I do not remember. The next thing I said was that this was the first time I had dreamed about Khalil which is in fact true as far as I know. But then I “realized” that I was not dreaming and was wondering what I was talking about. For some reason I starting digging into my pocket. There was trash and old receipts that I started throwing away. Then I found two pieces of paper that looked like receipts at first. I was going to throw them away but then I looked at them more closely. One said something like “Canadian Citizen” at to top and somewhere in the middle was a line with just the word “Amnesia” in big letters. There was a lot of other stuff on it. The other paper had “Future Army” written somewhere in the center. I t had “U.S.” in multiple places and it looked like either an application or some kind of identification card. I was concerned that some of the other papers I just threw away might also have important information on them. I was wondering if this had to do with why Khalil was mad at me and if so, why this would make him angry. The first thing I noticed was the Canadian part and my initial thought was that he was mad because I didn’t tell him that I was Canadian but the other parts seemed more interesting. I did not believe any of what the papers implied, however, and thought that someone had planted them in my pocket and someone was trying to turn my friends against me.
I woke up after that but not completely. I had a number of small continuations of this dream but every time I woke up the continuation vanished. I do remember, however, being on some computer, it might have been the computer Navin showed me. I was using the command prompt and my login changed from “lloyd>” to “alexander>”. Maybe that was my real name if the things I found in my pocket were true.
Description:
I think that this was a long dream but I only remember two scenes. The only people I remember in the dream are Navin, Khalil and Dad. The part of the dream I remember was set in the city in an apartment building. It was a red brick building with an outside metal staircase that was missing some stairs. The first scene I remember was of Navin showing me how to hack into some system. I do not know what the system was or what the benefit of hacking into it was but I know it involved breaking into a room in the building and using a computer there. The room was one floor above where we were. I believe that it was Khalil’s apartment and he was letting me stay there for a while. We were on at least the third floor. I have only a few images of the inside of the apartment. I think I remember setting up a sleeping bag in one of the rooms. The next scene I remember starts with me trying to break into the room. I was outside on the staircase trying to jump up to the balcony above our floor. Apparently the stairs between ours and the next floor were missing. For some reason, the rails of the balcony above me were thick green rails like the ones at Phyl’s. I was tried to climb up and was hanging on the rails with both hands. I had jumped up to grab them from standing on the rails of our level. I could feel myself swinging out towards the street below and was getting concerned when Khalil walked out. He asked me what I was doing and I told him I was trying to get upstairs. For some reason I was wary of him and I had a feeling that he was going to push my off the rails. He was speaking in a suspicious way. He was seemingly deceptively happy with a cheesy grin and he sounded almost sarcastic. He told me that there was an easier way and told me to pick the lock of the door in front of me. It was the door to the room next to Khalil’s. I suppose it was not in use. I was trying to pick the lock when I felt afraid of Khalil again. I could see his face even though I was not looking at him. He was telling me to look at him. When I looked he punched me in the face and I believe he broke my nose. He punched me a couple more times before I could ask him what he was doing. He told me that I knew what this was about. I told him I did not and he started telling me about how I lied to and betrayed him. I had no idea what he was talking about. He punched me many more times before going back inside and locking the door. I thought he was trying to trap me on the balcony when I remembered the stairs. I started climbing down the stairs. I had to jump down levels where the stairs were missing. I eventually got to ground level just as Khalil showed up carrying all my stuff. I thought to myself, “Oh no,” because he had my laptop and I knew he was going to try and break it. He threw down my duffel bag first and then my laptop. It landed on my duffel bag and did not break. I do not know if that was his intention. But then he moved as if to step on it so I ran in front of him. Then he started beating me again. Apparently Dad was down there doing something in a garden next to the building. He saw Khalil beating me and was coming to step in but I ran in between them and told them both to stop. I took some time but they both eventually stopped. Khalil went back inside and Dad asked me what that was about. I told him that I did not know.
Sometime later, I ended up back on that balcony. I was trying to make sense of everything. I was pacing thinking back on the previous events. I had a moment a lucidity. I said aloud to myself, “I have been dreaming about Navin a lot lately,” which is not true as far as I am aware. I do not know why I would say that unless Navin has been in the dreams I do not remember. The next thing I said was that this was the first time I had dreamed about Khalil which is in fact true as far as I know. But then I “realized” that I was not dreaming and was wondering what I was talking about. For some reason I starting digging into my pocket. There was trash and old receipts that I started throwing away. Then I found two pieces of paper that looked like receipts at first. I was going to throw them away but then I looked at them more closely. One said something like “Canadian Citizen” at to top and somewhere in the middle was a line with just the word “Amnesia” in big letters. There was a lot of other stuff on it. The other paper had “Future Army” written somewhere in the center. I t had “U.S.” in multiple places and it looked like either an application or some kind of identification card. I was concerned that some of the other papers I just threw away might also have important information on them. I was wondering if this had to do with why Khalil was mad at me and if so, why this would make him angry. The first thing I noticed was the Canadian part and my initial thought was that he was mad because I didn’t tell him that I was Canadian but the other parts seemed more interesting. I did not believe any of what the papers implied, however, and thought that someone had planted them in my pocket and someone was trying to turn my friends against me.
I woke up after that but not completely. I had a number of small continuations of this dream but every time I woke up the continuation vanished. I do remember, however, being on some computer, it might have been the computer Navin showed me. I was using the command prompt and my login changed from “lloyd>” to “alexander>”. Maybe that was my real name if the things I found in my pocket were true.
Dream: Graduation Day
Date: 12/30/2015
Description:
This was a very long dream and it seemed to be entire, that is, all parts were related and/or it was a single linear narrative. I remember six distinct sections and an aspect of the last scene. These sections are portions of the dream spent with the same set of people or in the same setting. I believe it was all in some grand setting but each section was in a specific part. The whole dream was on some college campus.
The first section was of me in the school just before finals. I was either in the dorms or in a school building. I was looking over my progress in each class and noticed that there was a class that I forgot about and had stopped attending. I was frantic and was thinking of ways to circumvent the consequences. I concluded that I would see the teacher and request that my grade be decided by the final exam. I did not fully know the subject but I had the book and was going to read the whole book. It was either some kind of Physics or a math class. I also decided to suggest to her that giving me work over the break was a viable solution and that I would accept any work. Most of my contemplation happened while I was making my way to the professor’s office.
The second section started out in the dorms. Throughout the dream, by the way, all the rooms I remember had white walls and little if any adornments. I was with who I believe was my roommate, two girls who were sisters and both quite attractive, and some other friends. I do not remember who the other friends were or if I knew them in the dream. We were going to some party downstairs. The others went downstairs except for one of the sisters. The two of us interacted but I do not remember the conversation, only the feeling and tone. We were both obviously attracted to each other and I believe we were both flirting. We eventually went down to the party together. There was more flirting down there. We both wanted to have sex but we were not there yet. I knew she wanted it but I do not know if she knew I did or if she was just waiting for the right approach. Anyways, I had to go back to the dorm for something but when I got to the door, I saw the other sister and my roommate having sex. This theoretically should have caused me some discomfort for reasons I will explain later but I did not care even the slightest bit. I did not want to disturb them so I started back. Then I remembered that I really needed what was in the room so I went back, opened the door and picked up what I needed because it was right behind the door. It gets complicated here. They both hid themselves and started freaking out. I told my roommate, “Chill out, man. I just need my ___ .” I do not remember what the object was. It probably was not important. She began emphatically apologizing to me. I replied, “Relax, chick, it’s fine.” Apparently, and it pains me to even right this down, I was in a relationship with my roommate, who was a male by the way. This fact is a little fuzzy though. But I do not know if it is fuzzy because of the complications I am about to mention or if my mind just does not want to accept it. It may have been the sister that I had a relationship with but it does not seem that way because the sister was apologizing in a manner such that she had stolen something from me. Furthermore, the sisters had the sort of aura as the newcomers, the invaders, the ones stirring up the mix. Anyhow, I do not think my dream implicates anything about sexuality. It seems that unimportant parts of the dream often fail to make sense. The situation is further complicated, however, by the fact that I was still in a relationship with Tanneese in the dream. That fact was in the back of my mind every time I interacted with the sister I was attracted to. Maybe whatever relationship I had to the people in the dorm was simply a manifestation of my relationship with Tanneese even though Tanneese was not in the dream. Anyways, like I said, who I was in a relationship with was not the important part in my opinion. The main fact I believe was that even though I shouldn’t I wanted the sister and was actively trying to have her and nothing else mattered. I do not remember if there was any more conversation but the last thing she said to me was, “You better go talk to my sister.” She was implying that because I was cheated on, I might as well have sex with her sister. I do not know if I told her that I was after her sister or if she had just noticed. Maybe it was just one of those omniscient dream things, that is characters of the dream knowing your intentions because they are, in fact, you. Anyways, I went back to the party. I do not know how it happened or where we were but I had some alone time with the sister and I told her about her sister and my roommate. We both made some hints to us having sex but nothing concrete. We had some interactions after that but I do not know if we ever had sex.
I only remember one scene of the third section. It may actually be a scene of the second section. Some friends and I were in a room talking. We might have been in a circle. I do not remember who the friends were. We were talking about sexual encounters. I do not remember any of the other’s stories but I know that I gave at least two. I told them that the first person I had sex with was not very good and that I was just trying out sex. I told them I did not enjoy it much. I have no idea if that person was real or not. In the second story I told, I said that it was with someone incredibly attractive and had a good body. I told them that it was the best sex I ever had. I do not remember if I told anymore stories.
My memories of the fourth section are short. I was on a school shuttle. We were passing a school building when I saw Oscar in a white graduation gown. I wanted to congratulate him and attend the graduation to support him but I needed to go somewhere. I do not know where I was going. I was telling someone about Oscar graduating but for some reason, I could not remember his name. I was confident that I knew his last name but it was not Lugo. It was some long name. I thought his name might have been George or Jorge.
I do not remember much of the fifth section either. I remember very few specific events. My other memories are just details throughout the section. I remember seeing Doctor Koufakou multiple times. She seemed taller and more fit than she really is. I was in a multi-floor school building. I had gone through many twisty hallways with many office rooms. Some were open and in one I saw a professor sitting using a microscope. I met with someone, I cannot remember who, and then went downstairs to use the bathroom. Before I got to the stairs, I saw Doctor Koufakou come up another stairway.
I remember very little of the sixth section. There was some event going on and I was asked to do something in it last minute. Someone was doing something before me that required me to make some sort of base for a prop. I do not know what the prop was but it looked like a wooden leaf. I only saw the prop at the end of the scene when I gave her the base. I had to make something else as well; I do not remember what for. I also had to prepare for what I was asked to do. I think I was doing announcements but I do not know what I needed to prepare for. The person that was doing the thing before me was an elderly woman. I think we called her Grandmother or Granny. She might have been my grandmother but she was much more friendly. Anyways, I went to some other building to make the things. I only remember the end of my preparations when I grabbed some brown tissue, paper towels or maybe just paper, to make the prop and two other things. I think I just crumpled the paper into the shape it needed to be. I went back over to the main building. “Granny” was already doing her part. I handed the base to someone to give to her and when she got it she took out the prop, put on the base and held it up. I do not remember the rest of the section.
I woke up during the final scene. It was an entire section that may have been a distinct dream. My waking up removed all my memories of it except one image. It was of a black symbol similar to the Skyrim symbol. I remember Jaydene being in the dream somehow. The dream had something to do with good and evil and there was some dramatic plot going on but I remember none of it.
Description:
This was a very long dream and it seemed to be entire, that is, all parts were related and/or it was a single linear narrative. I remember six distinct sections and an aspect of the last scene. These sections are portions of the dream spent with the same set of people or in the same setting. I believe it was all in some grand setting but each section was in a specific part. The whole dream was on some college campus.
The first section was of me in the school just before finals. I was either in the dorms or in a school building. I was looking over my progress in each class and noticed that there was a class that I forgot about and had stopped attending. I was frantic and was thinking of ways to circumvent the consequences. I concluded that I would see the teacher and request that my grade be decided by the final exam. I did not fully know the subject but I had the book and was going to read the whole book. It was either some kind of Physics or a math class. I also decided to suggest to her that giving me work over the break was a viable solution and that I would accept any work. Most of my contemplation happened while I was making my way to the professor’s office.
The second section started out in the dorms. Throughout the dream, by the way, all the rooms I remember had white walls and little if any adornments. I was with who I believe was my roommate, two girls who were sisters and both quite attractive, and some other friends. I do not remember who the other friends were or if I knew them in the dream. We were going to some party downstairs. The others went downstairs except for one of the sisters. The two of us interacted but I do not remember the conversation, only the feeling and tone. We were both obviously attracted to each other and I believe we were both flirting. We eventually went down to the party together. There was more flirting down there. We both wanted to have sex but we were not there yet. I knew she wanted it but I do not know if she knew I did or if she was just waiting for the right approach. Anyways, I had to go back to the dorm for something but when I got to the door, I saw the other sister and my roommate having sex. This theoretically should have caused me some discomfort for reasons I will explain later but I did not care even the slightest bit. I did not want to disturb them so I started back. Then I remembered that I really needed what was in the room so I went back, opened the door and picked up what I needed because it was right behind the door. It gets complicated here. They both hid themselves and started freaking out. I told my roommate, “Chill out, man. I just need my ___ .” I do not remember what the object was. It probably was not important. She began emphatically apologizing to me. I replied, “Relax, chick, it’s fine.” Apparently, and it pains me to even right this down, I was in a relationship with my roommate, who was a male by the way. This fact is a little fuzzy though. But I do not know if it is fuzzy because of the complications I am about to mention or if my mind just does not want to accept it. It may have been the sister that I had a relationship with but it does not seem that way because the sister was apologizing in a manner such that she had stolen something from me. Furthermore, the sisters had the sort of aura as the newcomers, the invaders, the ones stirring up the mix. Anyhow, I do not think my dream implicates anything about sexuality. It seems that unimportant parts of the dream often fail to make sense. The situation is further complicated, however, by the fact that I was still in a relationship with Tanneese in the dream. That fact was in the back of my mind every time I interacted with the sister I was attracted to. Maybe whatever relationship I had to the people in the dorm was simply a manifestation of my relationship with Tanneese even though Tanneese was not in the dream. Anyways, like I said, who I was in a relationship with was not the important part in my opinion. The main fact I believe was that even though I shouldn’t I wanted the sister and was actively trying to have her and nothing else mattered. I do not remember if there was any more conversation but the last thing she said to me was, “You better go talk to my sister.” She was implying that because I was cheated on, I might as well have sex with her sister. I do not know if I told her that I was after her sister or if she had just noticed. Maybe it was just one of those omniscient dream things, that is characters of the dream knowing your intentions because they are, in fact, you. Anyways, I went back to the party. I do not know how it happened or where we were but I had some alone time with the sister and I told her about her sister and my roommate. We both made some hints to us having sex but nothing concrete. We had some interactions after that but I do not know if we ever had sex.
I only remember one scene of the third section. It may actually be a scene of the second section. Some friends and I were in a room talking. We might have been in a circle. I do not remember who the friends were. We were talking about sexual encounters. I do not remember any of the other’s stories but I know that I gave at least two. I told them that the first person I had sex with was not very good and that I was just trying out sex. I told them I did not enjoy it much. I have no idea if that person was real or not. In the second story I told, I said that it was with someone incredibly attractive and had a good body. I told them that it was the best sex I ever had. I do not remember if I told anymore stories.
My memories of the fourth section are short. I was on a school shuttle. We were passing a school building when I saw Oscar in a white graduation gown. I wanted to congratulate him and attend the graduation to support him but I needed to go somewhere. I do not know where I was going. I was telling someone about Oscar graduating but for some reason, I could not remember his name. I was confident that I knew his last name but it was not Lugo. It was some long name. I thought his name might have been George or Jorge.
I do not remember much of the fifth section either. I remember very few specific events. My other memories are just details throughout the section. I remember seeing Doctor Koufakou multiple times. She seemed taller and more fit than she really is. I was in a multi-floor school building. I had gone through many twisty hallways with many office rooms. Some were open and in one I saw a professor sitting using a microscope. I met with someone, I cannot remember who, and then went downstairs to use the bathroom. Before I got to the stairs, I saw Doctor Koufakou come up another stairway.
I remember very little of the sixth section. There was some event going on and I was asked to do something in it last minute. Someone was doing something before me that required me to make some sort of base for a prop. I do not know what the prop was but it looked like a wooden leaf. I only saw the prop at the end of the scene when I gave her the base. I had to make something else as well; I do not remember what for. I also had to prepare for what I was asked to do. I think I was doing announcements but I do not know what I needed to prepare for. The person that was doing the thing before me was an elderly woman. I think we called her Grandmother or Granny. She might have been my grandmother but she was much more friendly. Anyways, I went to some other building to make the things. I only remember the end of my preparations when I grabbed some brown tissue, paper towels or maybe just paper, to make the prop and two other things. I think I just crumpled the paper into the shape it needed to be. I went back over to the main building. “Granny” was already doing her part. I handed the base to someone to give to her and when she got it she took out the prop, put on the base and held it up. I do not remember the rest of the section.
I woke up during the final scene. It was an entire section that may have been a distinct dream. My waking up removed all my memories of it except one image. It was of a black symbol similar to the Skyrim symbol. I remember Jaydene being in the dream somehow. The dream had something to do with good and evil and there was some dramatic plot going on but I remember none of it.
Note: Editor's Note
Now all the dreams I recorded on paper are uploaded. It occurs to me that the methods I used to tell the story are not easily understood. As they were written for only me to understand, I did not take anybody else into consideration as I wrote them. I decided to have some fidelity to the originals and uploaded them as they were, however, I will in the near future upload edited versions. Also, as I reviewed the dreams I posted long ago, I am appalled at my former writing style and so, will upload edited versions of them as well.
Dream: Mother Lifa
Most of the dream took part in an auditorium. I think a bunch of us drove a bus there so I suspect that it was a pathfinder event. I remember being on the bus at night. The image I remember had me either standing in the isle or sitting on the back of a seat. I believe the entire dream was at night. Other than the bus ride, I remember three distinct scenes: one with Lifa, one in a hallway, and one in the line for dessert. The dessert scene definitely was the last of the three but I don’t know if it was the last scene of the dream. I believe the hallway scene was after the scene with Lifa but I am not sure. It simply involved me walking down a hallway out of the auditorium. I remember the left wall being comprised solely of windows. Through it I could see the night sky over a very large parking lot. I could see that we were not on the ground floor. We may have been on the second floor. I was playing a game on a tablet. It may have been a combat game. I was so immersed in the game that it took over the dream, that is, I was in the game for that part of the dream. I was in some sort of tank. That is all I remember from that scene. I do not remember how the scene with Lifa started. The first thing I remember is being in the food line with her in the auditorium. She was on my left side and a bit in front of me. I was turned to face her. As I think of this, I think that I can deduce how I encountered her. Later in the scene, I distinctly remember her being on my right side. I believe that the image I have of her on my left is her approaching me and I probably let her come ahead of me in the line and ended up on the other side of her. Anyways, we spoke while going through the line. As in reality, we had not seen each other in a long time. When she first came to the line, we were maybe 30 feet away from the tables of food. By the way, contrary to my statement that the whole dream was at night, in the image I described earlier, the auditorium had some windows on the wall opposite the hallway and sunlight was filtering through. This memory is not absolute; it is only a hypothesis. I did not remember the brightness of the room or the windows until I tried to resolve the issue of why she was on my left and not my right. Furthermore, it contradicts other images I have of looking at the auditorium from the hallway where I saw no windows and it was not very bright, as if either not all the lights were on or the lights were failing. By the way, I have been using the word auditorium but it was actually a gymnasium. Anyways, when Lifa and I got to just before the food tables, she mentioned that it was cool, or maybe the word was amazing or interesting, that we both had children. I strongly believe she specifically said sons. She said it very casually, as if she thought I already knew she had a child but I did not. I was so shocked I stopped listening to her for a few seconds. I contemplated the implications of her being a mother, specifically that chances of a relationship forming between me and her were now practically zero. But I quickly recovered, remembering that the chances of that happening were already zero and that I had decided that I did not want a relationship anyways. We continued the conversation; she seemed oblivious to mu momentary lapse. We eventually got to the end of the line when something happened. I do not remember what. I believe it had to do with us turning around because after the incident, we walked back toward the hallway. Maybe one or both of us stumbled. Anyways, we grabbed each other, my left arm was around her waist I believe and my right hand was on her hip. Our bodies were touching at the hip. She had grabbed, with her right hand or both hands, my penis, accidentally I assume. We were frozen there for a few seconds. I asked her what she was doing. I do not remember if she responded. She was looking at me with an expression that seemed not to be of surprise or shock or embarrassment, but of disappointment. I suspect that it was because she noticed that my penis was hard. I honestly did not know why it was hard. I do not even know if it was hard before she grabbed it or if it became hard because she grabbed it. I do not remember how that awkward situation ended but we got over it and started walking toward the hallway; I do not know why. Maybe our seats were in that direction. I point out that I do not know what happened to our food during the incident. In fact, I do not remember either of us ever holding a plate or tray. Anyways, I struggled behaving appropriately after the incident. I remember wondering if it was expected or even acceptable to put my arm around her as we walked. I warily did put my left arm around her waist. She did not seem to mind. That is all I remember about that scene. The last scene involved me back in the line getting dessert. There were maybe two other people in the line. They were offering different kinds of pie and ice cream, or sorbet or sherbet. There was not very much left. I remember going back to another part of the line to get a piece of some dish that was not there before. For some reason I left my bowl, or plate, on the table and got a new one. When I got back to where I was, I remembered my first plate, searched for it and found it, then put the food from that bowl into my new one. That is all I remember about the dream.
Sunday, January 3, 2016
Dream: Violent Wedding
In the dream, we were getting ready for Rebecca’s wedding. I had this dream some time after her real wedding. All the characters of the dream except maybe three, including myself, were female. The males were myself, Navin, and at least one other. The females included, obviously, Rebecca, Tanneese, possibly Markeisha, and many others. The dream started out happy. I was friends with everyone and we were getting along nicely. I do not know what started it but there began to be conflict between the females and me. I had a heated exchange with one of them which ended with me striking her. This angered the other females and started arguments between them and me, usually ending violently. I remember having a conversation with one girl alone. Apparently we were pretty close. We often talked with each other while holding each other. We were usually playful with each other, somewhat like a sibling relationship. This time, we were quite serious. I was expressing how guilty I was feeling, how I hated what was happening to me and that I could not control my anger. Apparently she was angry with me but was trying not to show it. We did, however, eventually get into an argument. I remember feeling the heat building up. I lost myself, like I was in some kind of trance. I did not see her; I was just consumed by my anger. When I eventually calmed down I saw her and she was either angry or afraid, I cannot remember. I discovered I had hit her. I think I might have fled the room. I remember moping around the building after that, feeling guilty and angry with myself. Some time before that, possibly amongst the violent episodes, possibly before, there was an intimate encounter with the girl that might be Markeisha. It might have actually been the instigating event. I have no idea why, but I was in the shower with her and it seemed platonic, which makes no sense to me. I have a feeling the others, including Tanneese, knew we were showering together and were ok with it. Eventually, however, it grew intimate and we French kissed. I vividly remember the feeling of my tongue in her mouth. While we were kissing, Tanneese walked in. We stopped just in time for her to see us putting our tongues back in our mouths. I remember the feeling of our tongues still being interlocked after our lips were apart. We looked at her shamefully for a while. That is the last I remember of that scene. I should point out that while I think the girl is Markeisha, she looked nothing like her. The last scene I remember is getting ready to go to the wedding. I was wearing a white dress shirt and a black suit. My vest and pocket square were gold and silver striped and my tie was gold. I needed something upstairs where Navin was. When I got to the room, Navin told me he was on my side. He pointed out that they had all hit me first. I hadn’t realized this. In my guilt, I had only dwelt on my actions. And due to my incoherence, I may not have even noticed them hitting me. When he pointed it out, however, I suddenly recalled them all striking me. This made me feel a little less guilty but I was still upset with myself for hitting females.
Dream: Lucid Intercourse
This dream came in at least two sessions. I remember two main parts. The first part of the dream was almost like a nightmare. I was with a number of people, possibly around five others, and we were being chased by what may have been demons. I remember they took numerous forms including those of little children. My most vivid memory of this part is walking down the stairs out of an old locomotive, looking back and seeing a person, maybe three feet tall or shorter, wearing a clown mask. We were running around in an urban environment but there were no other people. It seemed almost like a subway station. I have a feeling that it was daytime but that may just be because the second part was during the day and it seemed to follow very close behind chronologically. The second part of the dream was spent with Tanneese. it may have started before, but the first thing I remember is being in a two seat amphibious plane. Tanneese was flying it. We were definitely fleeing those creatures and were flying over a beach, maybe of an island. Something, I do not know what, went wrong with the plane and we were going to crash land. It seemed as though we were going to crash into the ocean and I was beginning to become terrified. I started becoming lucid, however, and inadvertently forced the plane onto the beach. I quickly got out of the plane and saw the ocean waves crashing on the plane as I turned to get Tanneese out. I realized that the waves could pull the plane into the ocean and I grew terrified again. This time, my lucidity forced my fears to come true and the waves began engulfing the plane as I struggled to pull Tanneese out. I managed to get her backside out of the window when I noticed that my arm was invisible. In my curiosity, I forgot about the ocean and the waves calmed down. I noticed that even though I could not see my arm, I could sense its general location and still had a sense of touch. I could feel the plane door as I tried to make sense of things, moving my arm around. It was my right arm. I do not remember if it was an accident or not but I felt Tanneese’s thigh, and then her buttock. Apparently she was wearing a skirt. I believe she was unconscious through all of this. I lifted up her skirt and put my fingers in her vagina. Eventually I pulled out my penis and entered from the back. Her rear was still the only part of her outside the plane. I continued having sex for a while when I noticed that we were now in a bed having sex missionary style and Tanneese was awake, but silent. There were three or four guys around the bed watching. I am not sure if I stopped or slowed down but I know that I did not pull out. That is the last thing I remember.
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