Turquoise Dreams

Not much of a recall lately. Got me a new bottle of Galantamine, excited to make time and WILD soon.

This was maybe 4 days ago...

Apocalyptic world, people sick from some epidemic. I remember getting out to the street and telling others, we should have picked up some baseball bats and other weapons in the walmart we just walked through.

I somehow get to a one story house. I'm their "help". Nobody is there, only me and ozzy. I'm fetching some soda for him from the fridge, then he wants to have sex with me. Remind me of The Handmaids Tale I watched recently.

Was intense, kinda liked the feel of the dream.

Many of us are on yellow school buses, being evacuated. I'm helping to direct people onto buses. We stop, and decide we should send someone on a nearby hill which was blocking our view, to alert us if any danger is coming. Since we saw some "people" earlier, which I had a feeling were zombie like.

Before we get to the hill, I notice a huge storm like looking, very dark cloud, rolling in our direction. I zoom in and I see many small swirls and parts of the cloud how it's moving. We yell at everybody that we need to get on the buses again and move out.

The toxic cloud is already there, I see it as a fog, but don't feel any bad effects. I'm yelling at a driver to go faster, and he jokingly replies that if he could, he would.

We meander between many other vehicles, some of them moving slowly or already stalled in the traffic and abandoned. Lot's of people on foot. The yellow color of our buses is very prominent in my mind.

We get to some town and are between buildings. I hear a huge noise and right where we were suppose to go through, a building falls, hit by something. We go on foot, and more on the bus.

I feel like on a map, I'm on the western part of it. I see some floods and rising water. Not too worried.

Then I see a very detailed, full color map of western united states. California ends by Oxnard. Everything south of it is non-existent. Then I see a map of my first country in Europe. It ends by D.S. But looking at the map now, DS is parallel with my town, while in a dream, DS was more north. So my town didn't survive.

I was also looking at surrounding towns, which I got a recall of now, while looking at a map IWL.

In a second dream, I was at my mom's place.

End of the World

We are moving. The place we live at is already falling apart. The ground is full of magma fishers. I see the whole hillside full of orange glow and ground is like freshly plowed. I'm gathering some drinking water to take with us. But the information comes to me from somewhere, that there is no safe place to go. The ground is rearranging itself just like in 2012.

Actors

I'm working at a store. I see Jason Alexander, Leah Remini talking to someone, and Doris Roberts (Marie on Everybody Loves Raymond) walked by, all smiling and nice. I said hi to her.

There were going home from the show. I asked what show, I was told they only play Charlie Chaplin in that one. I realized it's the Charlie Chaplin theater where I was recently.

Then I watched a long parade walk by. At the end of the play, they walk the small town to show residents.
It was masked actors like at a street fair. I said "I'm glad I didn't have to see that".

Then we watch very detailed parade. When the animal trailer goes by, I hear myself and some other little girl saying bunny, bunnybunnybunny! Thenk Kitty, kittykittykitty! Then big pink bunnies.

Had a great dream last night, but by later in the morning I forgot everything, except that it was in post-apocalyptic world.

I remembered it all much later in the afternoon, while watching TV and seeing a dog brought back recall, even though there was no dog in the dream that I can remember.

...I grab something from invading soldiers, run to the cliff over the ocean and want to throw it in the water to neutralize the threat. But the water is too far from there, so I run alongside the cliff until I feel like I have to throw it, because they are catching up to me. I throw it and it would have fallen in the water, but there are some sand banks and it falls on one of those. I believe though that it's far enough and they won't find it.

One soldier chases me across the sand dunes with some grass on them. I see a hole in the side of the dune,bit smaller than the size of a laying person. I squeeze into it and I'm watching the soldier and his shadow as he is looking for me. He stands right next to my hiding place and I just hope he won't find me.

Before all that, someone threw a revolver into a huge pile of sand. I'm looking for it, because in this lawless world weapons are valuable. Before that, there was something about a wooden walkway in the large body of water.

I wish I remembered more.

I'm sitting in my parents living room, in my usual spot. It's late afternoon and sun outside is getting softer. It's making for some beautiful scenery as mature, big trees and their leaves are of with all colors plus golden from the sun. I pull out my iphone and start taking pictures.

Now I'm in the kitchen, and similar, beautiful trees in late afternoon sun. I grab my iphone and my regular camera, wanting to take pictures with both and compare. See if iphone makes any good pictures compared to the other one. So I walk out to the balcony to have a clear shot without window glass. My dad is there saying he was about to have a smoke, if I don't mind doing it later. I leave without a word, knowing that later will not work, because sun is going down.


I'm outside, the apocalypse is happening. The ground is shaking, buckling, ripping, lava coming out. Cool : D

11.11.14

This was few days ago.

I'm climbing up a latter. It's standing on the bottom floor and top of it ends in a small circular opening in the ceiling few stories high. It's not near the wall, more like standing in the middle of the room.

I got to the top and here getting off is a bit tricky, because some old wood rigging that doesn't look too stable and there is a gap between the latter and the floor you need to get on to.

As I reach the top, I stay there and help others behind me to get to the floor safely. They are all children, maybe just a few adults. Like a class or something.

I have a feeling we are leading them to a safe place, because end of the world is coming in form of some explosion. So after we tuck everybody safely in some room, me and another person stay out there in the room with the latter. We sit down and we ahve a view through a window on a nearby wall. We are discussing if it's a safe place to be for us two, if the blast wave from explosion wont blow us off from that room. Maybe we should hold on to some metal railing, but I don't see any there. I don't feel very safe, but I think we are going to be ok.

Friday, 8/16/13

Last night bed 10:45pm - 3:30am; 5:10am - 9:23am

I thank those who insipred this awesome night (ophelia with her dream from last night and sparta with chat talk). And thank you brain, for getting the hints and obliging.

This was one of the longest dreams that I remember.

DR - part 1
I'm in a building with lots of people. We know a huge earthquake is coming, in fact, it's iminent. At first, we were gonna just run outside. But then I realize, we need to collect as much stuff as we can, because after the quake, that's all we gonna have.

So I tell my mom and dad. They are sceptical. But I start bringing items into a shopping cart. I look at the stack of neatly folded burgundy color towels. I know they are older and they have been used to dry the dogs after their bath, but they are clean now and I put them in the cart. I find water bottles, and different items. I know that even if we don't need some of it, we can barter with them. I find a pile of my old things. I look through them and I flip through pages of my bright blue book of stamp collection. (I wish I had it here with me IWL, because I think I saw it exactly as they were, although I have not seen them in years). I know I can't take them with me.

I find two comforters. I get an idea of making them water proof. I tell an old classmate of mine from elementary school to cut open some large black trashbags and saw them onto the comforters. So when we have to sleep outdoors and ground is wet, they will insuate us.

I know we are on borrowed time and quake can happen at any second. I hear a sound and I look at my watch. I just received an alarm, an early warning, that quake has already happened and we have 12 or 7 seconds till the shock wave arrives. I yell at everybody to get out. I start pushing the cart and my mom is trying to keep up, but complaining of her legs. I lift her into the cart and keep pushing.

We get to the exit from the building. Large glass doors are chained shut. 2 guards at the desk are not willing to open them, eventhough crowds are gathering, wanting to get out. Nobody wants to stay inside, where glass and stuff would be raining down on us.

Suddently we are outside, at night, pushing the rattling shopping cart with our items and my mom.

Then it feels like it's all over. It's day time and I'm back at the entrance to the building. People are milling around. I walk around with someone around a lake that's just outside the building/ The walkway starts to separate and now I'm standing on something that looks like a small raft made of reeds. The person with me is also standing on one. It's dipping under water and now I'm more swimming that walking. The water is nice and warm and although it's scary, I don't mind that much.

Part 2
Me and another person are going back inside the building. This seems to be years after the apocalypse. There are some thugs sitting by the entry and lots of debree everywhere. Broken furniture, pieces of concrete... The glass door is now jammed opened.

The other person tells me to stay there and wait for him. He was looking for something. I'm in a large tiled corridor, even walls are tiles. There are no lights, but it's not dark inside. He walks in the opening in the wall to the right. I walk little further down this corridor and hang left.

I'm looking for restrooms. There are some stalls with dark red metal walls, that could use a fresh coat of paint. They don't have doors, but they are normal toilets. (Which is very unusual. normally I find a restroom, but there is always something wrong with it and I can't use it). Some are separated by semi-transparant plastic hanging from the ceiling. I find one, no door, but nobody is around and I use it.

I keep walking and see lots of males in the hallway. Someone who seems to be in authority is telling them it's time to go in their cells. I ask if this is a prison and I'm told yes, it is. It's kinda lax, almost voluntary.

I know what I want and I ask a handsom black guy, leaning against a wall, how big is his pen0r. He says "like a hot-dog". I say, if I'm gonna have a black guy, he is not gonna have a hot-dog. The warden steps in and askes me a few questions. His questions are leadig me to believe, that despite the size, he is the best.

So I walk off with the hot dog. I keep asking him where wuld be a good place, untill we get to some side corridor with some construction material.

We are about to start, when 2 huge guys walk in. And rest is on need to know basis only.