Turquoise Dreams

9.12.15

Night shifts and this night off. Dream before midnight, before alarm at 9:45pm

I woke up from it and recited all the details so I dont forget. Very detailed, vivid and intense. Sense of doom, but not scared, because I knew I'll be ok.

DR:
Traveling in some city in India with maybe 4-5 other people. We stop at a restaurant and we order something. I get a plate of maybe potatoes and grilled slices of fish. They are delicious, so crispy and flavorful. Everybody is waiting for me to finish eating and I wonder why they are not eating as well. Waiter motions to me to take the last piece of fish so he can take the plate. I get a drink of water too and it has a consistency of jelly watter.

Now we are someplace and skies are all orange from nearby erupting volcano. I look in that direction and I see a tall moountain in classic volacano cone shape. There are streams of lava approaching and pools of lava all over the place. Burning and smoking debris is falling and hitting the ground with force all around us, catching things like cars on fire.

We get in a van to get away, but lava gets to the wheels. We turn around to go with the flow of other cars, but it's just not working. The distraction is too great already, we maybe too late.

We ran into a large building. The wide stairwell in this bright and large-roomed office building are full of people rushhing upstairs. Suddenly everybody stopps listening for some silent news. I understand that we should be safe on the top levels, and I yell for everybody to get upstairs. The huge room in this typical indian office building (wut?) is full of sofas of all kinds. We all claim one sofa that we feel will be a safe floating device. We pick a nice leather one. We know it's not the safest one, but metal ones would also melt and we figure it's safe enough to float on a sea of lava to safety. : P

Our sofa starts moving by itself and it parks itself in a location. I don't get it and it freaks me out a bit, but I understand it's part of an evacuation process. I figure we should pick a place near some load-bearing wall, so if the building crumbles, we have a chance that our floor will stay standing. I tell somebody we should go look for that, but we are already next to the wall.

I walk on tops of some other sofas to get to the window. Window is like on a tropical window. No glass, just a large portion of the wall is not there. I see a small river or rather creek just below us. It's full of floating cows that are burned by the fire or lava. Their skin is burned to crisp in some places, tongues are hure, sticking out and still moving and cows are mooing in distress.

I feel our building moving and turning and I think the sea of lava got to us and we are floating on it. I'm surprised in didn't occur to me that the building may just collapse, but I chase that thought away and we continue on floating. The sensation of movement is very real.

11.11.14

Last night bed 12:30am - 9am

1. This could have been a DILD, but not sure, maybe not.

It's at night and I'm in old Rome. I'm telling myself it's just movie props, but I have a feeling it's a real deal. There are old churches, already very old and almost in ruins. Lots of tumbs, graves, sandstone buldings with walls half fallen down, burned out and never rebuilt.

It's a place of my nightmares, but somehow I'm not scared. But I know flying would be safer than walking, so I try to fly up. I can just a little bit. So I do what I sometimes do. I grab on a branch of a tree, pull myself higher, then hop on taller tree and keep pulling myself higher till I can jump off and glide or kinda fly to next object, like a roof.

At some point I'm trying to fly differently. I remember not to try to fly, but rather imagine myself "going" or being at a desired location, so dream does the flying for me.

I also remember to fly up at 45 degree angle to get to next dimention.

So I'm kinda tree-and-roof-hopping from place to place. I land outside of a very large and imposing church. The front courtyard and some walls near are collapsed, burned out. I don't really look at it coz it's scary as hell, if I was to go in there. So I keep flying-walking to tumbs and graves and stuff.

Sometimes I see people that are walking slowly, without emotions. They all look like ghosts from movie 13th. ghost I watched just before bed.


2.
I just arrived to India. I'm suppose to babysit there. So I'm talking to mom and I'm impressing here. There is more going on here, we are walking around, talking. I compliment her place, having such a good location in middle of the town. Then I talk to her and she sounds like a grownup. She offers me Bud and something else. I realize I'm thirsty and I ask for a Bud, after I figure that I'll be still able to talk inteligently with them, coz Bud has no grades.


3. We are watching the ocean. It's so beautiful and sparkly from the sun being at just the righ angle. Sudenly there is something happening. Some 4-5 large indents form on the water. They keep changing, It's a beautiful and misterious sight. I'm devastated that I don't ahve my camera with me. Then I say, "oh wow, I really hope it's not a commercial". And sure, suddenly there are cars on the water and it's a car commercial. I'm so mad and disappointed.

Monday 4/22/13

Last night bed around 12:30am - 5:20am

DR: I'm floating in a hot air baloon over the barren fields near NZ. I ask the guy which way he thinks wind will take us. I see some sacks with what I think is chopped up meat on the fields, but they turn out to be onions. We land next to my parents house. I take a few onions with me. (Watched episode of Futurama, where they leave the sewers with hot air baloon.)

DR: I'm hiding in a house where people are walking around. I think they see me but I don't mind and they don't mind either. I have a small insect that is bioluminiscent bright green. I hold it in my hand, otherwise it would be flying infront of me. I think it's half bio, half mechanical. Like a little spy insect. (Watched Avatar, where little insect when disturbed jumped in the air and flew like a helicopter.)

Nap 8:30am - 9:50am
I'm in India. (Watched documentary about cotton farmers in India.) I'm in a huge house with tons of people. I'm suppose to be one of the babysitters. They show me some rooms, I introduce myself to gramma, other people introduce themself to me. I'm having hard time understanding because of their very thick accent. I lay under cover with one of the uncles. Apparently, it's a custom. The call me closer and I see they gonna sing happy birthday to someone.

Then they gonna show me my room. I come to to small house outside of the big one. There are two entry doors. Between them is a lot of old spiderwebs on dirty, whitewashed walls. I realize nothing will stop snakes and other things from crawling to my room. They open the door to the left for a boy who is suppose to live there. The room is barely two steps deep. He complains about it. Room is empty, just a concrete bench on the back wall, like in a jail.

My room is still under construction. Lots of concrete debree on the floor, dust, white paint, tools, buckets... Room is huge and now I notice light coming in there from right side. There are some chairs and sofas and people are sitting there from other parts of the house to watch tv, that's on the oppoiste wall on some cabinets filled with books and other stuff.

DR: I'm walking along the road at night in Kom. I don't ahve money so I ask some people and I think I can ask the bus driver to take me for free, because he knows my mom. I would pay him later, of course.

I'm walking in different part of that place. I hear a siren. It means some kind of a danger. I have no idea what kind, but alien invasion crosses my mind. I get off the road and start walking in some dusty ditch.

Before this, I'm crossing a river on some kind of a rope suspended between shores. No clue what I'm doing there, but to escape something I drop down. (Watched the axe man and their trouble with skyline cable suspended in air that draggs the timber.)

Sunday 3/10/13 bed 1am-9:30am

Last couple of days I had this strong feeling that maybe my company would ask me to relocate to Bangalore, India. I'm kinda opened to the idea. I was looking at maps, reading relocating websites and I'm actually excided. It's very unlikely to happen, but it's exciting to think about.

DR -
I just arrived to India. It's lunch time and I sit at the table with about 8-10 spaces. There are only 3 people sitting there, but their office mates are arriving shortly. I'm scooting over to give everybody space. These will be my coworkers. One guy looks like he is the boss and he tells me something about food. I'm disappointed that he doesn't talk to me more about what's gonna happen now.

I eat some soup from small bowl. Then they bring plates of deepfried catfish and corn. Someone puts a big piece on my plate and I feel obliged to eat it all.

While we eat, I watch some girls play on their lunch break. They are dressed in traditional colorful saris. I'm thinking if I should wear stuff like that too.

After lunch we go for a run. Some kind of a team strenghtening excercize. I see from birds-eye view some guys putting bushes in middle of the running path to hide there and scare the new person. I see this girl, face sunburned, as she is saying - "I'm going home. Not staying here". I realize that's me and I'm disappointed in her.

Tuesday, 3/13/12 Bcomplex 100 at 1;44pm, 100mg 5-HTP at 11:13pm.

DR 3:12am - big fight, naciz

DR around 8am - VIVID
I'm in India on a busy street, that has a gentle slope. I'm watching and taking pictures of festivities in honor of Lord Vishnu. At one point I'm in an area in the middle of the sidewalk, that has sofas in the square shape and handle bars around it. I'm kneeling on the sofa looking backwards towards some ultra modern, tall, glass and metal buildings. I see the backrest of the sofa is blue and grey and I'm thinking, how clean it is. I inhale and smell the air.
I'm taking pictures of an airplane taking off in very steep climb towards the tall buildings. The airplane is dwarfed by the size of them. It looks like it will clear the building, but then in slow motion, I see yellow sparks from the bottom of the airplane, where it clipped the front edge of the roof. I see it smoking and I can feel it crashing on the other side of the building. Person next to me shows me video on his camera. There I see, that before it clipped the roof, it clipped some smaller tower that was part of this building and that's why it didn't gain enough altitude. Then I hear, that it crashed into a small town of Spiske.... in High Tatras area of SK. I realize, that to do that, it had to take off from Poland, thus I have to be in Poland, but I'm in India.