Blue_Opossum

Morning of June 12, 2015. Friday.



In this dream I seem to be living in a skewed version of my childhood home in Cubitis yet again. However, the neighbors are seemingly all different and it seems to be in present time. The time throughout at least the first two parts of my dream is at night, perhaps around nine o'clock. I am with Zsuzsanna as we are now for the most part. To the south live another married couple, I think, and they own two cars, which for some reason are parked in the southwest section of our lawn, the back of the cars right near our windows, both cars facing south. This annoys me, but that is not the worst of it.

Just outside our windows, in our big front yard, is a large vehicle which mainly resembles a container truck. There is an additional truck which also seems to relate to an industrial or commercial venue; some sort of semi-trailer cab or utility vehicle though it reminds me of a Matchbox pipe-carrying truck I had as a child. One truck is parked facing south and the other facing east, parked in our driveway. I am very annoyed at why people would park like this in our yard. I start yelling at one point, at no one in particular, though the unknown female in the other house looks through their northwest window and says that the trucks are not theirs. Although I am annoyed by the cars parked in our yard, I say that the trucks are far more annoying to have parked right next to our windows. Both trucks look like they might be from the early 1970s or earlier. I am not sure where the drivers are.

I decide to go out and do something about the situation. Somehow (without any implied special powers) I am easily able to move the truck manually by pulling on the front bumper and it rolls to be perpendicular to where it was and now faces east towards our house. I give it a shove, and it rolls backward across our entire large front yard, goes across the highway, and stops on the other side near Kenny and Karen’s old house. The other truck, I do the same with, as I doubt anyone would know what happened or what I was capable of and I feel very good and assertive in doing this. I push it with slightly more effort and it goes a bit too fast and nosily flips over while crossing over the small culvert and lands on mostly its side, though partly leaning on the first truck. I feel a sense of pleasure and wish I could see the reaction of the drivers who had the audacity to park in our yard. An unknown neighbor mentions something about it and I make a claim of how they were so easy to move as such due to them being on wheels.

Later, my dream shifts slightly, and my wife and I are on a large bed at the end of our driveway, head of the bed to the south and adjacent longways to the highway. We are starting to make love. A group of people are walking south down the highway, all somewhat drunk. One mildly intoxicated male stops near our bed and holds his beer bottle on it (near my head) as if it were a counter. I start calling him numerous extreme curse words and ask him if he thinks this is a public place (which it is not, as we are technically in our driveway). As I am yelling, my dream shifts again, though I have a residual confusion about why I would have the bed outside and especially right off the highway. It seems related to just having augmented boldness.

This time, there was a “fictional three daughters” carryover from a recent dream. However, this time the fictional three daughters belong to my wife’s sister Judy - though I get the impression they are recently adopted, though they have a somewhat Middle-Eastern appearance. For some reason, Judy is rolling her eyes to where the pupils and irises almost vanish (and only white is left showing) and I comment on this in a humorous tone, saying something about her trying to see her own forehead or something similar.

My dream fades when we are all in the kitchen and there is something involving both the preparation of food and something about working with some sort of educational craft. I get the impression I had been eating too much of something from the refrigerator’s freezer but cannot recall what it was; possibly some sort of weird fictional food item, though I also take some Salami sticks out to eat from the refrigerator section after this.

Morning of July 31, 2013. Wednesday.



Another very recent (this morning) vivid dream which really should have been more lucid (although there is a solid clear awareness of something being “different”) was related to going into another dimension of a fairly small overall size. Even though this other “world” - about the size of a large business building or perhaps movie theater - has its own rulers, I seem to have ultimate power everywhere within it, at least eventually.

The main idea is that these other “people” are not quite people but some sort of powerful interdimensional being (carrying weapons as well as having some sort of mental power to control others) that are only taking human form for a time. Real human beings had found their way into this other dimension by accident or based on a deliberate portal set up somewhere in the real (or indigenous) world in a public location, mostly relating to halls or doors in halls. Oddly, a few of these people (interdimensionally kidnapped victims) seem to have been actors on old television shows such as “Daktari” and “Swiss Family Robinson”. This was likely vaguely related to an old “Swiss Family Robinson” episode we had just seen and my wife and I laughing ourselves nearly unconscious while watching it. The episode was “Curse of the Idol” - and the unintentional gag was that these people had been on the island for awhile and were working in their garden, when one of them then suddenly just noticed a rather large open cave they had somehow not noticed at any time prior to that point though it had been right next to them all that time. There is something about older television shows and movies and the completely different style of acting and writing that throws me into fits of laughter even with more serious shows.

Anyhow, in this other dimension in my dream, I notice that the portal into it is a short distance to the east within the hall I am in and is otherwise like an ordinary doorway in appearance. I am able to get some people out and back into the “real world” (although I always remain in this other dimension to continue to help all the others still “trapped” by the malevolent beings), sometimes after them having been gone for seemingly a very long time. The other beings do not notice right away and I sometimes “play dumb” when approached.

Eventually, though, I am found out, and it will probably be their intent to destroy me or at least put me in a cage or something. However, I am not powerless. I am easily able to destroy them simply by pointing my finger at their forehead - some sort of energy blast eliminates them completely. I am also not harmed at all by the firing from their weapons.

When there are still only a few of these threatening beings left, I continue to help as many people escape that I can, but it eventually seems to be not as feasible with all the different hallways and such, almost like a maze. These clever beings that have captured so many humans may still end up with several victims here and there in this other world.

I walk through the various maze-like hallways and manage to direct a few people here and there who had been standing in a longer line - usually to a small rectangular table near a wall to be “processed” or identified by the beings - instructing them on how to return to Earth. However, I am still annoyed and somewhat lost for a time - but finally, I get an unusual idea. As I am “all-powerful” in this other dimension of otherwise threatening beings, I eventually find myself with the potential to just lift up the entire maze-like dimensional construct itself somewhat like someone lifting up a camping tent over their head by the framework. After I do this, every other person in this dimension is now free of all the walls (that are now all up in the air above us all) and can just walk out through the portal to the east.

Later on, as in another (prior) recent dream, I am again transformed into mostly a very large sheet or cloth that moves about quickly in the sky above all the other people that had been freed (but not really as a “ghost” as the other people still seem to see me as a living, flying person). One person seems concerned about a potentially dangerous creature that is first thought to be a lion but turns out to be a koala in a smaller wooden cage that is joined to many other old wooden cages. This was part of an abandoned zoo on some sort of complex and narrow wooden walkway between dimensions (some sort of sub-portal just before we finally get to our real world - somewhat like the middle space within a doorway, I suppose). I also read several billboards, but can no longer remember all the phrases even though it was partially my intent to do so, mostly relating to tourist information regarding the abandoned zoo - and there is a picture of the koala (possibly the play on “Koalafornia”). I feel fantastic flying around for quite some time prior to finally waking.