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    * The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***

    Like sands through the hour glass, so are the dreams of our nights.

    1. A Plane Going Down

      by , 01-14-2013 at 08:28 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      A Plane Going Down

      I was on a yellow air plane. It had gaping holes as though large doors and windows were missing. It was as though we were in a huge, plastic, childs toy plane that was really flying.

      There were a couple other people in the plane. The pilot was flying low, and going lower. The terrain was mountainous and jagged. The pilot was now flying along the inside face of one of the mountains. Then the pilot said, "I'm going to get out" or something like that.

      A passenger objected, then the pilot explained how everyone would be fine. "All you have to do is go like this" and he flew close to a ledge and skid on his but along a smooth, flat ridge.

      I ended up getting out in a similar fashion, but I was just all of a sudden outside. Then I was busy trying to keep wild dogs away. (I saw several dogs IWL yesterday) I somehow obtained a chain with something on the end which I used to protect myself from the dogs.

      Then I saw a woman that had another chain weapon thing, and I wanted it. The woman was an extremely attractive cinnamon girl with dark hair up in a bun. She was wearing a white bath robe. I walked up to her and held her in my arms and said what she was thinking, "When will this stop happening?"

      Then there was a dog in front of me. I took the chain with the weight on the end and swung it. It wrapped around the dogs mouth.

      Then there was a scene with my son , my keys, and I was trying to get the keys or show him where they were for him to pick them up. There was a dog there and we needed the keys. I tried to get the keys with my chain thing. Then I woke up.
      non-lucid , memorable
    2. Cars, Wolf Path, Plane Hatch, Feeding Birds

      by , 02-25-2011 at 12:28 AM (* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***)
      I was with Rona. There were two cars. The first one seemed like a '67 style Dodge Charger. It was a fast car. Rona's was the style of a '67 GTO. The V lines were exaggerated. Rona was saying how it used to be a police car and it would go much faster than the other car.


      It was night and I was trying to get home. I turned right down a narrow path with brush on either side. It seems I could have gone home another way, but I didn't know how, and this path was right here and would get me home faster. The only thing is, there were wolves a entering the path.

      I was terrified, but started running faster as though I could outrun them. I had all the endurance I needed. I started to growl at the first dog, and I guess it worked. I kept running and there was another wolf up ahead. I ran easily, but then the dream ended.


      I was in an airplane and there was an open hatch. It was like a vacuum sucking up some potato chips. The hatch led to hell, or at least some evil place. It was trying to suck me up, but I didn't allow myself to be sucked up into it.


      I saw several small birds of prey. They were the size of falcons, but looked more like hawks. The background landscape was mountains, but the foreground was flat and grassy.

      I had better food ready, but when it came time to feed them, all I had was seed. Now I'm inside and there isn't as much room. I decide to feed the birds anyway. Now they are only crows. I'm disappointed, but I threw out my food for them.

      Now one of the birds is much smaller. I'm with someone who takes the bird into her mouth, though not to eat it. In my waking life I used to have small birds that liked to pick at my teeth and would stick their whole head in my mouth.

      The space I'm in starts to get very cramped. In waking life last night I was stapling reflective insulation in my attic and cramped doesn't approach how little room I had. My dream ended as I looked out at the avian activity.


      I was in a middle-eastern bazaar at night. There were large baskets hanging above me for sale. The country I was in was not a democracy, and that made me uncomfortable except for one thing: certain things were legal, and I was having a user-dream the whole time...so I went with it.

      The End

      Updated 02-25-2011 at 04:39 AM by 41873 (Working on aesthetic convention)

      Tags: birds, cars, plane, wolf
      non-lucid , dream fragment