7/13/15 Went to bed at 11:30, woke up at 5:30 naturally, dozed until alarm went off at 6:30. In the 5:30 to 6:30 space, I had some dreams. In one, I was driving into Disneyworld. I was at the gate, waiting to pay to park, and one of the workers recognized me. She said “Hi, your dad is waiting for you.” Apparently, I was the son of the owner of Disneyworld. All of the workers then recognized me. I got into some sort of flying machine, and flew over the park to meet my dad. I woke up before I got there. In another dream, I dreamed that I was my son (4 year old), and I was getting into the car. I had a hard time keeping my thoughts together, and couldn't focus on getting into the car. Then I woke up. I bet that is really how it is for him - I should be more patient.
7/12/15 Went to bed at 11:15, woke up at 7:00. Remembered nothing. I had hurt my back that day, and had taken some Aleve to numb the pain. I bet that had something to do with it.
I was with Manei in the park in my neighborhood. We were swinging together on the swingset and talking for awhile. I don't remember everything we talked about, just the ending part of our discussion. There were one or two questions before this. I think one of the questions was about communism and farming. I don't remember the wording but it had something to do with her asking me if I thought communism was bad. I told her how the idea itself isn't evil; we just think it is because there have been evil dictators in the past. I also remember she looked odd in the dream. She's been having trouble mainlining her physical appearance recently. She was shorter and had green eyes this time. Me: "What is your favorite color?" Manei: "Milky human peeish poo." (wut?) Me: "You know sometimes I feel like I should be asking you about more important spiritual things that your favorite color, but I can't think of anything better. Okay, I have one. Do you think humans are going to destroy the planet with war and pollution or is everything going to be okay?" Manei: "It looks to me like humankind as a whole is pretty much screwed, with global warming and all. I think its better to make a significant change in one persons' life than an insignificant change everywhere." We got off the swings and started walking toward where my house is. Manei: "You know what would be cool? Having a cyclops dog with only one eye." Me: "Well its a dream so anything is possible... Wait... do you mean like one eye in the middle of the head like a true cyclops, or just a regular dog that's missing one eye?" I woke up.
Updated 07-13-2015 at 03:23 PM by 53527
Piss my dad off dad pissess me off give him punches. Renegade game, mining, Obelisk, avoid the ApCtower! run behind the rocks and hide. and place ur C4 in the buildings. Obelisk Hand of nod. Barracks. Go in the shower and watch Yara. The girls The boys. Touch girl. Hug her, Feel her Warmth. wake up This is reality. This is a dream. Don't laugh at me. This IS a dream..!!! No it's not But it is dream... I'm going to sleep sleep and dream in the showers of renegade. Go to the boys showers. Give the girls a look. Don't look at Yara. The girl comes to you . . . Takes off her bra. Nipples still covered by bra. You take off the rest. Kiss her tits. Small tits. Her expression is pure. She likes you. Wake up from audible hallucinations. Dog wakes up too :/
Earlier: +(f) something in a restaurant/club/cafe with people, sex? Later: Long series of different short (-ly recalled) scenes across multiple wakings, dream boundaries not clear. Feel like a lot of dreaming once I started to recall it all. In the backyard of my childhood home, there is a huge ship (cruise) I'm jumping down from the ship on to the pier in the garden, and pulling/directing the ship with a rope, it's a far jump but I land and bend my knees I'm on a train/subway, for some reason I must collect and go through the garbage, I find a grocery bag full of packages of sliced swiss cheese, I see the cheese with the holes in it very clearly. I say "with all the types of cheese in the world, why does this guy have to only buy swiss?" Someone else comments that swiss is awesome and it's OK to buy it. The packs of cheese look to be in perfect, new condition and I consider keeping some for myself. I'm sitting at a table with some people, I take a drink from my soda bottle. A black guy across from me wants to smell it, he picks it up and smells it, he wants to take a drink I tell him not to "lip" it, I watch carefully and bob my head around to get a view of his mouth to make sure he doesn't lip it. He lips it and empties the bottle. I'm mad that he finished my drink, and several times angrily demand that he buy me another. We stand up to fight, there's another guy on his side, they both grab forks. The main guy moves in for the attack and I think of using a judo through [don't know judo], I grab him and try to fall backwards and throw him over me, but he's heavy and he ends up falling (on top of, near) me. computers and friends: lots of scenes of 1980's PC computer internals, a friend's Commodore PET with a green screen (one piece) keeps almost falling off of a high shelf and I keep pushing it back up. I come across an "original MAC" (I know it's a reproduction done by some Asian company), it has a large square monitor. Some guy gets angry when someone unplugged his net cable ("Hey! That's my connection!") A quick progression of images of my workspace/room. First one fairly large and OK with decent space, second one much smaller and desks much closer, and third one horrible: spots all squished together, no separators, when I see this third space I declare "oh, no!" I'm sitting at my desk in a new office space/arrangement, there are tall large/bulky wooden furniture separating the work stations, my desk is at located at an intersection of two hallways on a corner, one extending off to the right, another behind me. My back is to the corridor extending off behind me. I think this is a fairly quiet location but if people start using it for walking around the office it could get busy, which would be annoying, no privacy. I stand and up see the work station of other guy, he's tucked into the corner of the building among these large shelves/cupboars/separators, it's a better location because it has no through foot traffic. I'm gathering toothbrush(es) and toiletries to go have sex with GF, there's a lot to carry, I see a basket and have the great idea to put everything into the basket. This is much more convenient! I pick up the basket, it's unbalanced, and it tips over and all the items fall out, now I have to pick it all up. In a cosmetic shop, two young girls are standing at the counter buying creams and scrubs, the clerk is telling them the prices of the items ("$48?"), I'm standing a bit behind them, I comment on the scrub and say it's done great things for my skin, the clerk agrees it's good but says it's expensive.
Something horrible, sad and utterly wrong happened to the world and people had to seal themselves in old castles, buildings that seemingly survived everything. I was outside a cathedral surrounded by castle walls. With masses of people I was watching a politician jumping on top of a broken cross, and saying something about new elections. I decided to go away, and found group of people that had marks on their arms. I looked at my arm saw that I have it to: a red reversed pentagram. I told them that we should unite, gather force and leave the castle, to conquer the new world.
I dream these alot with my current or past pets. As with any dream, something might morph into something else. So what started out as Snuggles the Siamese, turned into Ziggy at some point. But that's not the point. Sofie was grooming Snuggles/Ziggy, behind a couch. And where she licked him, which was on one side of his ribcage, the hair was gone, and the skin was like cooked salmon. I freaked out and tried to tend to the area, but chunks of fishy skin would flake off. I kept telling myself that new healthy skin would grow underneath and replace it. He didn't seem to be in pain. Fortunately as I was examining the flakey skin, he turned over so that the affected area was against the floor. I just didn't want Sofie to lick it anymore. I love how no where in the dream did I consider a vet or sequestering one cat from the other. I was glad to wake up from it though. Yuckypoo.
This dream tossed me into some stressful situations that were results of my bad choices but the weird part is I never actually made the mistakes...I was just thrown into the aftermath and left to deal with the consequences. I walk outside of my house straight towards my car. I'm startled to see my new car covered in rust spots all over the hood and along the top. I panic and think how it looks like shit. Am I supposed to tell my insurance? Then I realize oh no I've made a horrible mistake...this isn't my car. There was a mix up when I was at the store earlier apparently. I must of drove the wrong car home thinking it was mine bc it looked just like it (how did I overlook that rust?) I start to think about how I'm going to sort this out. I'm then instantly thrown into a even worse situation. All of a sudden I'm looking at my tablet browsing some website, then I look up and holly $#!t I'm driving! I quicky tried to get the car under control. I was so angry at myself why was I doing that? So stupid I almost wrecked...what the hell was I thinking? I look around, I'm so lost. I'm on a road out in the desert. How long was I driving like that and how many wrong turns did I take? I wonder. I'm trying to navigate to any clues of my location so I can make it home but I'm swerving all over the road. Oh no...I'm drunk too! I'm so wasted. I wonder to myself how the hell have I not wrecked yet? So irresponsible. I have to get home now. It keeps getting worse.. I look in my review mirror and see a car and behind that car is a cop car. I think about pulling over to the shoulder and letting it pass but decide not to because it's too suspicious. I do my best to get it together and drive right. It works well for a little bit until I look back again to check on that cop. It's way back everything is fine I think. Then I look straight ahead and notice I over shot a turn and was now driving down a intersection on the wrong side. Damn it! As expected the cop hits the lights and races towards me. I pull over. I know the gig is up. I think about the expensive dui I'm about to get. I wake up. So relieved that wasn't real!
I just read ophelia's DJ about snow on 7.6.15 and I remembered I dreamt with snow on same day as well. I talked about it on irc but never posted here. 25 [22:41] <gab> I just had a cool dream . 25 [22:41] <gab> I was on my balcony and clouds were just one foot out of my reach . 25 [22:42] <gab> so I was throwing things at it and pieces were falling down . 25 [22:42] <gab> some snow, memoriabilia of long fallen soldier... 25 [22:42] <gab> crazy . 25 [22:43] <gab> It had a potential to turn bad quick 25 [22:43] <gab> and my next dream did turn bad 25 [22:43] <gab> normally I would be scared poopless 25 [22:43] <gab> but for some reason I kept it together . 25 [14:37] <gab> 2 days go 25 [14:37] <gab> I was playing with snow 25 [14:38] <Iskatu> glorious 25 [14:39] <gab> there was a cloud hanging very low, so I threw a bowl at it and the bowl fell down full of snow 25 [14:39] <gab> so I made some snowballs and was throwing them on people on the sidewalk What I didn't say in chat is that after snow and after I called everybody out to look at it, things kept falling down. There was a largy, body size box. I looked inside expecting to see a body. But there was a military uniform of a soldier from long time ago. Maybe WWI. It was neatly layed out, green in color, looked like made of some heavy material. There were some other memorabilia around him, like documents, medals and things. Towards the end I felt a bad dream coming on. I was in a big room, lots of people. I was standing in line with my mom and other family, recieving condolences from people. There were 2-3 women. They said "they prepared her so nicely" and they were sympathetic. I thought to myself "I'm not shaking THEIR hands, I know where they had been". I was a bit scared and uncomfortable, but not panicked scared as I usually am with dreams like this. I think at some point there were bringing out the "box" and I was surprised I didn't ran out screaming.
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