dream fragment

-THE DREAM MANSION-
The Purple Cape Man
We all have to have that one person you never see before in your life end up in a dream. Most of the time we don't remember them but i remember this character clearly.
He wore a large black and purple cape, much like Dracula from those vampire movies with the long popped collar.
He had long black hair and he looked pale, though not at all vampiric... he had an English accent.. from the UK.
And what was weird is that he ended up in my Dream Mansion, i was wondering around and out of nowhere, he held me captive in my own kitchen explaining how he will destroy my House.
He was obviously evil somewhat and hated me.
That was just another dream fragment from The Dream Mansion dreams i had.

Everyone has their own fears... well my greatest fear is the grudge. If i see her, i start to panic, breathe really fast, and start crying... yes I'm a little girl when it comes to the grudge but i try my best not to think of her. But i just remembered a dream fragment from THE DREAM MANSION, my house where i live in my dreams... i was having multiple dreams in that mansion. Well i remember walking around when i see her.. right front of me, right away i start to panic and i think okay just think of something different... focus... make her go away. And she disappeared, that was what scared me out of my sleep. I hope not to see her EVER AGAIN.

I have a dream friend that appears in some of my dreams, the only name that pops into my head when i think of him is " Scott". He has long messy blonde hair, like brad pitt from Troy. He wears this brown t shirt and khaki shorts. He looks 16 or 17, about my age and he's freakin nice and cool. But he only appears in very few of my dreams and its mostly just a dream fragment of what he looks like.

I don't remember these dreams very well anymore, gonna try to journal right when I wake up.

Dream 1
My mom had some book that she was burning. It spawned these golden frogs that I think had chocolate inside of them. If you killed them, you got blocks of Minecraft wood.

Dream 2
Something about cars

Dream 3
I remember I was trying to find my new High School bus, and I started talking to some school friends, I think Mr Chopra was there. (see Dream 4) I'm confused about what actually happened in this dream, because this was a waking life event, and I had a dream version of it too, so I don't know what happened in waking life and what happened in the dream.

Dream 4
I'm in Mr Chopra's class (8th grade math teacher) and he's giving us some strange problems

1. "Her sales and her unibrow are nowhere near where they need to be." Had a feeling of watching TV. Was thinking of Jess and the coffee shop.

*I woke up and drank cold coffee and went back to bed.

2. I am in a hot air balloon. There is an old crazy looking man. He has long gray hair and looks like the actor that played Gandolf. His hair is wild and wind sept. It is very windy. We are very high up. I see gray mountains in the distance. Suddenly the wind blow the opposite direction. The old man becomes excited and says "There it is!" I have the feeling like we made it past a certain threshold and it would be easy from there.

*I was trying to WILD and fell into non lucid sleep

3. I am at my wifes grandparents house. They haven't lived there in a long time. I look inside but it turns into my mother-in-laws house. I see parts that is half torn down. I think we should rebuild this house and move in. I walk outside and notice the door was unlocked and I never used a key. I leave it unlocked. I see some chickens and they are so hungry they are like swarming me and begging for food. I think, "Oh crap no one has fed them all this time!" So I quickly find so feed and a feeder and fill it up and then I sprinkle some on the ground so they will have pleanty. I then go into a shed and find a paper bag. I has some more feed but it is like moist clumps. That when the 4 or 5 cats attack me and latch onto the bag and my arm. I am amused but I try to shake them off. They wont come off and one is latched to my forearm. It doesn't hurt but I am getting mad now. I step out of the shed and spin in a circle and fling the bag and cats into the air with all my might. The cats go spinning and flying far into the sky and out of sight. I laugh.

Dream? 1? 2?: I'm not sure if this should be considered a dream, or not, so I'm throwing those questions marks in there. I am pretty sure I was asleep, and suddenly I felt like my body was floating and a couple of quick shakes or vibrations or rather buzzy feeling in between happened, and then I was seeing six different places at once, as if I was looking at three TV screen stacked on top of one another next to another stack of three... but somehow I felt like I was actually in six places at once rather than being in 1 place watching pictures of six places. I thought to myself, "Is this a dream?" It was very weird and disorienting for a second or two, then everything went black. The it happened, again! and this time instead of everything going black, I tried to roll over and dispel whatever was going on. When I rolled over, my daughter did the same in her bed and rolled right out of bed! I've never had dreams like that before. I don't know if it was a dream or sleep paralysis or even something else like astral travel or OBE or something. It was definitely weird though!

Dream 3(Fragment): I'm standing in front of someone, it may have been Kurasawa, but I'm not sure bc at this point I wasn't feeling him. I was on my guard completely, I thought I was going to have to fight this person, and that this person might not even be a person at all because I had been told there was a monster here and this person was the only thing I found when I arrived. (I don't remember being told this and my trip to "here" well enough to tell you how it went, but I have a vague recall of it) The person and I kind of stood there ready to fight, then he reached out to grab me and I dodged and tried to hit him, then he smacks my hand away and tries to grab me again and I dodge again. Then he shifts completely, drops his aggressive stance. This is where it gets fuzzy and I can't remember exacts again. I suddenly feel completely safe and warm and happy... leading me to wonder if he was Kurasawa, as those are the feelings he gives me. I think he hugs me, and tells me he doesn't have to worry about me not being able to defend myself, then he tells me that I need to go. I get on a train and leave.

Dream Four (Fragment): I'm at some sort of Christmas party with my husband and kids. It's time to leave, so I go get the car to pull it up to the door and void getting the kids cold. We must have been with my husbands family bc I left him inside with the kids talking to them and if if had been my family I'd have stayed inside and he would have gotten the car. Someone's moving vehicles around, and it's icy and snowy. I get in my car, but then a man is driving a UPS truck too fast and it slips in the ice and nearly hits my car! A woman screams, but the driver gets the vehicle under control and everything is ok. I drive to the front of the building and my husband and kids walk out. I put the car in park and try to strap my daughter in her carseat... but she reeks, and when I pick her up my hands get wet... she's pooped her pants and it's the messy baby kind of poop, all liquid and orange. I tell my husband she's pooped her pants, and he says he knows he thought we'd change her when we get home. I fuss at him that she should have been changed as soon as he noticed it, and then I run her inside to change her. I wake up in the middle of cleaning her up!

Dream Five: I'm in a hotel talking to a renaissance act in a lobby. The man is very nice, and I'm telling him I've seen his show at the ren fair, and how awesome it was. He gives me a hat, and asks me to hold onto it for him. It has his cell phone inside. Then I have to leave and walk outside. My son is there too, and he also gets a hat from the guy before we leave. It takes me a while to find my car as the parking lot is being torn up and repaved in places and the equipment blocks my view of it. When we get to my car some guy is smoking and trying to hit on me, and I tell him I don't like smokers. He puts his ash tray on my dash, but I drive off before he can get in my car. I pick up my husband at a door on the other side of the parking lot, and he's mad there's an ash tray in the car and I have to explain why.

All the dreams are fragments because I'm not taking notes. Still having very little luck remembering to keep my eyes closed and not move when I wake up for this DEILDing thing, lol.

06/17/2012
"Spider-Cave Excursion"

I don't remember much of this dream, but the earliest thing I recall is being in a tomb or cave-like environment, with some other people. Not sure why, or what we might have been doing down there, but I do know that the place was crawling with large, rat-sized spiders. There was one moment, in particular, where we running through a narrow passage, and an army of those spiders were stringing down on their webs behind us. (Been having a lot of wolf spiders around the house, lately. I was bound to start dreaming about them sooner or later.)

Later, I had become lucid. (I don't remember how, though, which has been pretty common in my last few lucids). The only two things I really remember while lucid is doing a front walk-over (flip using hands), across a small bridge, and trying to blow up the tires of an enemy truck that had advanced on me from somewhere, using a sort of 'heat-hand' attack, but to no avail. I have a feeling my lucidity lasted a good while, but I really don't remember much.

The only other thing I recall was escaping an area on bikes, though I can't remember if they were motorized or not. A friend was with me, riding along-side, and we were rushing down a grassy trail. I was carrying a sharpened piece of rebar that I had been using for a weapon and dropped it, during the escape. Being that it was the only thing I had, remember risking turning back around to pick it up, before completely riding away.

That's about all I recall, though.

This morning's dream was quite detailed, and although part of the dream after the first one has been blocked out, many scenes still remain intact. A few scenes become slightly graphic

There was a man lying on the ground. The room was dark, with scenes of red curtains, and possibly tables and gold-framed portraits strewn throughout. Suddenly, another man walks in and starts shooting pistol rounds at him. I counted about 20 rounds, or more than 100 shots fired. The pretext for this terrible scene, I do not remember.

Time to report this massacre to someone close-by. Number of killed: 1. Could that really aptly describe the horror to the full extent?

West Java, Indonesia

Somewhere, a strong earthquake jolted the region, affecting a rural area outside the city of Jakarta. There was a volcanic eruption that turned the sky red around the world. Somewhere, possibly in Japan, another volcanic eruption changed the character of the sky.

One tribe in Java offended another. For some reason, a war began, and tanks started rolling into the fields. Many were killed, and women and children were seen hiding in their tents, as bombs exploded around them. The facade said this was Kota Kinabalu. But that's in Malaysia, on the island of Borneo.

What did they even fight over?

Soon, a ceasefire was declared, as the tribes came to terms with the conflict. Nobody made a move for days, then days turned into weeks, and weeks months. A pile of dust still lay unforbidden.

China, 1989

There was some Western company being sent in, a camera attached to the back of a fruit fly, to send into the nasal passages of a person. Inside, there were a series of rooms, four floors, and a conference meeting in one. Not much going on anywhere, but suddenly a stampede of people rushed toward the pool. A British filmmaker joined me. The crazy woman, as she was called, Caucasian and dark brown hair, swam all the way to the opposite shore at an impossible speed, and took a basket, filling it quickly with water. It formed a Canada goose shape, which then rose on top the water in the form of a bubble, which burst, and people laughed.

I highly recommend this book, I wrote. It brings an air of humanity fo 1980's and 90's Asia, including the events in Indonesia and Tiananmen Square, even to the police and soldiers who instigated the massacre in various places.

I woke up for the second time now, this time about 40 minutes before I had set my alarm to ring. Perhaps this was because I had a lot of work.

yesterday morning. frags.

A bunch of people at a party trying to get me to do shit. fuck off.

I had the power to light flammable things with my mind. I put on some kind of a show in a hotel. I had 2 partners with powers as well, but I don't remember what they were. Competitors, i guess, set up some sort of domino-like structure which failed miserably.

I remember seeing this tanker truck that looked like it had a four wheeler for the front part. It was sitting in my yard and my brother said he had a new job driving them. Recall is a bit fuzzy but I remember there were two of them and they got stuck in mud. They transformed into people and got into the car I was riding in...

I've had a dream of being at some house. I was looking around and I was playing a video game, Some how I've got stuck in the video game and I got scared wondering what the hell is happening. I turned into a Super Saiyan because the game's goggles wouldn't come off me, then suddenly some girl that was staying at my place came to rescue me before it was too late. She transformed into some flame girl covered in blazing flames. Her hair turned red and her body turned into a blazing torch. You couldn't touch her or you would be fried. I've gotten out of the Goggles and I've noticed the girl looking at me, she looked really beautiful covered in those flames.

05/30/2012
Dream Fragment:
I had Mrs. Gentry again - a wretched old witch of an art teacher that I had back in high school - but for some different subject than art. Can't remember what it was, though. Anyway, she was pretty much being a bitch, as usual. There was also something about someone telling me that they thought the novel I'm working on reads like a best-seller, which made me feel pretty good.



06/03/2012
Dream Fragment:
There was a huge battle going on, against some magical organization. I vaguely remember supernatural elements, such a ghosts, throughout the ordeal, but I really can't recall too much of it. At one point, I was either flying through a city or on a tall highway, looking out over a slum area. In one high-rise window, I saw a woman get eaten by the enormous face of some colossal, fanged monster that was obviously too big to actually fit in the building. When it chomped down on her, there was a wide splash of blood that completely blotted out the window. (I believe the concept of the 'monster too big for the room, eating her' was inspired by the novel I am writing.)

Later, I was back on the ground, and I was being attacked by a small army (of actual soldiers) that were the size of insects. They flooded the concrete and advanced on my with their tiny weapons, but they were no much for the flaming aerosol can that I torched them all with.

This dream occurred just this morning. I'll only remember certain parts of it, and as for the other past dreams, I will post some of those shortly too.

We were on a trip to another school. Walking into the hallways, I thought about, or perhaps discussed, how science accepts some concepts while ignoring others. If religion wants to ignore gravity, thought someone, wouldn't that make their belief still true because they have faith?

Actually, I thought. We only perceive something as real if it is separate from the rest. What about the theory of changing gravitational constant over eons - also similar to the Variable Speed of Light Hypothesis - why does science ignore that? Why is evolution accepted but not the evolution of gravity? What about the reports of spiritual experiences? What was objective and what was qualia?

There was some kind of Super-ego theory, too.

Somewhere hours later, there was a thunderstorm. I woke up in my old bedroom, talking with my "biological mother", who supposedly was different from my mom in real life. It was 12:23 pm, time to get up.

We went on another tour of a school, sometime later in the day at 7:50 am, as the buses were leaving early. We walked inside with a bunch of high school students, me reflecting on the "dreams" I'd just had, writing them down in my all-purpose notebook.

A female friend of mine gave me a piece of cake on a plate. I tried cutting it a few times, but it was silicone, and seemed to disappear a little each time I cut it. I promised to get the cake repaired, but said, "this would be appetizing if it weren't silicone".

I woke up. It was 8:41 am. The previous day, I'd indeed talked to this female friend about shellac, and how it was secreted from the female lac bug, even in candy.

Note to self, reading books about aliens before bed might not be the best idea.

Dream One: I'm huddling in the middle of the house in the dark with the kids trying to stay away from the windows. I'm sure that if I'm near the windows the aliens will see me O.o Woke up from this one almost too scared to go to the bathroom, lol.

Dream Two(Fragment): Much less scary alien dream, and as a result i remember very little. I think I opened the front door, and let someone in. and He was telling me to relax, aliens aren't going to bother me, they don't want to hurt anyone, and I'm not ready to see them yet anyways. As I said before, I'm reading a book my mom suggested I read about Aliens and religion (It's called "In Our Image", by Susan Alan, it's fiction not fact or anything.) and I'm 100% sure that's why I had scary alien dreams when I went to sleep, lol. I'm going to have to reserve reading it for before 6 O'clock I think.

Dream Three (Fragments): Probably the longest dream of the night, but I only remember parts. The first part I'm dressed in red and purple, and I have multiple arms (like that goddess, Shiva?) I'm yelling out, angrily. Another fragment I'm seeing an army marching over a hill. I think these were connected, like I was cheering them or or else I was about to face the army, but I could be wrong ans I can't remember what happened after. The next point I can remember I am on the sidewalk at the house I lived in as a kid. There's a man in a black suit and short blond hair with me. He's saying to me that it's best if I keep a low profile because "they" don't know what I am capable of and so he can let me live. Then he wants to talk to my family for a moment, to make sure that unmaking my brother worked. I'm really sad, and I don't think I say anything to him at all because I'm so depressed. I think they've unwritten my brother from history, gone back in time somehow and just made it so he was never born. The man knocks on the front door, and Grandma answers it. The man asks her about my brother, and she tells him I never had a brother and he must be mistaken. He thanks her and starts to walk down the sidewalk to the driveway. I follow him in a stupor, I don't know what to do, I'm just so sad. Then we get to the driveway, and the man gets in a silver colored car with no doors, instead the windshield and top of the car lift and drop, it kind of reminds me of the cockpits in the Y wings in Star wars actually. The glass was a similar geometric design. When he gets in the car, something snaps inside me, I realize that he's the only one besides me that knows my brother ever existed, and he's the one who won't let me take my revenge because he doesn't want "them" (who ever they are?) to know "what I'm capable of" (whatever that is?) I run out in front of the car, and leap on top of it. I'm angry, FURIOUS, and I can't half control myself. My hands looks like claws, and I begin ripping the glass off the car. It's some sort of plexiglass or something because it doesn't break when it hits the ground, it's only breaking in the spots where I hit it or rip through it with my claws. I'm growling and sound and feel much more like animal than a person. The guy doesn't even flinch though, he just sits in the car and watches me throw pieces of his car's windshield and windows and tops all over the driveway. I stop when I run out of glass, and feel completely deflated. That served absolutely no purpose. The guy then tells me that's not keeping a low profile like he asked me to. Suddenly I feel like a guilty puppy who just tore up the shoe of the person who's been caring for and feeding it. Obviously this guy knows "what I'm capable of" or he wouldn't mention it, then he goes and puts his own neck on the line by not reporting to "them" who I kind of figured in the dream were his superiors so I'd be safe. I repay that kindness by throwing a tantrum, doing what he told me not to, and tearing up his car. I'm a bitch I think the strong feelings are why I remember this dream so well, the sadness, the anger, and the guilt.

Dream Four: I'm in a house, watching my kids, but it's not my house. Suddenly, all their stuffed animals come to life! The things want me to release them from the house, but I refuse. It seems I'm the only one who can release them, they need my power to escape. Then They tell me they want me to release"The big guy downstairs" and in the dream I know it's some sort of robot that runs the house not actually a stuffed animal at all. I say that there's one condition to me bringing him to life, none of them (including him) can hurt me or my family, and they can't leave the house. They're cool with this, so I start to go downstairs, then I think I need to grab my bag and my computer mouse first. The animals ask me to give them my bag and my mouse, and I refuse. I tell them I know enough about magic to know that my energy will reside in things that I use often even when I'm not using them, and the LAST thing I want is them to find a way to use that energy to do what I will not. I go downstairs, and there's a guy playing video games, I think it's my husband but I'm not sure. A lady knocks on the door, and I ask him to watch the kids and the stuffies to make sure that they don't do anything while I go out and talk to this lady. She's telling me that stuffed animals are coming to life all over, and that I need to find a way to destroy them before they get to the mad scientist that is causing them to come to life. She's telling me this, I hear a sound nearby, and look up to see a stuffed Yoshi walking across the railing of the porch. The Woman whips out a gun and shoots Yoshi! Before I can flip out, his body falls forwards and bees come out of his stuffing and attack us. I'm running back inside to the shower and batting at them. the lady is doing the same. They don't get in the house, but there are several tiny stings on my face and I fill the sink with cold water and submerse my face in it to cool the stings. Then I look over to check on the lady who is doing the same in the sink. I ask her if she thinks there are bees in the animals playing with my kids, and she said no. Then an image appears like a hologram in the kitchen. It's a man with Elvis style hair and he's laughing maniacally about his bees. Then he's saying that if we survived his bee stings, maybe we'll survive his mutating gas! and then he shows this beautiful girl saying that this is what she looks like before mutating gas, then she suddenly looks like a man and is saying this is how she looked afterwards, and her face starts melting like it's made of soft clay or play dough and she has to reshape it herself. Then I wake up, lol.