FlyingDreams85

Still need to write down...

August 5th 2012

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August 31st 2012

Still need to write down
July 31st 2012

I have utterly no idea why I wasn't writing down my dreams in July...

June 1st 2012
I think I had another Disney related dream, some of it in flashes. One was a large piece of paper that was apparently trying to punch holes in for some kind of pointilistic effect. (pointilism is an art form I like) It was spilling somethingon the table that I had to clean up, and I was either at Dad's house or Mom's old Stockton apartment. Other flashes seem to involve me and Richard making a list (on Dad's fridge) of something, buying candy bars that were long and with an orange wrapper, and doing something I think while at Disneyland but I can't be sure as I didn't see any Disney landmarks. Another part of the dream that was more vivid. I was apparently captured by pirates who for some superstitious reason, good luck or bad luck or whatever, they decided they wanted to tie me to their ship as their ship maiden on the front of the bow. I looked up and realized that they didn't have one, so guess what I became? Although I was tied up, I somehow had use of my arms and it felt like I could steer myself. We were paddling down a jungle river and I kept seeing crocodiles swim towards me and I kept calling out "Crocodile" or "Alligator" and "it's coming off the port bow!" I passed them without difficulty and they apparently didn't attack after I had passed them. The knowledge of a boat behind me was kinda fading away and I just felt like I was either wading through the water or in the front of a canoe or something. The alligators got smaller and more toy-like, at one point a black dog looking like Toto from Wizard of Oz came wading through the water yipping a little. I went through a tunnel and on the other side there were minatures like in Storybookland. Suddenly I felt as though I were now on a canalboat going on the Storybook boat ride. I wantedto take a closer look at 2 pictures that I saw. Without physically getting up or leaving the boat, I stopped and looked carefully at the 2 pictures mounted on top of the minatures. One looked like a young Walt Disney and the other I realized was a very small cross stitch of the first picture. After looking at them I moved forward into a building somewhat like a hotel counter with papers and booklet pads and calculators. (why calculators?) I talked to the lady behind the counter and she smild and congradulated me for seeing the cross stitch picture. As I left I saw a gift shop window that had other, larger cross stitch works. That's all I could remember on waking up.


June 5th 2012

Trying to remember a very vivid dream but after a few hours at the polling place. The dream started like a printmaking club meeting and evolved into a kind of nightmarish Ghost Whisperer episode... (a day later I actually wrote the dream down) Started like a Print Club meeting, Dad was picking me up as we were saying goodbye but the other members were clustered around and listening to something Ms Santee was saying. I in the backseat of an already moving car, somehow managed to open the driver’s side door but could not get out. The dream had a movie shot of Dad hitting the brakes and the car screeching to a stop. It was daytime and I got out the passenger side and ran up to the school (not a school I recognize) all because I realized that I had not yet cleaned out my locker and it was the last day of school. (This is particularly bizarre, because I’m sure this was a high school and I did not go to a high school, I was home-schooled. Even though I’m in college now, I almost never have my own locker...) I think I got distracted by an artistic contest thing going on and I tried to make my own art entry quickly so I could get this rubber stamp texture thingy that I liked. I kept trying to find my locker but I seemed to be walking in a maze and passing other students some that were working on their own art projects. The structure of the school kept changing on me, I would walk downstairs and end up in a different building, I took the elevator up and wound upon the floor 0 which seemed to be an ice cold basement freezer! I realized that the ghost of a young girl was making this happen. She had long stringy wet hair and sunken angry eyes. I kept shouting at her trying to make her stop while I kept looking around. Finally I realized my cell phone was ringing. It was Dad who said he was going home without me! I pleaded with the ghost who finally helped me find the locker and there was Dad right next to it! I opened my locker and took out some papers and books and some old food and rotten bananas. I took what I wanted from the locker, embarrassed about the bananas. On the locker door was my art thing. A collage with various metal things on it including a heart cut out of a solid quarter coin! It said something like ‘To the only person in school from whom I actually learned something.’ As I left I saw her parents with a picture of her weeping. I had just decided to give them the art piece when I woke up.


June 6th 2012

I had a dream sort of like an alternate Little Mermaid, where Eric didn’t marry Ariel. At times I felt like part of the action and other times like I was watching a movie. At first I was swimming in a pool but the water was very dirty so when I opened my eyes underwater, it was all cloudy and brown, but the water still felt nice and warm, the pool looked a bit like my Grandmother’s backyard swimming pool, it was especially vivid right by the diving board at the deep end, left corner of the pool closest to her house. At this point it turned more into a movie. A girl first with brown hair and brown or blue eyes hugged Ariel and there was a kind of musical girlish reunion thing. Then the girl started talking about wishing she had a sister with red hair and blue eyes and started talking about wild possibilities of how she could have her wish. Ariel knew that Eric was the girl’s father and that she still loved him. She swam down to the bottom of the... pool? The sea? She was talking to the girl who could I guess breathe underwater... and who now looked way different. Short blondish boy hair with black undertones and brown or green eyes with black eyeliner around them. Ariel was telling this girl about how her father was the human she had loved but that he had married this girl’s mother instead. Ariel told about how she had attempted to film herself underwater and had an accident that had made her look ugly and scary. Flashback to the girl hovering over Ariel in the pool, Ariel turns around and is frightened by the girl. Ariel motions needing to go but how can she leave when she’s in a pool? She pushes herself out of the corner of the pool, turns around and flops into a nearby hot tub, then Ariel takes out a small pink potion and either drinks it or pours it into the hot tub. The hot tub glows bright pink for a moment and Ariel strides out of the tub on human legs. The girl thinks to herself about whether Ariel could turn her into a mermaid. Then a long camera shot shows both the pool and hot tub at night, and slowly pans up to Eric’s castle where the lights are all on and a feast is being eaten. The girl with blonde hair runs in wearing a pink dress, Eric her father is eating at one table, the girl takes the other table and sits down, the backs of hers and Eric’s chairs are touching and they can talk to each other that way. Eric greets her and tells her that the chef prepared her favorite foods and to eat them before they got cold. Across the table a butler lifts up the plate covers and shows spaghetti with 4 huge meatballs and she smiles but first she wants to tell him about a friend she met, someone who taught her a lot. She starts singing an operatic version of Someday my Prince will Come in a fast paced beat and Eric started to recognize it. That was when I woke up thinking, ‘Hey, that’s Snow White’s song...’


June 7th 2012

Had a vague dream that I kinda wish was true. Richard and I had come into a lot of money, about a thousand dollars. As usual, I wanted us to save it while Richard wanted us to split it 50/50, so he could spend his half. I added up all the money we had and realized that we had enough to get our own apartment. We both decided to find our apartment and move into it before Dad came home in a few weeks. So I was looking through newspapers which for some reason had a lot of Disney in them and saw that an old theater was up for rent. Another dream, or perhaps a flash from the first dream. I was in an old apartment or house that other people kept barging into! I would be going around the house in a normal way and then I’d hear a door slam and call out who was there. Two or three people would come in, do something, look at me strangely, and walk out. One black guy who turned out to be a cop, looked like the black actor Michael Clark Duncan. He stood with me and we had a kind of standoff to stop all the trespassers who were by now, starting to turn violent. I think one girl went crazy and I was either trying to tie her up or trying to strangle her one or the other... I think she ended up dying. I can’t really recall anything after that, but when I woke up this morning, I didn’t think I had any dreams that night! I guess I had started trying to block it out.

I had a long time after this where I didn't write down any dreams I had.

May 31st 2012
Well it was definitely a school dream and almost a false awakening too. I dreamt I was going to school for at least a few days I think I dreamt about the first few days of summer semester but I only really remember a dental class where we were supposed to take care of our teeth. Mine were bad, we had the doctors take pictures of our teeth and measured plaque levels day by day, mine were like 25 just around the gum lines, very bad according to the professor he sounded like the main host of the show The Doctors. I feel like I went to that dental class three times but the other classes I don’t recall. At one point the dentist/teacher offered to roll up my skeins of knitting yarn but he seemed annoyed by having to do it, so I did it myself and listened to his lecture, something about it taking 11 days for your mouth to achieve a fully clean feeling. Afterwards the doc gave me some foods to eat for my lunch, one was a plain bologna sandwich, another looked like cow tongue… and a third… I forget. I ate, but after looking at a clock that said 10:20 and wondering if I was missing my other class, I rushed outside but I didn’t know which room I was in so I headed for the library computers to look for my class schedule, but when in there I pulled out a ball of yarn, a notepad, a paintbrush covered in melted chocolate and sand that I kept wiping on the notebook. Then the girl next to me wanted to see my picture and while I showed them to her I daydreamed about her being a princess and dancing to the dance of hours, I also daydreamed about the show space cases and the Thelma robot in the episode about the Problematic Schedule. I started writing what Commander Goddard would’ve done to Ms. Davenport. I totally forgot to log in but I tried to log in unsuccessfully. Then Richard and I were at home setting fire to a ball of new yarn that melted. I dunked it in water and the colors it had were fantastic! I had two other dreams after falling back asleep. One was like some scene from a sitcom involving multiplying 0.49 by 3 to get 1 but it just ended up being a smaller number. This one idiot kept trying to prove he was right by jumping out the window! He wasn’t hurt after falling off a two story building twice! After a while a woman came out offering cheap plastic bracelets I saw two I wanted but after picking up a pink and black one I saw one with the same colors I had on, also the same colors as my knitted scarf the pastel blues and purples and pale teal blue. I woke up after that one but before that, I had another dream, very strange. Sort of a Beauty/ Beast dream, where Richard, a beast and another shy guy (looked like a kid from my printing class named Bobby) were all competing for my attentions. The Beast seemed intimidating, Richard was simply coercing, Bobby I appeared to meet at a theater opera singing Be Our Guest and he sat next to me talking. Then he gave me a very shy closed mouthed kiss. I ended up bouncing back and forth between Bobby who I thought was sweet, Richard who I felt obligated to stay with and the Beast whom I pitied with tears in my eyes. Each time I had almost decided on one, one of the other two would convince me to choose them. I seem to recall seeing Richard and Bobby around the front of the Adult School. I don’t believe I got to make a decision before I woke up.

Random side note: Can somebody explain to me why the edit feature on this dream journal keeps scrolling me to the top of my entry when I'm trying to add on the bottom of the entry?

May 29 2012
Just woke up from two of them. Was having a sort of half college half Disneyland dream. Was in a sort of bathroom where for some reason I was hearing a couple of guys talking about being gay. One guy talked about some particular guy he wouldn’t mind being gay with but he would still be the “guy”. One girlish but gruffy voiced gay guy with black hair and a beard asked me if the conversation bothered me. I said kinda, he asked me if I had ever wanted to be lesbian, I actually said yeah I had started thinking of another girl. Somewhere in this dialogue, I seemed to think I had a 12:00 art related class that I went to, but it was after class while cleaning up that I was looking in a trash can finding a poster, bright blue with Disney characters and teaching kids how to read. I carefully pulled it out and gently rolled it up, it appeared to be about 3 feet wide and at least 5 to 6 feet long. After I rolled it up I thought I was going to another class but I soon walked out into the quad which started to look like the Disneyland hub. There looked to be teams of cheerleaders around and I was dressed like one, I believe I had a navy blue pleated skirt, an old world reddish colored top with long sleeves and shiny mary jane shoes. I think my poster turned into something made of cloth with a blue and gold fringe on it. I began walking down Main Street, which was much larger than usual, people were on actual second floor balconies as well as the ground. Ropes had isolated the street which was wet and I smelled fresh water or fresh rain and I recall thinking that the street had just been freshly hosed down. I was happy and I started twisting and dancing as I walked down Main Street. I think the buildings were decked out in 4th of July old fashioned regalia. It was then that I woke up and stared right at my dog’s butt and wagging tail directly over my face!
Another dream I had, I dreamt about first and the memory is in bits and pieces. I was at Disneyland, with Mom or Dad or someone familiar. We were there before opening and all the buildings looked like stone. We were watching a guy painting this really large spiky looking building and it was the spires of the castle, Sleeping Beauty Castle, and the person next to me was like they put new paint on all the buildings every night and I was amazed. I looked to my left and saw the castle again still getting a paint job, I looked to my right far off and there was the Indiana Jones temple building in its blocky Mayan-temple shape, and behind me I think was Frontierland, and as I looked around I turned to, whomever, and said “You know this is the first time I’ve had to map out Disneyland this way. Usually I recognize stuff right off the bat but now it’s a little harder.” It seemed pretty dark and grayish around me too. It actually seemed a little depressing but still fascinating.


May 30th 2012
I was on some kind of spiritual retreat with a few people. I had to scoop water into a plate then carry the plate from one fountain to another, down a small hill avoiding tourists walking around. I also had some kind of family reunion thing going on so I seemed last on all the spiritual tasks. When the other members were eating I had to carry a piece of chicken and throw it in the fountain but it was taken from me by some talkative black haired girl. I went back up the hill and complained about it but the leader seemed sympathetic. Then we were in a theater-like setting about to get spiritually hypnotized. I recall looking at a glass and wood cabinet with very early hypnotist memorabilia. Flyers with a picture of a hypnotist that looked very evil indeed, he looked similar to Dr. Facilier from Princess and the Frog, and someone told me that Dr. Facilier and Jack Skellington were based on this hypnotist. I visualized some Nightmare Before Christmas footage including some images of Sally making the bottled wine and falling but looking more realistic in the face. Then I was in the theater again and this time we were supposedly going on a spiritual journey but in my mind I knew it was hypnosis. I could hear Mr. Daniel’s voice in my mind though I believed it to be imaginary. The theater was dark, the screen had not a spiral but a moving circular bulls-eye moving out towards the audience, it didn’t have a voice but had numbers counting down but seemed stuck on repeating 5. And 5... that’s it 5... no matter how we count 5... Then I seem to remember everyone waking up. I think some of us were supposed to see some kind of symbol I recall seeing a moccasin which meant spirit guide. A few of the people got up and started doing weird things. One guy covered his head with a black glittery cloth and ran, head bowed, out of the room, outside he huddled under the cloth with another man acting sexy. I seemed to get an image of Mr. Humphreys from ‘Are You Being Served?’ wearing a black dress. I also seemed to recall us being hypnotized again but I was coming into it late. I do remember that after the lights went up, there was a large black raven flying over our heads, in the theater a few people had their arms up. I tried but at first I had a finger up and it scratched the raven, pulling a feather off of it. It flew around landing on the arm of the girl next to me, she reminded me of Marion from Printmaking class. I kept my arm up and eventually it landed on my left arm. It stayed there for a while, I could feel its claws on my bare arm, but it didn’t hurt or frighten me. Soon I raised my arm up higher and it flew away. Both Marion and I said we had seen the spirit guardian symbol the moccasin.
Then we were driving back home, Marion was driving, I was in the passenger side. Apparently there were videos of our hypnosis sessions and I had both of them. For some reason they seemed to have a loud scary soundtrack like Goosebumps, I had to find the wheel to turn the volume down. Then Marion missed the turn to take me home so she drove me to her place instead. She went inside while I, for some reason, unpacked my whole suitcase and left my stuff in front of her house. I recall that I had over-packed on clothes which were still folded up and clean. I thought I had worn my skirt too long. Then I went inside. Marion had a lovely house, all wooden furniture in the dining room and wooden floors. I caught up with her, she was in the kitchen. We talked for a while about degrees and having a certain teacher this semester (why did I have a visual of a big eye creature from Baldurs’ Gate, a beholder I think, why did I imagine it teaching a class?) She complained that she had a long way to go on her degrees, whereas I told her that I was almost done. We were outside then and the really long waving grasses on a hillside told us that someone was coming just around the corner… but I woke up before that person came.


May 31st 2012
Well it was definitely a school dream and almost a false awakening too. I dreamt I was going to school for at least a few days I think I dreamt about the first few days of summer semester but I only really remember a dental class where we were supposed to take care of our teeth. Mine were bad, we had the doctors take pictures of our teeth and measured plaque levels day by day, mine were like 25 just around the gum lines, very bad according to the professor he sounded like the main host of the show The Doctors. I feel like I went to that dental class three times but the other classes I don’t recall. At one point the dentist/teacher offered to roll up my skeins of knitting yarn but he seemed annoyed by having to do it, so I did it myself and listened to his lecture, something about it taking 11 days for your mouth to achieve a fully clean feeling. Afterwards the doc gave me some foods to eat for my lunch, one was a plain bologna sandwich, another looked like cow tongue… and a third… I forget. I ate, but after looking at a clock that said 10:20 and wondering if I was missing my other class, I rushed outside but I didn’t know which room I was in so I headed for the library computers to look for my class schedule, but when in there I pulled out a ball of yarn, a notepad, a paintbrush covered in melted chocolate and sand that I kept wiping on the notebook. Then the girl next to me wanted to see my picture and while I showed them to her I daydreamed about her being a princess and dancing to the dance of hours, I also daydreamed about the show space cases and the Thelma robot in the episode about the Problematic Schedule. I started writing what Commander Goddard would’ve done to Ms. Davenport. I totally forgot to log in but I tried to log in unsuccessfully. Then Richard and I were at home setting fire to a ball of new yarn that melted. I dunked it in water and the colors it had were fantastic! I had two other dreams after falling back asleep. One was like some scene from a sitcom involving multiplying 0.49 by 3 to get 1 but it just ended up being a smaller number. This one idiot kept trying to prove he was right by jumping out the window! He wasn’t hurt after falling off a two story building twice! After a while a woman came out offering cheap plastic bracelets I saw two I wanted but after picking up a pink and black one I saw one with the same colors I had on, also the same colors as my knitted scarf the pastel blues and purples and pale teal blue. I woke up after that one but before that, I had another dream, very strange. Sort of a Beauty/ Beast dream, where Richard, a beast and another shy guy (looked like a kid from my printing class named Bobby) were all competing for my attentions. The Beast seemed intimidating, Richard was simply coercing, Bobby I appeared to meet at a theater opera singing Be Our Guest and he sat next to me talking. Then he gave me a very shy closed mouthed kiss. I ended up bouncing back and forth between Bobby who I thought was sweet, Richard who I felt obligated to stay with and the Beast whom I pitied with tears in my eyes. Each time I had almost decided on one, one of the other two would convince me to choose them. I seem to recall seeing Richard and Bobby around the front of the Adult School. I don’t believe I got to make a decision before I woke up.

Well after re-reading several of my old dreams I guess I should put in a little disclaimer, in other words, cover my ass a bit. Since I'm an adult, my dreams do tend to central around some adult subject matter, this includes but isn't limited to sexual themes, nudity and sometimes gender confusion. Also my dreams tend to contain strange enviorments, sometimes a lot of nonsense matterial, and a lot of disney and college related info. I may refer to a roomate or class mate here and there but I tend to keep names out of it. Lastly, my dreams are LONG!! It takes me an hour or better in the morning to write them down, so when reading, don't be surprised at seeing a novel length or two up here.

Thanks for reading this boring disclaimer.

This little post is just to start up my new online Dream Journal, my first several posts will likely be from my notebook Dream Journal to catalog and analyze the past several months worth of dreaming.
I've been keeping a serious dream journal for about 5 to 6 months now and of the many dreams I've had, I've only had about 5 or 6 lucid ones, however I am sometimes able to recall as many as 4 or 5 dreams a night in full sensory detail! So dream recall is not as much a problem.

Anyways, this concludes my first DJ post, dream well.