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1. An old man with a white hair and beard moved in and took over my house, which in this dream, was a gothic-esque mansion. I moved into a trailer alone in the outskirts of the back yard. I was happy there. Life was uncomplicated. Life at the mansion, however, appeared to be busy and chaotic.

2. I was on vacation in a warm place that reminded me of Mexico. I admired a set of cascading waterfalls that roared, with a near conscious ferocity, over rust colored cliffs and down into a jungle carpeted valley. A silver UFO zipped into view and stole our attention away from the water falls. Some people ran away, terrified. I stood there quite stupidly gawking at the reflective UFO until it zipped away again.

Aeolar's Attempt

I am on the Call of Duty map, Crysis. Savannah is in my dream too, and she has this sewing kid that she got at a gas station for $19.95. I fall down from the awning and head up hill. I reach a pathway, and check for Claymores. Clear. I walk through and to my right are 2 Tropaz soldiers that I take care of easily. There are other people there admiring my skill.

Fragment about being on a UFO in outer space.

Just woke up from a very cool dream about a not so distant future flying structure that can house millions of people in emergency situations. It's shaped and moves horizontally like spindle with three orbiting rings, sort of like a space station. It can remain inside our atmosphere and make large circles around a disaster area for extended periods of time, or enter outer space if needed. It has capability of traveling very fast or sort of hovering, similar to a flying saucer. It can travel to any part of the world very quickly to reach the cite of an emergency and board people very fast. Though I never saw how people boarded the craft. It's like a giant mobile relief space/aircraft equipped with state of the art hospital facilities as well as being a mobile city, with restaurants, theaters, shopping, and living areas.

In my dream a huge tornado devastated a city built up along this huge cliff over the sea, and the infrastructure was severely damaged. The areas that weren't wiped out by the storm were in danger of collapsing into the sea. So the satellite, which was what I called it in the dream, flew onto the scene and quickly loaded people to get them to safety or the medical care they needed. The craft not only provides emergency medical care to injured survivors, but also removes anyone else, injured or not, from the disaster area...keeping it uncluttered and providing the opportunity for quicker rebuilding of the damaged areas.



It will take action and come to the relief in any disaster situation, natural like storms, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, tsunamis...but also terrorist attacks and such. Keeping injured people and survivors clear of ground zero affords better rescue efforts and more efficient clean up and rebuilding by government services. Somehow I have no doubt that something like this will exist in the not so distant future.

I was aboard the craft, sitting in a huge open space that was sort of like the food court at the mall, but larger and fully lined with windows to see out to the clouds. An enormous movie screen was playing the latest pixar movie, while other smaller screens on the side of the large screen had such things as sports, news, etc. for others to watch. Everything was very clean and bright and futuristic.

This dream was from June 10. It was an amazing and vivid dream. I can't believe I forgot to post it.

UFO/Alien Dream:

I remember being outside. I was with some people watching the sky. We were waiting for something. I saw Ray Y standing on his roof. Suddenly this large thing materializes above his head. I realize that it's a space ship of some kind. It was brown and rough and looked like a huge boulder. A section opened in the side of the ship. A light shown out. Next thing I see is that Ray is floating into the opening. I knew that this was what he was waiting for.

A short time later I see Ray's grandson sitting in a chair. He looks lonely. I ask him if he is sad because his grandpa is gone. He tells me that he misses his grandpa, but that he's glad that he was able to go in the ship.

I suddenly start worrying. Maybe something isn't right. What if the aliens are bad? What if Ray never gets brought back? I start worrying about all the worst case scenarios.

Later I'm with my mom. We are in my sister's apartment talking. Suddenly the earth shakes. We look outside and see the ground cracking open. We ask each other what could be happening. Then the ground shakes again and the floor in the kitchen starts cracking open. As the crack opens further I can see the aliens are now underground. I can see the top of one of their heads. There is still a barrier between us that looks like it's made of clear plastic.

I am suddenly terribly afraid. Again mom and I are like, "What do we do?"

I said, "Let's call 911. I don't want to deal with this myself."

I knew there wasn't a lot that the police could do, but I really just wanted company right now. I was really scared.

I ran upstairs to get away from the crack. But when I got there I saw that the aliens were already there. There was one standing right next to Roger. The alien had dark brownish grey skin that was rough and had very dark eyes, but it was humanoid in all other ways. The alien was holding what looked like a very large needle up against Roger's back. I tried to get Roger way from the alien. Nob was there. He told me that it was okay. He seemed so calm and peaceful in spite of what I thought was a horrifying situation. I wondered if he had been mind controled. Maybe that was what the needle did.

Another alien came up to me with a needle thing in hand. I knew I was next. I also knew that there was nothing I could do. So I just asked the alien, "Will this hurt?"

The alien's voice came into my mind. It was a feminine voice that was beautiful and kind. She said, "The old fashioned way? No, dear." I knew that this meant that the needle would not be stuck in me, but to be used in some other way. Her voice was so comforting that I was no longer afraid.

I watched as she waved the needle up my arms and then down my neck and back. I could feel myself merge with this lady alien. I felt such peace come over me. I was amazed. Part of me wondered if this was part of the mind control and wondered if the aliens were bad, but that I no longer cared.

But it felt so good and so right.

Then I could hear the voices of several aliens in my head. They were discussing the people of Earth. They said that they knew that this would happen (I knew that they were talking about the awful state of society) when they had left. But that now they would help get it to how it needed to be.

I suddenly saw scenes in my head of a father leaning over his newborn's cradle and gently and lovingly touching the baby's head. I saw a mother and father running around at a park with their kids. I saw several other scenes that were filled with love and happiness. I knew everyting was going to be alright.

Everything was going to be perfect.

Later I was told by the aliens to write down this experience in a journal. I got out a notebook and started writing it down.



I woke up with a start from this dream and was suddenly afraid. I actually had to turn on a light for a few minutes and kind of get my bearings. Then I got out my notebook and started writing.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

A woman stood in a field of grass. The grass may have gone up to the woman's knees, though it may actually only have gone up just past the woman's ankles.

The woman was pretty and young, with long, black hair. She may have been wearing a grey dress. She wore black, ankle-high boots.

The woman stomped one foot against the ground. There was a loud click on the ground, as if the woman had stomped on wood, or as if two wood blocks had beat together.

I had the thought, "A misstep in no direction."

Dream #2

Two aliens stepped out of the doorway on the underside of a silvery flying saucer. They stood out and looked over some landscape: either a field of tall, green grass or an atmosphere of hazy red and orange.

The two aliens wore shimmery, metallic outfits. Their helmets were tall and cylindrical, like huge toilet paper rolls painted silver. The helmets had two glowing, orange dots, side by side, on the front. The dots were either eyeholes or actual eyes.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I read two comic book stories which had an American comic book style, but which were put together in a manga-like book. But I think the book read from left to right, not from right to left. Both the stories involved a woman seducing a very young girl.

The first story I read was near the back of the book. It was very colorful, and it seemed to have Buddhist images somehow, something like mandalas or tankgas (?).

The second story I read was all done in black and white. It looked almost like a Love and Rockets comic. In this story, a woman had a little girl lying on the bed on her back. The little girl wore only a miniskirt. The woman holding something that looked like a small tea pot.

At some point the woman darted her body closer to the little girl. I could almost see the woman's movement, and I heard a sound like steam.

Dream #2

It was a clear, sunny day. I was running on a track with a group of other people. Almost all, if not all, of the other people were black. We were probably all in a race, although nothing about the race felt particularly focused.

At the first curve of the track I may have been in glaring sunlight. The track may have felt large and wide, and it may have felt like there were large grandstands on the final stretch of the track.

At some point there may have been a man behind me, taunting me and trying to intimidate me with his movements. I decided to run even faster (although we may hardly have been doing little more than jogging in the first place) to get away from the man.

I hit the second curve. The fist part of the second curve was shaded by tree canopies. The second part, going into the home stretch, was sunny.

The activity of the people on the track became even more unfocused, or more relaxed, than it had been before. There were some people just running back and forth across the width of the lanes. Other people were stretching or warming up on the grass.

I found myself being passed by a lot of people. I may have been wondering why I hadn't been running fast all along. Now I'd slowed down again, and I was mad at myself for having slowed down. I tried to speed up, but my legs were frozen. I could barely move them, and it was getting harder and harder to move them.

A woman passed me and ran through the end of the curve of the track, to the final stretch. She was tall, with light brown skin, a mucsly frame, and pale red-brown hair. She wore a white, bikini-style two-piece running suit. The bottom seemed a little loose on her. As she ran, her buttocks flexed really hard and became like big, tight spheres.

As I reached the end of the curve, I may have seen a shiny, silver UFO in the sky. It may have looked like a flying saucer with a silvery lighthouse-top attached to it. It may have shot out an orange-red ray.

(Side note: I'm kind of doubtful about the image of the UFO. In other words, I'm not sure if it was part of my dream or something that came in after I woke. But the image was so strongly "there" that I put it in my journal.

Last night I went to bed reading the book Measure of Madness by Cheryl Paradis. It's a series of stories from Dr. Paradis' career as a forensic psychologist. In one of the stories, a man shoots a couple of sanitation workers because he thinks they're aliens.

I think my sight of the UFO in or after the dream was somehow influenced by that story.)

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in an alien spacecraft. The interior of the craft was very nice. It had molded, rounded walls colored cream-white and eggshell-brown. The room was round, with a round, central column, which may have served as some kind of control center.

There may have been a window somewhere, which I may have been looking out of at some point. We were probably at some high elevation, though still in the atmosphere of whatever planet we were on, probably Earth.

I was remembering some conversation or having some conversation in my head. It had something to do with aliens. There was some kind of idea that aliens were taking or duplicating people's identities or else using people for their identities in order to do something.

Something about the whole argument which had been made to me regarding the aliens didn't make sense. I tried to express the idea.

I now saw a room of cars -- kind of like one of the prize-display stages for the TV game show The Price Is Right. There were three cars of different sizes and quality. I was making an argument using cars as a metaphor for identities. I was trying to make a point that aliens wouldn't use human bodies for identities, since they'd easily be able to a lot more with their own, much more advanced, bodies.

But I also seemed to be trying to make some argument that aliens were actually using cars' identities in some way, instead of using people's identities. Some cars weren't cars. They were actually aliens disguised as cars.

At this point, the interior of the alien spacecraft, instead of being all smooth walls, had a number of rooms like the room with the cars in it. I don't know if all the rooms had cars in them.

(Side notes: Yesterday I went to the Museum of Modern Art and watched documentaries for -- well, from 1:30 PM until 10 PM.

One showing had two documentaries: one about the history of General Motors destroying the trolley car industry so it could artificially create demand for cars in the United States; the other about General Electric's nuclear weapons business and the effects it had on an upstate New York town.

The General Motors documentary struck me deeply because, growing up as a suburbanite in America, a car was just a thing I had to have once I became 16. It was part of my identity. But, in addition, I feel very strongly that I identify with cars in my dreams. Cars stand for my identity in my dreams.

But -- if you look at Bruno Bettelheim's book The Empty Fortress, for example, the autistic children identify with cars or identify cars as beings that can care for them and nurture them as children.

So, it seems like, despite the demand for cars being pretty nefariously and artificially created by a small group of rich men, cars also came to stand, rather quickly, for human identity.

The second documentary outlined the role General Electric played in the arms race, how it carelessly dealt with its nuclear waste, and how it then tried to hide all this stuff from the public. The story reminded me, oddly, of all the stories of UFOs in the United States and the stories of government conspiracies to cover up the truth about UFOs.

Well, I don't think it's anything new to assert that a lot of the fervor around UFOs and conspiracy theories regarding UFOs was, at least some of the time, derived less from actual UFOs and more from the collective understanding in the United States that the government, military, and corporate structure were doing things without telling us about it, and that we probably wouldn't approve of these things if we knew about them. You can read Jim Marrs' books to get more of an idea about that.

So I think my dream combined these issues, which are somewhat large, emotional issues for my little, squirrely brain, and fashioned them into my dream.)

I find myself on a beach enjoying the warm sun as I strolled along the shore. I never liked swimming at the beach so I continued to walk down before I noticed a crowd forming away from the shore. I walked over and by the time I had gotten there, a few hundred feet away from the shore, they began to cheer as if some competition was going on. I looked back and noticed a few people running toward the water and I was under the impression that they had to swim out and come back in a race. So I watched for a moment before I was distracted by the dark stormy clouds looming over the ocean.


The crowd began to gasp at the same time that I noticed huge waves forming on the horizon on the deep end of the ocean. They just kept getting bigger and bigger as they arrived, till they stood what seemed several hundred yards tall.

(similar to this, but still out in the ocean)

Several of the people that went out to swim in the race began to run back, others just stared in shock, and some brave few continued to swim. I remembered I had seen my father earlier so I began to panic as to where he was. I stumbled and pushed through the crowd, which seemed to piss them off, I was confused because I thought the instinct to run from a freak tsunami was appropriate but they all seemed nonchalant. I then found my dad smoking a cigarette also completely unphased by what was coming toward us. I was confused but figured maybe I was over reacting, so I sat down on some steps in front of the crowd, when I heard a booming sound of an aircraft floating above us.


It looked much like the millennium falcon but taller in height and much more squared. It flew over us for a moment before jetting off into the sky. Suddenly I found myself in a bus and people were screaming as other spaceships were looming over us and at one point I heard a huge laser beam crackling down and saw it destroying the pavement in front of the bus. As it came closer to us I shut my eyes, wondered where on earth my dad was, what was going to happen to us, and I thought of various problems in my life which at that moment seemed so utterly pointless now that I was faced with death. I kept them shut as I heard the yelling of everyone, feeling people push me out of the way so they could run; but I knew there was no point, we were going to die either way.

For a moment behind my eyes, I saw a depth that was endless, much like I see in deep meditations some times. I felt so peaceful and I had no more fear of death, all I could do was wait. I opened my eyes, and saw the bus operating normally and everything was peaceful. I open my eyes again and I see and feel the tide calmly pushing and pulling on my feet as I felt the sand underneath me eroding. I open my eyes again and I'm in an aquarium, I realize I was here before what I thought was the beginning of my dream. I open my eyes again and I awake in bed.

01/13/2011
"UFO, EMP, WTF"

I had been hanging out with a few friends. Josh was there, and there were a couple of girls along with us. We'd spent most of the night just partying and just getting into a lot of shit we weren't supposed to be. I remember being in a garage, sitting in the passenger seat of a car, and one of the girls from the back seat slithered up front to sit on my lap. Looking back, though, I can't say that this is a girl that I already knew in waking life.

Later, we were supposed to be going to a house party, but when we got there it was completely abandoned. It was the middle of the night, and there were still a couple of cars outside, even though there was apparently nobody home. Ultimately not caring, we all just decided to hang out there, and have our own little party. So we started just getting hanging out and getting hammered. The whole thing seemed completely wrong, though. Everything was dark and ominous, and the house itself had a really run-down, horror movie type of feel to it, as if it were a cross between the Bates motel (Psycho) and Springwood High School (A Nightmare on Elm Street). Even though we were just having a grand ol' time, there was still this foreboding feeling that we just shouldn't be there.

After some period of time, we were all outside. The house was somewhat in the sticks, and even though there was a least one neighbor nearby, there were acres and acres of land, around us. Suddenly, in the dead of night, we heard the electronic whir of some sort of aircraft above us. We looked overhead and there was a small cluster of about 3 spot lights beaming down through the clouds, sweeping over the house and surrounding area. The machine was hovering, just to high above the mist for us to make out its shape. Still, it was easy to see it was like nothing I'd ever witnessed. Just as suddenly, a convoy of military vehicles roared onto the scene, tearing through the grassy field beside us, and apparently chasing the flying vehicle, which had shifted off to the clearing behind the house. There was something huge going on, and we weren't even sure if we were allowed to be on this property. We figured that it would probably be best to get the Hell out of the area, before the military decided to come back, and 'interrogate' any witnesses. However, when we tried to start the cars, they were all dead. Everything electronic was dead. Apparently, we figured, that thing in the sky had triggered some kind of EMP, and we were now stranded. (Didn't realize that this didn't explain how the military was able to drive in across the field. Oh well.)

The next thing I knew, it was the following morning. I vaguely remember waking up in a friend's car. We were trying to leave again, and this time, the car was starting. The only thing left was for me to check my car...which was suddenly nowhere to be found. I exploded into panic, jumping out of the car and scoping around for mine. Josh suggested that I might have parked it around back, with some of the others. I went around the side of the house, and into the back yard. There were a a couple of cars back there, but most of them looked run down, and mine was nowhere in sight. I'd gone back around to the front of the house and found the rest of the group in the garage. They were tending to the girl who had been with Josh, and she was apparently very sick. She had these mysterious bruises that just showed up, all over her body, and there was suddenly blood all over the section of the car where she was sitting, which apparently came from her. Everybody was freaking out, because this girl was apparently getting worse by the moment. I was immediately reminded of the snake things in the movie The Ruins, and I couldn't help but think that this girl had them crawling around beneath her skin. If she was somehow infected with these parasites, we were all in grave danger, and we had to get out of there. Now.

There simply wasn't enough room for all of us to drive off in the only car that we had, so I knew we needed some other mode of transportation. I ran back around to the back of the house and started looking for a car that might actually start. There was a really dope, customized Camaro, but it turned out to be a piece of junk that simply didn't run. Another car, which seemed suitable from afar, seemed to suddenly morph into a child's PowerWheels type of toy. Finally, I came across another car, which looked a lot like mine, except it was a convertible of a different color. We somehow got it started, piled ourselves into both vehicles, and drove away to try to get some medical attention.

That's all I remember.

This was a normal dream, felt as though i was in the dream for about 20 minutes, the dream felt very realistic. It was night, i was in my backyard. I heard a plane flying over so i looked up. The plane was quite high up and at first it looked like nothing of importance, just a plane flying by, then i noticed the UFO flying in front of it.

I only caught a glimpse of it because there were quite a few clouds but it was quite clear this was a fighter plane chasing a UFO. The UFO looked like a bright sphere of white light, no bigger than what a star looks like at night, and i could tell this fighter plane had no chance of catching it whatsoever. It was like the UFO was playing with it.

It got me really excited seeing this, I was like woah! awesome. Then i saw it again, and i was like hell yeah! then more appeared and i was getting really excited. Then thousands appeared and it was just thousands of these balls of light streaming across the sky, really fast, it pretty much filled my entire view.

I got a little scared thinkin "hmm ok whats going on here?" then suddenly, all these balls of light went flying down straight into the earth right in front of me in my own backyard and just disappeared inside the earth. I was left speechless.
Then some light jumped back up, but not in the shape of a ball, then went back into the earth. It kinda scared me, i started to walk backwards getting ready to run off. It happened again, I started walking faster. Then i thought to myself "No, if this is an intelligent alien being or whatever, its here to communicate with me, its probably not going to leave me alone until it does, so im going to stand my ground and see what it wants."

I stopped walking, and this light jumped up one more time out of the ground and then formed this perfect sphere of bright white light in front of me (the colour of this light was absolutely unreal.. nothing i've ever encountered before in my dreams it just glowed so bright, and the luminsence... how much light it gave off was much more than any lightbulb could). The sphere was about 2 metres in diameter and it could change shape/size.

But this time, when i saw this sphere of light, i could see now what it actually was. It wasn't just a ball of light, but it was like a hologram of Earth. I could see the outline of all the continents, although i couldn't see colour, it was like a white hologram of earth.

After facing up to this thing, it was like it became mine. I now had control of it. It would shoot out of my hands and form a perfect hologram of earth, everytime I was really happy. I walked around the yard for a bit making it appear and disappear.

I was so ecstatic! i was shouting out "woah! this is awesome!"

My family inside were all asleep, i must have woke them up with all this yelling.
They rushed outside asking me what was going on, I tried to show them but the worried look in their eyes was taking away the feeling i was having.
I managed to get out a few spurts of this white glow, but not enough to form the spherical hologram thing of earth. So only my mum got to see this white mystical glow coming out of my hands because she was the first to come out. I told my brother and he was like "yeah right! whatever..." then he kept making this feeling go away even more because he kept baiting me "go on do it then", "see you can't", etc.

I was getting frustrated with him at this point, because this light would only appear when i was happy and feeling good. So i thought "i dont' need to prove it to him anyway" and I went back to discussing what had just happened with my mum.
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what was this? i don't understand why i dreamt this, like usually when you have dreams, its stuff you have seen before, or heard of before. You don't dream about zombies if you have never heard of one before...
And I've never heard of this as a concept in a movie/book/story or anything ever in my entire life. So how is it that this happened?
What was it that i experienced? These balls of light that pilots often describe seeing as UFO's... is this what they really are?
some sort of Earth Intelligence? a very intriguing dream indeed!

just wanted to share a quick dream i had last night quite surprised that i didn't become lucid in this one, but it was also a fun one to just watch play out. any comments or interpretations are welcome. hope you enjoy reading it almost as much as i liked dreaming it.

I'm in my kitchen i hear a strange house coming from outside i look out into the north and see a triangle UFO coming toward my house it's difficult to see, because it's black with a dark blue outline but you can see it if you look into the setting sun. i was not the only one to see this UFO, there is now a man out on my driveway staring up at where it came from scratching his head after it was flying straight over my house then made an impossible maneuver and shot straight up and backwards ( was flying south and pivots 135 degrees and shouts north traveling up on a 45 degree incline), and a bunch of people down where the kids play hockey they heard the noise but only me and the guy in the driveway saw, i see a second and third ship coming from the north the sun is setting now and it's more difficult to see them against the night sky one lands on my neighbors roof and a two year old boy comes out of the basement and starts trying to climb through the window onto the roof, i struggle to keep the kid from falling as it's trying to climb the roof, i don't recognize the child or no the relationship with the child but i know that i care for it and it's not my little brother, who is down the street at my parents house. the second one lands and after a few mins. of people gathering outside the hatch opens and aliens that remind me a lot of a human figure, but i cant make them out clearly come out of the ship, out of fear some people start attacking the aliens and they start to retreat into the ship. I yell out the window for people to stop attacking them that they're friendly and they need our help. To demonstrate this i go out side and start to tickle one of the aliens everyone stops fighting and we're all friends. they need someone to go with them to help them save their planet, someone asks me if they're dreaming, i say, "no, this is real but I've dreamed of something similar before. this is why i know it's real, I've been waiting for this to happen." they ask, "are you sure?" i take in my surroundings and decide "Yes, I'm sure, this is real, this feels real" I volunteer to go with them, i feel like i have to like I'm supposed to., they tell me i will be gone for a while and that i should say goodbye to anyone who i need to now. i go say goodbye to my family gathered outside my parents place and head into my own house to say goodbye to the 2 year old child and anyone else who might also be there, i go into the basement where the basement is a giant dirt floor with a big pile of sand and a hole dug into the ground in the sand. I yell down the hole.... HELLO?!?!. My Friend S comes up the hole a bit confused as to why i called her awake, i told her what had happened and she said that i should go and wished me luck i said goodbye but before i leave i had to ask her what it was like sleeping in an earthworm hole, she said it was fine and comfy, i said but what about if a snake or worm dug their tunnel into hers and she said, I'd just dig deeper, then i asked what if the hole caved in, she said then she would eat her way out and i was a moron for not knowing the answer, i agreed, when i realized that i did already know this as it was common sense for you to eat your way out of a hole if it caved in. Then i left the basement went out climbed onto the roof and got int he alien ship, the dream starts to fade at this point, i remember little fragments now like being in the ship and the feelings about possibly never seeing my friends and family again, because when you travel at the speed of light you don't age but everyone else does, but then the aliens re-assured me that they had a way around this and my family and friends would still continue to age at the same rate as i do. i see starts become lines and we start to travel fast. The last thing i remember is coming to the aliens home planet. i remember there wasn't much vegetation or life on the surface, just a lot of deep cuts in the ground and valley's to fly between the rocks had an orange tinge.

Ok so I went a WHOLE day without sleep so I decided to catch up yesterday and this morning. It was a long and stressful day (not going into details) but never the less I had woken up many times and gone back to sleep to give myself tons of dreams. Most are fragmented but some I remember with detail. All are non-lucid.

First: I was in a parking lot in the middle of nowhere with someone who i dont know their name but seemed familiar. I had a idea for a new game. I had chalk in my hand and i ran around in circles forming spirals and I couldnt touch the lines or i had to circle around and form another spiral... then I had like 6 spirals and i could cut over across them by the centers of the spirals... i dont know how else to explain that.. lol...

Second: I was in a office and it was my office I had nothing to do and i was bored sitting there at my desk. I went down the hall to this black ladys office and walked in. She seemed really busy and I had asked her if there was anything I could do and she replied oh my god I am so busy and I need a break. Then she showed me what she was doing. It was multiplying 12800 times 700 and problems like that... She walked out and I saw a calculator ... well it formed a error cause the problem was too large to fit... so i began to do it on the laptop next to me. Then i got up walked down the hall way to the end... I opened the door infront of me and it was a small room overlooking a intersection in a woods... there were several people there... in the room with me. I explained to them it would be awesome if we put a drag racing tree on top of the roof and we could have the cars drag race.

Third: I was in a car going over a bridge. I was looking out the side of the car and spotted 2 UFO's in the sky slowly coming down near the water and hovering over the water very close I could see the UFO's sway and balance. We continued to drive across the bridge and stopped on the other side...I could see people or aliens inside the ship through the glass I got out and a stealth bomber was taking off near me at a runway and I watched it go into the sky and disappear in the sun and reappear as it turned... it was skinny and like a bird. I then walked into what seemed to be a building waiting room. There was a grandfather and his grandson sitting in there talking about the UFO's I saw and was saying they were run by the government and they were picking up submarines. The UFO's cloaked the submarines and they hung underneath the UFO's... that is what they said anyway.

February 25, 2010

Synopsis: Chaos spreads! I adopt an innocent child, a victim of this mindless war. And an ominous UFO threatens to destroy everything!

Night Time Note: I asked to dream of my new job. Some how I don't think this dream relates

UFO - Omen of the End
I'm in a room. Its large and dark and filled with people. A huge fight breaks out as others come into the room. All I remember was that these 'others' were the enemy of the people who were already in the room; the others were blacks, they were muslims, they were homeless! The fight became nasty between the others and the regulars. The 'other' children watch as their parents were murdered right before their eyes.

I was honestly horrified and found the entire fight senseless! The children scream in horror! Most of the children become enraged and continue the fight. But they are so young and frail, how could they win? I try to stop the madness by yelling at the regulars for mistreating the innocent children "Stop! Don't you see you're only making things worse?". But the regulars have lost all sanity, even if they were supposedly the 'good guys', what ever!

A little black baby girl is crying, I think she's Haitian. Parentless, I pick up the poor thing and adopt her as my own. She quickly clings to me and seems very happy to be in my arms. She has adorable hair with double pig tails. I run outside to leave the fight. Though really, it had dwindled down at this point because so many people were either injured or dead.

I don't remember what happens next, only that I spend most of the dream hiding from some evil goonies who were specifically after me. Me and my child have almost left this chaotic city. I'll admit, the architecture of this strange city was beautiful. But it was madness incarnate. To make matters worse, a giant UFO appears in the sky!! No one seems to notice it because they are so busy fighting. I hide behind a wall and peek out from the corner to glimpse the giant UFO, not wanting the aliens to notice me.

This is bad! This is very bad, I know this UFO from a previous dream! It can destroy an entire city instantly! I didn't even feel that I had time to warn my family. There was no time, in a few seconds everyone in this area will be dead. Holding my baby girl, I fly! No time to open doors! I simply fly through wall, after wall! I even flew through a bedroom where the goonies who were after me were sleeping. Hopefully I flew too quickly for them to notice me. I don't want to find out if they are right behind me now. So I just keep flying.

I'm a far enough distance from myself and the UFO. But this area of the city is flooded. The buildings are desolate. And even though the sun is shining brightly now, it feels lonely and dead. My mother is in this flooded rubble as well. Carefully maneuvering my adopted child onto my back, I swim with my mom into a massive building. I think maybe it was once a cathedral?

My dream gets pretty abstract now. It's like me and my mom have shrunken and now all the furniture and objects are easily five times larger. This room is the source of the flood, and there is something I need to do to fix things. My mom thinks she knows what to do and enters one of the giant furniture things. I yell at her that her efforts won't help! She doesn't hear me so I go off on my own. I think I remember what to do now. I have to find a golden staff/septre and bring back some order to this chaos!

Then I wake up

Morning of September 20, 2007. Thursday.



This entry contains two of several dreams of this date.

My most recent “Lost” dream has something to do with robots, mostly all female scientist robots. There is one scene where one is working in a lab, but does not have a human face, only a curved sheet of metal. Others do not even have that, but do have a “head” of sorts. There are some unusual encounters where I mostly interact with a couple female robots at a time, mostly touching “hands”, perhaps testing the sensors, yet they do not have any skin, either; all the working parts are mostly showing and turning about, similar to a skeleton with bits of wire and small gears here and there - yet somehow, there actually seems to be some sort of potential for these robots to have human feelings (both emotional and tactile).

Another dream involved an idea of an ancient spacecraft being buried somewhere and a man hunting for it in relation to a symbol. The appearance of the spacecraft supposedly has something to do with the apocalypse (which primarily foreshadows the end of the dream and little else). He had seen it before and had drawn a picture of it. Another man joins him in looking for it in the area which it has been determined to be. This is a hill (common emergent consciousness feature) near a small town. The spaceship rises from the ground while the men are standing in an area nearby. It is very similar in design to an old-style orange juicer. It glows a brilliant white and makes a loud but somehow musical roaring sound. This dream is very vivid and seems to mean something even after I wake for a short time (and of course it does have meaning - that I am waking up). I cannot be sure if it is being flown by beings inside or is some sort of glowing energy that shifts slightly. There is a very intense feeling as it roars off.

My first dream above is simply a rendering of robots in connection to the “artificial” nature of the dream state, that is, as different from reality. It is similar to a glitched-out apex lucidity dream but this dream is entirely non-lucid.

My second dream here (which is similar to, and with the same meaning as, “Spaceship Stratum” from 1978) is simply an extended waking transition metaphor as most dreams are on one level. A UFO is typically the conscious mind, rendered as a UFO for several reasons; one, the unconscious mind as the dream self is not seeing directly through the conscious self’s eyes so renders it as potentially “alien”, and two, a UFO is usually “above” the unconscious self and so represents “rising” (waking up) conscious awareness (though cleverly here is rendered as being within the unconscious self’s “territory”, that is, buried in the ground at first, which implies cooperation between the dream self and conscious self with no liminal space inherent), and three, emits light and represents waking from the dream state (light of day as metaphorical for waking consciousness), and four, is a flight symbol (main dream state metaphor as dreaming itself is “flying”) leaving the dream.

I can add a three-layered fifth validation here with this particular dream. This UFO looks like an orange juicer. An orange can represent the conscious mind (in reference to associations with the sun - which represents light of day and the conscious mind and wakeful awareness, most especially the “Sunkist” label). Also, when people wake up to have breakfast, they often have orange juice. Since the potential with an orange juicer is to watch liquid getting lower and going down into a glass or other container, we also even have the “water getting lower over time” as the waking mechanism (except that here, it is orange juice).

Or, I could go on and list many other layers and metaphors that validate the above meanings; for example the play on “Sunkist” as in “kissed” relating to Sleeping Beauty being awakened. Or, I could stop here.

Morning of September 12, 1997. Friday.



I am fishing amidst much man-made debris in the shallow water (not sure of location), although I do catch a rather large fish. Whenever the fish jumps, there is a larger splash that reaches me and a couple other males (one unknown who may be with the military, the other possibly from my maintenance job at a college). (Much of my wife’s dream of this date had the same aspects as my dream for no discernible reason.)

There is a giant black derby “cloud” that “rains” over parts of the ocean and eventually goes more inland, continuing over rivers and smaller streams, mostly. Very briefly, it seems like a UFO, yet continues to function as a raincloud. It seems familiar as if I may have seen it in an illustrated book of dreams in real life sometime in the past (though I am not certain).

I take a large jar of olives to an Italian wedding reception. I carry it in my left hand. I have something else that is smaller and in thin plastic wrap - sort of near my right hand (something sweet I think; I get the vague impression of a small amount of caramel popcorn), but floating it along near the jar with telekinesis, I think. An older male (who gives the impression of being at least part Transylvanian) comes to the door. I do not go in to the actual party.