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My son has an appointment... and of course I recalled 3 dreams upon waking but have no time to write them.

To jog my memory later: dildo; Christmas; zombies

My dreams have been all over the place for some time now. Last night was no exception.
I dreamed I had a dead mouse lodged in my mouth and throat. I pulled it out by the tail.... that I had some sort of worm in a wound (a repeat the last three days)... that a very small (4years?) girl was walking down the middle of an extremely busy interstate. In that dream, I was freaking out. I was crying and desperately looking for a place to pull over. My passengers didn't see her and thought I was going crazy and kept asking me what was going on. Finally, a man saw her and snatched her to safety. I yelled "thank you" but he couldn't hear me over the roar of the traffic.

Another dream was a time-shifter that I couldn't even begin to remotely recall. It was one of the first dreams of my very restless night and the most detailed... but also the most forgotten.
I was friends with or part of some family. We were very happy but lived secret lives in fear of something. I was somehow sent back in time and saw to the death of one of the main family members. I received a message from him at some point, explaining it had to be done to save humanity. I REALLY wish I could remember more than the highlights.

In another dream, I was with just 2 others, on a spaceship about to colonize another planet. I door couldn't close properly toward the end of our journey and we feared it would come open and kill us.

Oh yeah... I also dreamed I was friends with my pdoc. He rearranged his office and we were just chilling, watching a movie or something I almost forgot about that one.

This was a very intense dream.
I only wish I could remember enough of it .
This was like a time-loop dream where, when I don't like the outcome, the dream sort of rewinds so I can change it. Non-lucid.
I also DC hopped throughout the dream, taking in the perspective of almost everyone.

My main DC was investigating the disappearance of many people. She dyed her hair blue to follow a clue. She went to a warehouse and a woman greeted her and told her she shouldn't be wearing the lipstick shade she had on. But she was welcomed because she passed the test in finding them. These were all people who felt out of time and instead of just going with the flow of time, they interrupted the outcome by leaving it for solitude.
Then I DC hopped into a family fighting, then back to my main where it was revealed she had lived 3 centuries but along different time-lines.

A boy was brought out- her baby brother, I think. He looked translucent like a ghost. Another flesh-and-blood boy was placed beside him. They had life meters in front of them. A man appeared to show her the extent of her actions in messing with time. The more her brothers meter filled, the more the meter of the other little boy depleted. Everyone was wailing.
Something happened to disrupt the process. Both boys were in a sort of limbo.
My main DC walked past a couple who pleaded with her: "Please don't take our son from us. This was supposed to be his time."

I hopped back into the fighting family- the grandmother, as she was stabbed by someone. I saw life fade through her eyes.

Then the dog woke me up

Ugh. Why am I awake? I fell asleep at 1:30 and woke at 3:30. Then again, I DID get 11 1/2 hours of sleep

I dreamed some guy went insane and was sawing off peoples head (thanks to seeing a CNN headline of ISIS beheading Christians). He had a small, dull blade and I felt so sorry for his victims suffering. He was collecting heads to throw at someone.
Then I was on a space ship, in a library and talking about God and religion with the aliens (who looked human). We toured the ship and I saw the planet we were flying over and the water we flew through. It was very impressive.
The dream was much more involved... a sort of gateway opening that sucked someone through to right some wrong on another world. There was also a tiny man (think Thumblina-sp) being nursed back to health. There was another war between houses, which seems to be a common theme for me after watching Jupiter Ascending. But I lost most of the details of the dream.

Then I was being attacked by hordes of something like various toys. I was shooting them off with water lol

I don't think I've ever had such disjointed dreams before.

I was a guy, flying over a town. Two families were about to clash. Pet dogs were trying to drag the kids from one family away. They didn't understand what was going on. They didn't know they were about to be ambushed and they kicked at and yelled at the dogs. I felt sad for the animals. They were being loyal, but their humans didn't understand.

Then I was flying through a store. I slid into an off-limits room and became trapped. A bunch of people ran to help me, but the doors slammed and I was trapped just as an explosion occurred. They wept on the other side. I should have been dead, but I came out with a lightning bolt burned onto my wrist.
I then took off flying again, wanting to learn what I could do. I could fly at great speeds and my skin seemed to shed as some sort of protective mechanism. It was pitch dark though and I couldn't see where I was going. I kept trying to figure out how to activate my night vision then thought about how lame it would be if I didn't have any

Then I was in space and a narrator said something along the lines, 'And this is how a hero became a destroyer of worlds.' I landed on a tiny planet, only I looked like some sort of rock golem/sloth creature. I landed with such force that the planet broke into pieces and I fell through space until I hit another planet... and killed it also.

Then I was back on earth, flying through a different store and I couldn't find my daughter, Destinee. She was about 4-6 years old and I was freaking out. She was playing inside a pyramid of boxes and cans. Then I showed Zee a magic trick. She was about 3 and very impatient. I showed her my iPad and told her to push a couple buttons. A bag of chips then came out from the bottom of the iPad
I saw a woman crying and I tried to comfort her. She was from a different town and was stranded during some tragedy. Her family was with her but they seemed at a loss as to how to help her.
Then the store owner wanted me to try to figure out what was wrong with a wall very high up and close to the ceiling. There was a letter shoved in a crack from 1825.

I then found myself in yet another store. I had shopped and was trying to leave but couldn't find the exit. I also couldn't find Paula and Ray. I called out for him and a store owner asked what I was doing there- that the store was closed and I was trespassing... I saw Paula from the corner of my eye. She looked scared and was hiding behind a box. I finally meet up with her and she asked if I could keep it down because she has a criminal record [not really] and she didn't want to get in trouble.
I found Ray in the car, hiding from some girl who liked him. Then he disappeared and I ended up back in the store where I found Cho (from Grimm) convulsing and crapping his pants. I helped him to the car but I didn't pay for new purchases and tried to hide them before others came. Ray was nowhere to be found again, and then I started vomiting poop.

I woke after just 3 hours of sleep with severe reflux lol

I only got around 4 hours of sleep last night, but the dreams were amazing.
I was Miksa, from Helix, standing at the edge of a floating island. There were people around me. We argued about an affair and a safe house, betrayal and the likes, then I jumped off the edge. I was falling quickly, looking at the roots pass me by. Survival instinct kicked in and I tried grabbing the roots but I couldn't hold on to one of them.
My fall started slowing, though, and I reached some ground safely. I was amazed at how warm it was down there (the surface was snowy).

I wanted to share my discovery but realized others had been down there at some point in history. There were iron and stone stoves- sort of like you'd see in Dwarves residences. It was a beautiful, primitive and secret place. The world though we floated over nothing, but there was more to our island home.
I climbed back up the roots and looked for my friends. They were gone. I looked for their cars, but those were gone too. There were roots growing upward from the edge and now I had to see where those led. I took off my shoes because IRL, I climb by sort of splaying my toes and "walking" the object.

Before I could start climbing, though I saw one of my friends "Peter" (who was actually "Auggie" from Covert Affairs). For some reason, I was naked and no longer Miksa but myself. He was in a state of shock and denial, saying over and over again that I wasn't real. I took his hands and placed them against my stomach to feel the warmth.

That's when I woke up.

Before then, I had disturbing dreams about pets eating other pets. Cats eating kittens? All I recall is the smaller animals were in agony. One of them had been scalped. Others were missing limbs. The bigger animals were starving, for some reason. Instead of letting the smaller ones deaths and suffering be in vain, I fed them to the larger ones. A few babies had hidden and were healthy. I spent the rest of the dream trying to hide them from the predators.

In yet another dream, I was having trouble with the RV and then driving somewhere and getting lost. HA! I remember being in a smaller car with a ginormous alligator in the road. He was causing accidents and tried swiping me.

I also barely recall, sneaking into a house by shimmying the water drain onto a sort of balcony. I used to do that IRL (but onto a ledge of our military house when I was about 7 years old).

I made a deal with myself decades ago to never dream in obscure symbolism. I just don't get it. I love deciphering my dreams, so I told my subconscious to speak to me in a language I'd understand
In one of my early dreams this morning, I dreamed I was at a gas station gas pump, inside my car. I was pooping and trying to wipe discretely. No idea what happened to the poop, but I was also trying to hide the toilet paper.
My psychologist [p-doc] pulled into the pump beside me. He was a passenger with 3 other guys (who looked more Hispanic than the Egyptian they were supposed to be). I was trying to hide from him and avoided looking at him.

Then the driver came over. He noted a slight smell lol but then asked how much it took to fill my tank. Around $42. He paid for $20. but then told me to hold onto $25. and think of him and the kindness he showed me and that it would be our secret. (not in a pervy way but sort of like a secret Santa or something)
As he drove off it occurred to me that it was hush money. I saw something I wasn't supposed to.

OKAY... I get that feces are unclean. My p-doc represents my subconscious. I was hiding something gross so ... ??? I feel like there's something unclean about myself that I hide from others?
The Hispanic bit was slightly racist. 1) I simply haven't been exposed to enough Egyptians to dream about their features. Same could be said for Hispanics. But they were piled into a car like you see on TV when they're trying to find odd jobs I watched a bunch of New Girl episodes and one of the main characters is racist. Maybe it's a hold over from that.

But what about the rest of the dream.... aha! I told my son yesterday that he has to cancel counseling this week. He asked why, because I'm not leaving until Thursday. I told him, if he wants to eat, he needs to cancel. It costs $20. to fill my tank (the minimum for the trip) and $20-$25. for the Counselor. They'll have less than $100. to eat on for a week. If he went to counseling, they'd have less than $50.

Now I'm bored of this Time for breakfast.

Maybe it was because of the lead story on CNN yesterday about the guy who was beheaded by ISIS... I just did think of that lol

I dreamed of my daughters girlfriend, Paula. She was going through pain and troubles so I tried to put her out of her misery with a mercy kill. Paula didn't look anything like she does in real life.
I cut through most of her neck, but her spinal cord was very difficult. I had to saw through it with the knife.
And, in typical dream fashion, her head stayed in place She then fell to the ground, having seizures and I was extremely upset because I caused her even more pain and suffering.
She finally died. I was going to hide her with the rest of the bodies from previous dreams (in other dreams, I have bodies hidden under houses and in weird places and even though I don't dream of killing them, I know I did and I'm terrified about them being discovered).

I couldn't find any of the other bodies so I was starting to freak out because I had no idea where or when they would turn up and I didn't know what to do with Paula. I had a place I was digging out, made of red clay (a Minecraft and Junk Jack shout-out), but it was surrounded by people and I couldn't get near it.
Then Paula became the size of a 6 year old and I carried her all over the place, trying to find a place to bury her. I flew at one point, to hide the fact I carried a corpse, but it was a very short flight.

That's it.

There were other dreams I was going to record, but I've forgotten them

In the first memorable dream, I saw great crowds of people. It was as if a combination of the Purge (viking men) and World War Z (women). The 2 sides were fiercely fighting it out, moving like rivers of people up and down a mountain side and throughout the country.
Then the view focuses on a group of 3-4 people. I'm one of the men. We're barricading ourselves under ground until the 2 factions kill each other off. My friend goes to close the hatch when I see a small crack in the wall. Then I see hands as a Viking pulls the whole open enough to step inside (from outside ) We're having a standoff when he finally tells me he wants my son because he rapped the Viking's daughter. I tell him that's not possible but- turns out (after much posturing and threats with his poisoned blade)- it did happen.

Then the dream changes and I'm me and it's the police or probation coming to take my eldest son away. He and a friend raped a 13 year old girl. I denied it at first, then my son admitted and I smacked him over the head, called him an idiot and a disgrace and told the law people to do what they must. I was still concerned about my son though and talked at length with the law people.
Can't remember if that dream developed any further.

But I woke up and wondered if I should tell my son the dream... then really woke up, rolled over, and fell back to sleep.

Then I was having a flying dream. I ended up in a building where I made off with a cherry pie. There was a military function going on that I didn't know about and someone offered it, thinking I was a guest. I was still flying and making a general fool of myself as I tried avoiding the strange overhead lights. Then I saw my dad. I merely nodded at him then hurried outside.

I woke and told my mom of the silly dream. She took my phone to call my dad and tell him... only to find out he had died.
I went back to my room and Miley was in front of my computer even though I had just left the room, so I yelled at her. When she stormed out of my room, my mom yelled at her about some mess that Miley denied making (but everyone knew she had). I was still wondering if I should tell my eldest my dream of him, but a weird noise kept distracting me.

It was my dog, vigorously shaking her head and I finally woke for real. At least I think I'm awake But it's too early for me to be up, so I'm going back to bed...

I had a very strange dream that my clit was bothering me. I looked at it and it was just a little bigger, as if swollen. I looked at it again later and it was MUCH bigger. I told myself it sort of looked like a penis, and sure enough, a "head" was then visible. I was curious if it would FEEL like a mans and if I could climax, so I started whacking off. But there was no hole in the head. Then I noticed sort of gills near my hip bones. A foamy white started accumulating in those gills and I thought "Huh, this is it" (I was feeling no pleasure). But then when I whacked it was more like pumping air and my stomach filled with so much air I was twice my size. I told myself to stop before I exploded I felt a lot of pain from the air so I can only assume I was gassy while I slept. But what a strange way to express that in my dreams!!!!

I'm pressed for time. Hubby is taking me with him to the Court House to look at deeds. I'm going to try to make this entry short and sweet (we leave in 14 minutes)

I dreamed I was in a building. I was trying to escape with others. We were tunneling through the ceiling and charges were set up between rooms for a diversion. But my life was down there (the building was underground). I had all of my crocheting. Cocoa, Cuddlebug, and CeeCee were down there. I didn't have enough hands or time to get everything out. I chased the rabbit for a bit, but caught him and carried him to one of the bad guys. I made him promise to be kind to my pets. I ran off, the charges went off and my group fled.

I woke up distraught. It didn't occur to me right away, but those were all pets who have died (Cocoa being the most recent). The dream seemed to be a weird combination of Native American lore (thanks to books I've been reading), of Stephen King and of Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D which I watched before bed.

I also dreamed of the Witnesses and of trying to go to a meeting, but I was so sick I ended up leaving. One (now former) member spoke to me but I forget what she said. It wasn't a good conversation though. Other members ignored me. I blame this on a conversation I had the other day about no longer being one of JW's but wanting to return.

Now I must run off...

I tossed and turned like never before. I kept waking in severe discomfort and pain. No benadryl for the last couple days, but my dreams were extremely messed up.

I was with a Native American tribe and I DC hopped a lot though I've forgotten most of that part (I really recall only waking up and thinking how strange).
There was a massacre going on. Someone grabbed me and a bunch of us were under water. I didn't have a breathing apparatus but the man dragging me did, so I thought he would share it. Once we were under the water awhile, I was panicking but discovered I could hold my breath a very long time People were getting killed under the water.

I don't know if it was the same dream or another one, but I was in water again. I was floating on something and I saw people keep going under. There was an attacker beneath the water.

I was fascinated by 2 tribal names and I spend a great deal of time trying to remember them, but I forgot them once I woke completely.

In another dream, I was running through a huge building trying to escape an unseen killer. I was in a room with several doors. The locks were very cheap but I took care to lock all of them when someone left. There were lots of glass walls though. I saw a man get separated from his son (still had his younger daughter with him). I saw the boy was just on the other side of another wall and I tried to warn him. The killer was using the boy as bait and when he rounded the corner, a 10 year old girl zapped him with a taser. She was working with the bad guy.

I was running with a bunch of people outside. A woman in uniform was shot, but I dragged her along with me for some water (again with the water!). We dove under but I lost my hold of her and after the fighting subsided, I couldn't find her.

In a completely unrelated dream- an extremely embarsasing dream, I had a barbie that was alive. I was going to masterbate with her and she was screaming. I told her to shut up or she was going in face first What The Heck!!

There was so much more to the dreams, but I can't seem to remember...

I've been taking benadryl to help me fall asleep. It also helps with my allergies so it's a win win. But it ALSO contributes to intense and vivid dreams.

I was interrupted when I woke and came here, so I've forgotten a lot of what I wanted to write.
The most impressive was, though, which I still recall is dreaming a was pregnant. It was a boy and I named him Zhaymis.
Something happened earlier in the dream- I either got into a fight or an accident and I feared Zhaymis was dead. So I poked my stomach as I had done IRL when pregnant and I could see his foot and fist move beneath my skin. Of course, being a dream, he pushed too far out so that I could actually almost hold his fist lol, but it was an extremely enjoyable dream.

The next thing I remember, Zhaymis had been born and my husband was holding him and admiring his deep green/blue eyes. Zhaymis' hair was darker than mine though. Hubby said he hoped the boy kept the blue in his eyes and I thought it would help my hubby to love him (my hubby has blue eyes) because the baby wasn't his. I recognized that his eyes would probably change color as most babies did and the dream ended with a touch of sadness.

In another, barely recalled dream, I had to go away on a trip. I had a puppy and cats, my bird and some other animal I worried about. I scurried about trying to find someone to take care of them while I was gone. I found a couple kids who agreed, but then their father forbid it.

And I dreamed something about food. I was in a huge shopping area and I had to leave one area for some reason, so I went elsewhere and I was trying to buy cherries and cream crepes but it was going to take 10 minutes to cook them.

Another dream, which I wish I recalled more of, I was fighting monsters in a video-style dream. I could fly and I kept ending up in areas that were too touch for me. Oh yeah. But there was a bathroom scene lol. It was a person, though. There were a lot of changing stalls in the center of a room. The stalls were very long and had doors on either side. There were probably about 6 of them. I kept trying to anticipate my enemies movement and throw some sort of weapon at her when she got to the opposite stall opening. I hit her a few times, but she just kept coming.

I also had a God-mode dream where I was teriforming some land. It was more involved than that but I've forgotten the details.

That's it for now.

I have finally had a truly note-worthy dream. I took a nap from around 6:30-9:30 PM
Unfortunately, most of the details have already been forgotten.

At the start of the dream, I was driving down the road to buy another fountain drink. When I stopped, a bunch of kids climbing into my car and asked me to buy them a carton of smokes named "Crab" or something lol A carton only cost $15. so I should have known then that I was dreaming
When I went inside, the place was strange. It was packed full of people. I filled up my cup but then realized it looked different. I was disturbed that my cup was missing but I shrugged it off and told myself I must have accidentally switched with someone else. The Coke in the cup was new and still bubbled. I considered getting a store cup but they were all very small.
I went down the candy isle and everything was very cheap. And then I noticed cigarettes were being sold right there on the shelves. I spoke to someone (?) and told them where I came from that had been done away with YEARS ago.

Then I wandered off. There were shower rooms, massive bathrooms, girls applying makeup. Then I saw people having sex. Men were completely naked. Men looked at me with interest, but I just left for other areas.
Then I thought, why the heck not. At that point, I realized I was dreaming. I told myself that I better not even DARE wake up lol and I had myself a wet dream
Which woke me up briefly. And I marveled at how the mind alone can cause such reactions.

I fell back to sleep and I was in a pleasure house in Rome. It looked like the place I had just woken up from but the year was 10 BC. I spent most of the dream hiding because they had strange ID scans (yeah, in 10 BC ) and I knew I wouldn't be in the system.
I hid a bag with some of my things in it- including the necklace I live in. But it was still discovered by the religious leader of the people. He asked about it as the 2 halves slide apart and the scented cotton ball fell out. I told him it was a symbol of my people and the material inside was a fabric called Cotton which could be use to retain aromas.
He was going to have me killed, but I escaped somehow.

I ended up back at my house, in my time, completely confused and feeling I was going insane. I asked my son if I ever gave his friends their carton of smokes. He asked me what I was talking about. I shook my head and told myself I must have been dreaming.
I went to hubby's house but some guy was there working. Hubby introduced us and I left. Then I decided to go off for a Fountain Drink and the same strange time loop occurred.

The place was very similar, but I was in some future. Again, I spent most of the dream trying to hide.
Dinosaurs co-existed with people. One was cat like, and cat sized but it could whip out a barbed tongue and do serious damage or eat smaller prey.
And while walking in some woods I ran across a larger dino. I thought I was chow, but he let me pet him. His skin was smooth like a lizards but had bumps like a frog (toad? lol).
Years passed and I was finally caught because of a cellphone or something. There was something on it about Jehovah's Witnesses which were banned in that time.

I was taken before a great beast for judgement. And as I was being attacked, I had deep conversations with the people who brought me there. I told them I came from a parallel time and I was stuck there. That I hadn't meant any disrespect but after the passage of time, things still confused me.
They scoffed at the teachings of Hell and the Devil and I explained they had every right to. I explained what JW's teach about those subjects and my captors began regretting their hand in my fate.

Somehow, I was zapped back to my time but several other people were as well, including some children I had gotten close to. One of the children were being lifted away by a balloon and I saved him which caused my captors further regret. But then I was lifted by the balloon and in the distance I could see dinosaurs. I hadn't been brought back to my time at all.
As I pondered the situation, I woke up.

My re-telling did NO justice to the dreams. I just can't recall all the details anymore

Dreamed I was driving up a hill to go to a Doctor appointment. My car started shrilling an alarm and I saw I was JUST about out of gas. I placed the car in neutral and rolled backward to a gas station I had passed.
When I was very close to the pumps, my car stalled and I realized I never would have made it to the top of the hill, so I was very proud of my backward driving
My kids bumped fists, then thought such too tame so they then banged on the door of a house they thought empty.
But the owner was home and he was most displeased about the noise.

Dreamed the kids weren't doing as I asked so I went to my hubby for help. But he was much too hard on a much younger Ray. Hubby told him he could find a new place to live if he didn't start showing me some respect, but Ray was only about 9 years old in the dream lol
For some reason, Ray called hubby "Uncle".
There was a lot more to the dream but I've forgotten it.