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      Talking Peek into the mind of Gez II

      A Peek Into the Mind Of Gez II


      Ive decided to start a fresh and create a new dream journal, reaons being my other one was a
      shambles!!!
      I want to make more of an effort to keep my dreams looking tidy and consistant.
      Along with making more of an effort to make the dreams understandable to others and not just myself.
      With this though i would appreciate some sort of feedack or interpretations.
      Thanks


      Reacurring Dream Locations


      The Arcade

      • A cross between a kids resteraunt and an arcade
      • light yellow and red walls
      • Usually on my own, exept for maybe one other person
      • chairs and tables on lower level , 1 or 2 arcade machines
      • Cluster of modern arcade machines on 2 raised stages
      • Mostly shoot em up games (at least those are the ones im usualy playing on)
      • In one dream the coin slots were all magnetic, making coins fly from peoples pockets
      • Usually found in : Mall, Theme park , Ghost train




      The Rocky hills

      • A rocky mountain area away from civilisation right next to the grey sea,
      • Lots of steep hills and dangerous ledges,
      • alongside runs a road right near a cliff and the coast.
      • Often Driving past it
      • foggy, damp and dull





      The Flashy Hotel

      • A giant hotel with a shiny mirror skyscraper exterior
      • Simplistic but modern HUGE reeption area.
      • Elevators i remember lots of dreams messing about in these elevators, either playing a giant game of hide and seek with lots of freinds or running away from the police, they often opened up to dull metallic corridors with no doors.
      • There was a big contrast in the actual hotel corridors which were pretty much like regular ones (floral, carpets, ect)
      • i would sometimes take a peek into open hotel rooms




      The Sandy Path

      Last edited by Gez; 10-19-2007 at 07:16 PM.
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      Bloody Toe


      Lately ive been having a really bad toe thats become infected and completely minging, naturally i had a dream about it.
      It was night time and i was on grass, thats the only memory i have of the setting, i faintly remember small tents scattered about the place.
      I walked at a slow pace straight ahead not sure of where i was going i passed a few scattered people and gradually i started to feel drowsy until i seriously felt dizzy and ill and finnly feared that i might pass out.
      As the landscape blurred around me a dull pain emitted from my toe, i glanced at the floor below me greeted by a Red throbing toe spewing vast amounts of blood onto the floor, i looked where i had walked to see a trail of bloody foot prints.
      I had lost ALOT OF BLOOD.
      People around me screamed and the last thing i remember is someone helping me into a tent before the world went to black and i passed out.

      Perhaps this dream was some sort of warning
      Last edited by Gez; 11-05-2007 at 12:38 AM.
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      Your dream reminded me of a Kids in the Hall skit about a guy who had an infected toe. I tried to find a link to the video on youtube, but couldn't find one. I did however discover that there are a disturbing number of people who have posted videos of their infected toes. I could have done without seeing that...

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      Super Hero Triathlon
      • Everyone had powers
      • Game of basketball where you had to fly through the hoop and the other had to stop you
      • Giant concrete slide, thousands of people rode on spheres with a seat at the top
      • Turned out to be a trap




      Commando Crutches

      • In House with women on crutches
      • People started shooting the place up
      • Escaped through back garden and escorted the women
      Last edited by Gez; 11-05-2007 at 12:44 AM.
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      SnowWizards

      I was in my street in the bright sun Surrounded by thick fluffy snow.
      With me were loads of other kids my age having a great time messing about in the snow, you know, like snowballs , forts and snowmen but things suddenly began to turn a bit strange.
      People began to instead of picking up snowballs levitated them into the air, people started moon jumping around flying gracefully through the air.
      Gradually the snow began to melt and people manipulated water through the air playing complicated games and stunts.
      One thing alot of people were dong was merging someone in an ice cold water rectagle, making it even colder and then doing some sort of swift chest press on the person inside like CPR sending a shock wave of euphoria through them.
      Sounds weird?......it was.
      Even later on i remember it being nighttime and i was holding a broom and talking to another person in a black robe.
      Can't remember the end exept some flood lights came on.
      Last edited by Gez; 11-05-2007 at 12:42 AM.
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      Stare of the Mannequins


      I was with a gang of kids, we were all a bunch of what you might call professional trouble makers.
      We found pleasure in invading public spaces and weirding people out or playing tricks on them.
      I don't remember much of the havoc we actually caused but i do remember loads of us running through a busy shopping center performing park-our moves.
      I was now outside the art block of my school near the side entrance of the atrium i looked up to the windows to see dozens of eyes glare right back at me.
      All the school kids had gathered at every window, crowded together, eyes fixated on us, expressionless, motionless.
      It was a VERY creepy sight.
      Me and another 2 of the gang moved into the school only to be greeted by more motionless figures.
      We managed to get up on a second level and to the window where the school kids we saw previously still stood still looking out of the window.
      I reached out my hand and touched the neck of one of the figures.
      the texture of rubber made me realize that these weren't people at all but very realistic mannequins.
      I'm not sure why but this realization made the other 2 gang members break down crying and even drove one to throw himself of the second level onto the unforgiving concrete below.
      Last edited by Gez; 11-05-2007 at 12:57 AM.
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      Quote Originally Posted by Gez View Post
      i ALMOST FINISHED WRITING MY DREAMS DOWN AND THE FUCKING PAGE REFRESHED OR SOMETHING.
      I hate it when that happens. I have to say, your titles look very sharp. I may have to borrow your style

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      Thanks dude, to be honest i kinda took some aspects of the layout from your journal .
      (Loving the journal btw, very enjoyable read)
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      Robonan

      All i can really remember is that i was visiting my grandma.
      i found out by stumbling across some blueprints and letters that she had acctauly died but was turned into a cyborg for some twisted experiment, youd think that was a good thing, exept it seemed they had done a pretty crap job meaning every now and then she would have violent outbursts and chase me around.
      Im glad i cant remember to much of this dream, very nightmareish.


      Wait Your Turn

      Once again i cant remember much exept me, C and K were waiting outside a house.
      we each went in individually, inside was a girl with black hair who we did the buisness with. after we all met up and talked about what we did.
      Last edited by Gez; 11-05-2007 at 12:47 AM.
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      Fragments

      - Something about smoking an upside down pipe which sort of bubbled when i inhaled.

      - I found my self in a very simple small white room with big windows looking out onto a motorway just outside, the furniture style was very "nu art deco" , glass shelves lined the end of the room ontop of which were glass pots filled with black, grey and white pebbles.
      The center peice of this room was a glass rectangular bed lacking a matress.
      Lying on this bed was a woman in white hospital robes , she looked very weak and beckoned me closer.
      With noticeable effort she began to speak words that i cant seem to remember anymore but at the end of everysentence she would grab the underside of her chin and pull of her face as if it was a mask, each time she did this her face would become noticably older and disfigured until she spoke her last sentence and revealed a horrible rotted and contorted face that had bits of coral and sea life crawling on it.
      I stumbled back to the end of the bed horrified, as i composed myself the shock slowly turned to rage and in a terrificly cinematic manner i let out a huge slowmotion roar which shattered the glass pots behind me.
      Pebbbles exploded past my head and cascaded into the glass bed covering up the body of the woman.
      I looked out of the window to see a figure hovering with a black metal shcimitar i caugh a quick flash of a sketetal reapers face and crashed through the windows onto the speeding motorway below.
      A epic flying sword fight ensued between me and the reaper, i bounced off a truck and screamed into the air towards the figure, with a swift move he blocked my attack sending me flying backwards into another incoming truck, at the last moment i closed my eyes and willed my self to "phase" through the truck, i felt a rushing sound past my ears and an immense pressure but when i opened my eyes had done it!
      I realised i couldnt beat this guy and decided to try and shake him off, i flew off into the distance hoping he wouldnt be follow but when i turned back i was greeted by his skeletal face grining right back at me.
      My view switched to third person as i picked up speed ,faster , faster , faster im going to fast!
      Everything around me blurred and i could feel my bones and skin dislocating until everything just faded out.
      thats about where it ended.

      Such a weird dream but i feel the beginning bit had some sort of relevance.
      Anyone care to interpret this one?
      Last edited by Gez; 08-29-2007 at 03:17 PM.
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      Zombies (Finaly)

      Its been a while since ive had a zombie dream
      All i can remember i being outside in my back garden with a few other people along with of course about 2 of the shuffling undead.
      We were all rushing around the back garden for materials and tools to barricade the house before more zombies came, dodging the clammy cold hands as we went.
      Unfortunately i didnt get to experience what happened after but still.
      I had another zombie dream!!!
      Im hoping this is a sign a lucid is on the way.
      Last edited by Gez; 08-31-2007 at 12:49 AM.
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      Going out but ill put the dreams in note form for the moment.

      Magus apocolyptic back garden Madmaxish.
      Caravans, pickup trucks, tents, small shacks ,strict school tried to escape through fences ,reached SANDY PATH man with horse grabbed us and took us back one freind made it , night time , waiting in split in half caravan, freind came back, tried to escape again.

      Castle near rocks and sea , filming crusade in jeans 2?
      dogs tried to attack i shot one, felt guilty, he got better.
      Talking to jenny, party , parents picked everyone up.


      When i get back ill have probably remembered more.
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      Hmmmph Il write this one in note form aswell, but i WILL write them both up in full tomorrow


      Be-freinding Freddy kruger.

      >Hunted by freddy
      >in school tech corridor
      >"the hotel" lifts
      >Freddy came up in a lift
      >talked him out of killing us
      >told us how he REALLY died.
      >(the metal fingers were real, he was called a freak, flash of burning car)
      >Teleoported to a clearing surrounded by cliffs and hills we got freddy to make a car chassis float like a hot air balloon.
      >made "goodbye notes"
      >got over the cliff, freedom!
      >beautifull view , coast , pathwork feilds , pebbles, purple leaves.
      >landed on beach, muddy.



      >something about a parade of soldiers outside magus, through living room windows.
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      >School trip, went on a train that resembled the rollercoaster cart from "thunder mountain" went through "the canyons"
      >railings, climbing around.
      >Saw Tim burton sitting near the front he said he preffered to be called Tom burton
      >Army hellicoperts flew by.

      >Going into old scout headquaters at night and scaring some kids.
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      Fragments

      > Me and school kids waiting in warehouse.

      >Tricked! Raided by police or some form of organisation.

      >Lots of people are killed for no reason.

      > I escape , run past the "conrete caves" , some sort of hedge maze, a part of "the island" saw Ke(YD) he told me where to escape.

      > Now night time ,St(YD) tried to stop me, i dived into a lake, in the distance i could see the knap.

      -

      >Waiting for fish and chips
      >Jake kegde

      -
      >flashback

      >Two people walking through cymtalogwoods

      >Came across a small green pond, they sat down peacefully as brown vines gracefully petruded from the water and wrapped around them, Englufing them.

      > Vines went back into the water leaving 2 wooden figures. one of a rabbit another of a bird.

      >
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      > Asked to do Blue peter again.
      >Gameshow where you had to collect yellow balls
      >forced to join in
      >lameness.

      >Front tooth falling out.
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      >chase Dream

      >Chased by Barty Crouch Senior in a bowler hat.

      >Hid in the usual place i hide in chase dreams "Bungalow Street"

      >Hiding in vents.
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      >Hiro's slow down time powers,
      >Running away from fast man
      >Chickenwire fences
      >went over the bounderies
      >swamp
      >Sank

      >Amy whine House
      >Makros empty to myself
      >invited freinds.
      Last edited by Gez; 10-12-2007 at 09:15 PM.
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      >people accusing me of crime
      >Examaning mud sample in big plastic table
      >hair and dead cats

      >Doom, Fought robot with tiny head but huge torso and chainsaw.
      > fighting moroi loookalike , Satan?
      >Movie room, epic battle , Telekenisis
      >Made freinds

      > Animals trying to get in my house, Crows ,Cats, Dogs. in swarms.
      >killed mouse accidentally
      >Man with hood up knocked on door
      >Shot other guy who was in house , Gang problems, left us alone
      >he had to do it

      >Lego star wars
      > in a familiar looking shop
      >saw Halo 3 on the shelf along with Lego star wars 3
      >Big Time travelling bikes.
      >Shooting lego farmers
      >Darth Vader asked me to join him
      >splatted him with green blobs.
      >Tried to run away but dent that metal commander guy after me.
      >Joined the dark side
      >Built a spaceship which looked like a bobbing head.
      >R2d2 was a dog

      >Dad Jogging down in the Dream version of "down West" with cigarette in his hand
      >On the borders of "The swamp"
      >passed a crappy looking house party
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      Lindermans Dirty Work.


      I was in "the Hotel" in a room talking with a very small looking man with grey hair and a straw hat, he was one of Linderman's (Heroes) goons.
      He gave me 4 compost bags filled with a suspicious green substance and left threatening that if i didnt return it i was done for.
      There was a gap here where nothing much happened until my old geology teacher came into the room followed by a blonde man in a duffle coat, i knew he was here to search my hotel room so i straight up told him "the stuffs in there" and ran off.
      Last edited by Gez; 10-23-2007 at 12:40 AM.
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      House of Portraits.

      At first i was in my grans house up in the spare room, every thing felt very cosy and comftable which was the exact opposite atmosphere i felt when i used to sleep over there in real life.
      Regardless i fell asleep and was then woken up by a nervous looking girl with glasses.
      "what are you doing in this room?" she asked, her eyes darting around the room nervously, she was acting like....
      Ill finish this tomorrow.
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      Avalanches , Polariods and firefighters.

      I was in a game shop looking at a plasma screen, it was advertising a new game, what the game was i can't really remember but it looked very cool and scary.
      i ended up buying a ratchet and clank game for ps3, which i somehow managed to get to play on my xbox360.
      I was with 3 other people in the game, it started very simply, jumping onto platforms picking up weapons and just generally "cook'n fools "
      we moved onto an area surrounded my canyons, we stood in awe for a few seconds and took in the surroundings only to be interrupted by a deep low rumble.
      An avalanche of rocks and sand cascaded down the rocks and came steaming toward us, we ran to the right narrowly avoiding the sandy river although, the sand was gradually rising in level, we attmepted to climb up a tunnel in the rocks to our right only to be cut short and pulled under.
      Game over.
      It appeared that when you died in this game that was it , you could never play the game again, i asked my dad if he could take it back to the shop "as long as you find the reset" he said.
      I began in my parents bedroom rummaging through drawers and cupboards, for some reason now desperate i began looking in CD cases, i stumbled upon an old looking one.
      I Opened it to find a treasure trove of old looking badges and stickers, i remember thinking how retro they looked and how good they would look on my wall, on closer inspection i found a small booklet filled with Polaroid pictures scraps and scribbles of un tidy writing, things began to take a disturbing and creepy turn.
      In one of the pictures it showed a closeup of the body of an old man in shallow water with strange transparent blue goo coming from his mouth.
      In another one showed a white skinned gargoyle creature with fists for eyes, some just of its face and other of it towering over people, ready to attack.
      Other showed deformed children in wheel chairs sat around a washing machine, completely fixated on it, eyes bulging.
      The scene changed and i now found myself in a fancy foreign restaurant rehearsing a scene for YD.
      For some reason i couldn't understand what the director wanted me to do and in which order, it involved me handing over a bowl of porridge to and from "Jonno".
      I went and sat opposite to "bighead" asking him if he knew what the hell we had to do, while he explained i noticed two stalls behind him,
      in one a group of students were having a great time, one was serenading the other with what looked to be a guitar with a cup instead of the main body.
      in the other stall the complete opposite was happening a black young couple were having an argument which was gradually getting worse , the couple began throwing pots at each other until the man eventually kicked woman out of the stall, 2 burly security men came over and attempted to attain him but not before he tipped a glass of something over the table top and threw a lighter onto the surface, setting it alight, along with himself.
      A few seconds later a group of firefighter ran in.
      I now found myself watching a movie about the firefighters and their struggle to fight the fire, somehow there was a malfunction with there hoses causing a huge surge of water.
      In slow motion a huge wave of water wiped them out.
      "thats like what happened to me in my dream last night" i said along with 3 other people at exactly the same time, we glared at each other for a few seconds and i thought to myself "this proves shared dreaming is true" and then of course, i woke up.
      Last edited by Gez; 11-05-2007 at 01:00 AM.
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