To Another Dimension and Back...

I'm new to the site, hello. When I dream, which is often but not every night, they are vivid, expanisve and on such a massive scale I almost feel as if i'm going to have an anyuerism attempting to recall and convey it all.

I have a lot of old dreams or fragments of dreams I'd like to share. When I have dreams that are of any merit for posting I will, some of them are just pointless.

Often my dreams go through phases...I can have moderate dreams for a while and have an unknown stretch of time when I dreams become really intense and palpaple. I'm in one of those right now, it's often coupled with insomina and a desire to not sleep after a while.


Dates aren't going to be exact.


April 17 - The Montreal Airport

This is a case of having been dreaming of I don't even know how much before this happened but this was the end and the most real part.

My roommate Scotty is driving me to the Montreal Airport. I have to catch a plane...I can't remember where I was going or why. Forgot the build up. We're driving on the highway, we get off in sight of the airport we park his van. We're running.

"I'm going to miss my plane!" I scream and I'm running with my baggage.

"Then hurry up!" He said running ahead of me.

A plane takes off from the air port and flies overhead. Some kind of liquid was draining down from it as it flew, it rained down around us.

Scotty got some on his shirt and sniffed his arm. "It's gas."

I turn and the plane crashes down no more than a few thousand yards of us. It explodes into a massive fireball in the downtown section of the city probably killing hundreds, injuring hundreds more and just destroying a city block.

When I think of this I can recall the exact colour of the fireball, the smell of the gas. The sound of the people screaming, their panic somehow causing the ground beneath us to stutter.

A piece of from the plane, part of the fuselage with some seats flies over head and hits a woman killing her before crashing through a building at the airport.


Then I awoke. It felt so real...to real, like, prophecy :bowdown: I'm still expecting to hear about a commercial jet crashing in montreal on the news it felt so real.

I had a dream with that EXACT kind of feeling. I have a cousin with Downs, he's a year older than me. I'd a dream where he died and the entire dream was at his family's house, with the rest of our family after the funeral. Every part of it felt like real life, real time with real emotions and again I awoke with an anxiousness. I've never had a dream like either of these before.

I'm not religious and while I believe in foresight and psychic abilities in extremely rare cases (most of them are crack pots). I get a lot of feelings of deja vu...somehow bringing up a person or movie or something only for it to be relevant in the VERY near future. I wonder if perhaps I somehow dream, on the odd time, of some near future event, even if it's slight.

Tomorrow when I update. I'll write up my earliest nightmares.

I'm not sure why I've dreamed of them. It's seldom, twice I can I recall at least. If anyone has seen Wes Craven's 'They', the things in that movie reminded almost...too much like what I saw.

I can only vaguely describe what they look like. They are almost rubbery in appearence, as if they were squishy, almost amphibious. They've got sharp teeth but no claws. Instead they have elongated, almost alien appearing fingers digits. I've seen some bi-pedal, some that moved like dogs and others that scurried like rodents.

http://www.pscomputer.co.uk/images/alien_hand_250.gif The hands were somewhat like this, not so human like, more clampy but had similr shape of the digits. At least, this is from the one who jumped out at me in the second dream. I'm sure some of them had claws...and stingers...don't even want to think about it.


This first dream I was about 8 or 9.

I've had a lot of nightmares but creepiest one I can think of is: I had it when I was young, I dunno, eight or nine years old. I was swimming in my backyard with my friends and we having a fun time. My bedroom had the big glass patio door to go out back. I looked up and there was a teddy bear, my teddy bear I got when I was very young, two maybe. I recall me and my brother fighting over the name, we both wanted Fred and my brother was allowed the name so I had to name mine Barney. The bear was bigger, about my size. It just stood there, staring at me, into me. It's eyes were so big and black and empty. It just looked eternally sad. It raised an arm and waved to me slow, back and forth, back and forth. Then everything went black. The whole world went black; there was no light. The only sound was screaming and splashing from my friends and every where else. I was asleep long enough to hear some screams stop before I woke up.

I do believe this was the night I had the hallucination when I woke up screaming. I could be wrong though, they could be separate. It feels like they were together. It's as if I opened my eyes and could see the real world but my dream came out of the walls and the floor and pawed at me. It's the most horrifying thing I've ever experienced in my entire life. When I think back to my mom holding me and telling me there is nothing there, it's not real and I can hear them screaming at me, telling me to come into the cellar so they can eat me at the same time and it wouldn't go away. Then, after an hour or so (thought it lasted forever for me) it just vanished, disappeared.

The creepiest thing is that I've dreamed about them still and sometimes, when I'm outside having a smoke and hear knocks and the garden move when there is no wind I can't help but think about them. All my worst nightmares have involved them and I've forever been trying to find a way to write about them, to capture that deep rooted, childhood terror and put it into words. I don't think I have the talent for it yet.


This next dream also contain my only confliction with sleep paralysis, or at least I think that's what it was. It was the only time in my visceral memory I can recall dreaming of these creatures in the dream world. And it was quite out of nowhere. I'd almost go as far to say it's one of the most lucid dreams I'd ever had



I think the dream started with me and my dad driving away from the mall in our city. That's how I remember it, starting like that. There is a city bus coming and it starts to veer over to our lane. I scream and my dad doesn't react. I try and jerk the wheel but it's too late.

However, we don't crash into the bus but instead we - I - passed through it.

What I saw I will never forget. It was all in slow motion. The bus driver's head was leaned backwards. His eyes were missing. His mouth was frozen in a wide, toothy, lunatics grin as if he was having the time of his life. There were dead bodies all over the bus. A woman leans over a man's lap, half her head missing. As I pass through I can't help but be in awe of the carnage. I see a woman's corpse leaned over an old style carriage, which was filled with blood and body parts. Everyone was dead and not just dead, but mutilated. At the end of the bus was a man; very plain looking. He had no blood on him. He stared at me and my face went into his his...

Then I was somewhere different. I was lying on the pavement. I got up and I looked around. There were building all around me. I remember seeing a make up billboard, advertised lipstick I think that was old and rotting. The city was empty, there was no one around anyone.

I begin telling myself I didn't like this and that I wanted to wake up. I just knew they were here. Somewhere, anywhere. I begin running through this abandoned city, it was dark out and had only the light of the moon to guide me...though I do recall one street light flickering orange. But boy did I run.

Especially when I heard them, crawling, slither, running...all thier forms coming for me. I turned and I could see the darkness moving, growing, inching closer. I'm slapping myself in the face to wake up but it didn't work.

I find myself running down between some buildings and I try opening a door, figured I'd stand a better chance inside than in the open. When I open it one of them flies out at me like a frog or something. It landed on top of me and knocked the wind out of me. I shoved it off and ran, exasperated, desperate. I wanted to wake up. I didn't want them to get me. Then one landed in front of me and there were dozens coming up behind me.

I can still remember the fear of when one jumped on me from behind and started tearing into my shoulder. Then they were all on me and I have the faintest recollection of being torn apart when I awoke.

I couldn't move. My eyes opened but I was paralyzed with fear, in shock. My friend was on the computer and I could see him through the open door but I could talk to him. The events of the dream replayed over and over again until I fell back asleep and, thank god, dreamed a dreamless sleep for a couple hours.

I think the next entry will focus on an entity which has chased me before and almost killed me in my dream once. It's unseen but you can feel it coming...there is this pressure and it feels so instinctual. When I feel it all I can do is run.

These are a few dreams I've had that fall into the middle of the grid. They aren't amazing and they aren't unpleasant but when I wake up I look back at them fondly.

I'll talk about the entity tomorrow, would rather do this...better mood


The Wal-Mart Police

Had a dream where my dad took me to Wal-Mart. I put on pants there and we looked at stuff then walked out. While walking out I say 'dad, did you pay for these?' and he says 'no.' We get into the car and we have to drive through some security checkout station where Wal-Mart police inspect the car so you're not stealing. He passed off something we'd bought at another store as a Wal-Mart product and they didn't believe him and we drove away.

He talks to the police and they tell me since I wore the pants they want me me for grand larceny and that I'm being charged. I yelled at my dad 'HOW COULD YOU DO THIS!?' and I steal his van.

The cops chase me for a while but I manage to get home. I have to get all of these problems dropped. So I ran in my house with the cops outside and went onto the computer and to find the cheat code for Lower Wanted Level from GTA. I input the code and I woke up.

Quite awesome.

The 80 Degree Road

I had a dream in which terrorists from the future were using terminators in order to successfully destroy me in which I had myself a hot terminator protector like in that terminator show. There was a lot of espionage stuff for a bit then it kind of changed. I recall eating a dinner at my uncles cottage which wasn't right, as it never is.

Later in the dream I am driving around with my mom and my bros girlfriend. There is a hill on a highway build at about an 80 degree angle. We had to get up and I had to use the air supply hose that kept the road inflated. We almost lost my brothers girfriend on that. After dreaming for a bit with god knows what happening, found myself in a cab with my mom, bros girlfriend and my brother. It's a van cab. Well, he guns for this 80 degree hill going down and decides to gun it/drive up the middle of the road and he spins out and we bounce all over the place. I just enjoyed it because I knew we would land safe but it was crazy to be the real me think 'this is crazy' when the dream me ishaving a blast. We landed on the roof of a house.

Is it strange that my dad was renovating his house and if I opened the door to the bathroom it was just a port-o-potty and the door next to it led to a car wash so I could shower?

This was one of those seemingly week long dreams that upon waking up sure on the continuity and if they were separate dreams or what order or anything. All I know is that it sticks on a whole different level for crazy non-nightmare dreams.

The Snake, The Bong and the Police Car

A humourous dream I had a few years back.

It started with me and my mom having a fight. To cool down, I grabbed a bong and started walking. I made it over halfway across my city smoking the same bowl (infinite what). A cop car stopped beside and the officer asked me what I was doing. I told him I had a fight and needed to vent so I was walking around smoking weed. He said he'd give a ride home, provided I didnt' smoke in the cop car.

We're driving over a bridge when this massive snake pops out of the road. We stop and get out of the car. One of the cops is launched into the air when it's tail comes out from underneath him and is swallowed whole. I grabbed the gun he dropped and shoot at the snake. It kills the other cop, biting him in half. When it lunges at me I jump up, land on it's head, and unload the rest of the clip into it's head, killing it.

I drop the gun, pick up my bong and drive the cop car home.

A memorable dream, I doubt I'll ever forget it.