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      Boer84's Dream Journal

      I am slowly digitalizing my dream journals and will slowly start to post them here.
      I have changed names around.
      Starting with my oldest written dream.

      01/28/2006

      I was at some sort of amusement park, where they have a rare event. Guests get to tour Castle Wolfenstein. But instead I went to a bar, which reminded me of a South-African one that I’ve been in Florida. I called the Alt Frau (My Mother) to let her know that I found another South-African place, but she didn’t answer the phone. The bar was closed, but I noticed that there were some stacks of sodas on the floor, and that grape Fanta was on the menu.

      Emma (My girlfriend at the time), some unknown man and I were eating lunch at a unfamiliar restaurant. As we finished our meals the waitress came over to our table. She asked us how our meal was. I told her that it was one of the best meals I had in a long time. She complained how everybody else doesn’t seem to like the food, at least that’s what they complained to her about. I reassured her that she was doing a great job. I looked over to Emma and the other guy, who was both silent. I told the waitress that she can’t please everybody.

      I found myself alone as I headed to go take a tour of Castle Wolfenstein. But I had no idea where to go. I drove down, what seemed to be, the main road and spotted three castles all next to each other. For some reason I believed that the Alt Frau knew which one was the right one, so I called her. This time she answered the phone. I explained to her my situation, to which she got upset. She told me that I am not allowed to go. I asked her why and she started rambling.

      I woke up.

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      11/01/2006

      I was at our old house in Krugersdorp, South-Africa. But it was the zombie apocalypse outside. Inside were my parents, my brother and a couple of people I didnít know. My brother was injured and I feared that he was going to turn. Luckily for him my father convinced me to not kill him, not until he turns. I took his M-16 Assault Rifle to take out some zombies outside. Right in front of the house there was one zombie, waiting by the fence. I aimed and fired, only to have the round go to high. I tried again, but the rifle didnít fire. Apparently when it discharged the last round, the bolt didnít come back far enough to recycle another round, as if I was firing blanks without a compensator. Instead of racking the bolt I decide to use the rifle as a club. After I took care of a couple of zombies, my brother came outside. He instructed me to clean the blood off the grass and tree. Something to do with blood spores. On the tree ďhamburgerĒ was written in white chalk. So I washed it off as well as the blood, and then started on the grass. When I got to the front of the yard, I noticed there were about twelve people across the street having an outside meal. There use to be a fence there, but not in the dream. Then other people started coming out of their houses. I called my family to see this and we commented on the stupidity of these people. Just then zombies started coming from the backyard through our fence, and some from the front. We fought to get back in through the front door. We all made it safely.


      I got to school, only to realize that I forgot some material for Math class. So I headed out to go get them. I was planning to be back before twelve. Somehow I ended up in England and Emma was not helping me. I missed two exits and had to turn around in a dirt parking lot in front of a police officer. I witness some accident, but left. Emma took me to the train station. Then she ran off, saying something about having a great way to get me back to school, and quick. I was frustrated since I was already late. Finally Shannon arrived in a flying device that resembled the flying machine by Leonardo Di Vinci. It had a much sturdier metal frame, and looked like it could have held six or seven people at once. I gently made it known to Emma that there was no way I was going to use that contraption.


      I was in the Middle-East, but first only through a video game. Then I was getting chased by my brother. I found a hotel, but the door is locked. I turned around to find a door that might be unlocked. I turned around to see a woman unlock one of the doors, so I took it. Just as I locked it from the inside, my brother showed up on the other side. I started looking for a way out, he made it inside before I could find a way out. Thatís when I noticed that my parents were there. We were having a conversation as I played with my camera. I took a picture of the Alt Frau when someone commented about staying here, in Iraq for about ten more years. I replied that I would not want to, nor do I want to raise my children there. My parents were not so excited about that statement. I realized I had said that a little too load, and was worried that one of the neighbors might have heard, I didnít want to offend anyone. Then someone was at the door as I was about to leave, it was just my sister luckily and not some crazy neighbor. She started arguing with my brother about something he was suppose to do, but didnít. Apparently she had learned how to pray at a mosque, and was trying to teach my brother, who got bored and stopped showing up.
      (My family are Christians, so I have no idea why my sister was learning how to pray at a mosque)


      I was in an apartment watching a weird show. They were sending food to China via a row of baskets tied together attached to balloons. They were loaded with white packages. The first row was released too early and other two were still being filled up. As I decide to head out I noticed that I had finished a couple of beers, so decided not the head out and continue watching the show.
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      11/16/2006

      A group of men and me were taking weapons and ammunition from a van. I grabbed a rifle, nine millimeter pistol and ammunition. We went into a house to go hunt down a man which we suspected lived there. Inside it was gloomy with barely any light. It was also badly decorated with a thin layer of dust and cobwebs. As we entered the first room I noticed two peculiar things on either end of the fireplace mantel. There were two heads that seemed to belong to werewolves. I made a suggestion that we should go back and get some silver bullets. FadeÖ.

      My girlfriend and I went to the movies to see a story about a sixties or seventies rock band. As we sat in the theater waiting for the movie to start, two men walked on stage with instruments and started playing. I could only presume that they must have been two of the original band members due to their age and the reaction of the crowd. My girlfriend turned and asked me to dance with her, but before I could answer the music ended. I woke up.

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      11/19/2006 Werewolf

      My girlfriend, an older lady and I were heading down a trail in the woods. There was an old legend that tells of a door at the end of this trail that leads into a room. In this room is another door that if entered will mean your doom. By opening the first door, a werewolf will come to life and will start after the ďtrespassers.Ē Well, we had opened the first door and as we did and entered I could see what the werewolf, who had just appeared, could see. He was at the start of the trail at the top of the hill, and he was starting to descent toward as growling as he went.

      The room looked normal enough, nothing out of the ordinary or special about it. We didnít stay long though since we heard the approaching werewolf and decided to move through the second door. On the other side of the door we found ourselves on a round stage, where the seats rose like stairs in a half circle around the stage. Almost like a roman coliseum. On one of the steps was a rag doll. My girlfriend decided to pick it up for a closer look.

      Just then the werewolf burst through the door, starling her. In her surprise she dropped the doll which hit the stone floor with a thud. The werewolf seemed to have been affected by the doll hitting the ground, he yelped in pain. The older lady wasted no time and picked up the doll and smashed it into the stairs. The werewolf fell over with yet another yelp. So the old lady kept beating and smashing the doll, which kept hurting the werewolf. To me it seemed as if the werewolf was moving closer every time.

      The old lady pulled out a knife and aimed to stab the doll. She muttered something to the werewolf and then stabbed the doll. This time the werewolf didnít budge nor flinch. An evil sounding womanís voice came out of nowhere. She said something about a old dumb lady thinking she could kill a werewolf by playing with dolls. The werewolf killed her and turned its attention to me. My girlfriend was already long gone, having run off when she first saw the werewolf. I started to run, but realized there was no out running it, so climb the first tree I saw, but woke up before finding out my fate.

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