9.7.08

Tonight was a very odd dream.

The parts I remember are fragmented; first I was in a huge house what I think was supposed to be grandma and grandpa Atwell's house only on a huge scale.

I was on a couch with Shannon M. or Ruth S. I can't remember which but I think it was Shannon. We were holding hands and crying about something, I think about our lost loves or failures at it.

There was some point when we went to take our dog to the restroom, who could talk and sit and use the toilet apparently. Then some guy came in and started shitting really loudly and the sound went through the entire house.

We left the bathroom and went back to the couch, but on the way I went to the kitchen, which was a weird hallway like kitchen, long and narrow. There were stovetops but that was about it and I had my teapot going and some other things and had apparently forgotten to turn them off so they were burnt and blackened pots.

The walls were on fire and so was one of the hoods of the stove. I pulled the fire extinguisher down and started to try to put out the flames but it was small and the fires were spreading spontaneously all over the area. I heard someone upstairs pounding on the floor or a door, for help I assumed, but the stairwell leading up to the door was on fire and blocked. I had a sick feeling in my stomach that it was my grandma up in that room and there was nothing I could do so I ran to get all the other people out of the house.

I went back to the couch room area where there was no fire or smoke or any sign of panic at all and told them to get out of the house as it was on fire.

There was more to the dream, but I'm not able to recall the rest and some parts I think occurred after I had woken up and I just put them there so I won't write about those.

7.22.06

I didn’t recall this dream until much later in the day when I was walking down the road in Berlin and saw a spider’s web, which then prompted me to recall a certain portion of the dream which isn’t the full thing because two Spanish girls kept waking me up during the night at the Hostel. I remember in the dream there was a spiders web in a crevice which I thought was just a cobweb but then had the horrific realization that there was a spider inside (a medium sized black one) and there was an egg sack which was a bright orange (which is what I had noticed first) and the spiderlings inside were attempting to free themselves from the sac, you could see them pushing against the elastic egg sac. There was some reason I was cleaning the basement or walking around somewhere with another person when I was in this dream, but I only recall clearly the spider web which when I was walking down the street the recessed window on ground level was similar to how the one in my dream looked which is most likely why the dream struck me.

7.18.06

in Germany...

This night was a sex dream, probably cause on this trip I haven’t been able to masturbate for 8 days now, much longer than I am usually used to. From what I recall I am in this basement bar, I’m not sure if it’s a restaurant or just someone’s bar, but the bartender is really hot and keeps asking me to fuck him when we are cleaning up around the bar area. For some reason I tell him later on, cause people can come in and out of the establishment and I don’t want to get caught. I remember where we do have sex though is in a bathroom, one that is open and there are no people yet there seems to be the feeling that someone could walk by at any moment. Then the dream jumps to a large party and this open mansion, it is in the shape of a large rectangle with an open rectangular area in the middle for a grassy area/garden. There are people everywhere in this place, there is a huge buffet, sleeping areas and drinking all around. I know this larger guy, but he is pretending to be a girl. A bunch of us are helping him cut his hair, removing his female body suit, dressing him in male clothes, or maybe it was the other way around I can’t remember correctly. What I do remember is that as he/she progressed through this change I kept thinking to myself how he became less desirable and attractive. I think it was the same hot guy from the bar (who was a little hefty, but hot like the Thomas guy from the random party in Marburg).

7.17.06

(in germany)

On this night I had a few very interesting dreams, 3 altogether but I can only as usual remember bits and pieces of them. The first one was of a spaceship and it was black, kind of like a black wraith ship from Stargate Atlantis. We would use it to get to galaxies far away and sometimes I think parallel ones, but we used this spiral hole in space that resembled a spiral galaxy just not as big and totally black, and there was some important thing we had to take care of, save someone of some political importance, but I think we ended up dying when we popped out of this portal and tried to take on 3 ships, its choppy though.

These next series take place on a planet, location isn’t very clear but I think my house, but none I have ever been to. This part and (the 2nd) dream I think and the 3rd portion are about my father. I am poor in this town, looking around for work and I do odd jobs but I have a place to go back to every night that is my own. The streets are cobblestone and the houses are small kind of like a hobbit town or something. There are shady characters that I talk to, for information of some kind. The one part that sticks out a lot is when my family adopts a kid who is around my age or younger, and I find him crying, his tears are blood his face is bruised. I comfort him and ask him who did this to him and he says my dad did, his adopted father. So I set out to find my dad, I had given him or I am giving him a warning that if he does anything like this again that I will kill him. Somehow either he does something again, but he approaches me and attempts to take me out first, I remember having some kind of a Beebe gun and shooting him with it, my first shot hits him right in the forehead and penetrates his skull. He slowly falls to the ground but is still conscious and gets back up to fire at me with his gun in this room we are in. His shots are slow and I move out of their path and I run onto a landing and for some reason my sister is there on the chair playing on the computer ignorant as to what is occurring around her but still talking to me. I shoot my dad a few more times, twice in the skull again, the bullets make small red holes that don’t have any blood flow, yet they go all the way through and I’m sure he should be dead. Something hits my arm, I got shot in the shoulder by my dad’s gun just as I am about to shoot him again and because of this I end up hitting my sister in the side of the skull. I was horrified but she seems to be ok, even though I’m still wondering why no one is dead. I tell my sister to get to the hospital; I think my dad is dead because the dream leaves him out after this. The next portion is traveling through the streets to get to the hospital for my sister but there is some war going on where ice is everywhere around the buildings, there are numerous military guards with guns, I get an ominous impression of a political oppression being reveled against, yet this dream feels like my first one with the space ship; they seem to be a circular series of dreams. The color red played an important role in this dream as well, especially during the killing of my father, red stood out in the eyes and face of the boy who was crying and beaten, in the gunshot wounds and even in the spaceship part although I don’t remember when just that it was there.

7.15.06

(while in Germany)

This dream was much longer than I can actually recall but there are some key points that I remember from the dream. Firstly it started off with me liking this extremely hot guy with blond hair and we get to know each other somehow and end up having awesome sex. I don’t know if this part is after or before some of the others but next I find myself driving a truck through this Home Depot style place with a ton of wood in the back, and I want to kill the previously mentioned guy for some reason. It seems like someone is in trouble but I don’t know who. I zigzag up and down these isles of wood stuff dodging things that are in the isle way. I dodge them all and make it to the guy standing there but I don’t hit him for some reason, I get out of the car and start yelling at him and he smiles, he’s with some chick. I find out that he is the devil, but I’m not that upset about that it’s about something else. The devil guy still is hot I want him bad, but at the moment I want to kill him I have things in my hands to do so, but when he informs me that he is the devil obviously wasn’t able to be vanquished with whatever I was holding in my hand. I don’t know what came of this encounter but the next portion I was lying next to some female friends and they were telling me about all these girls the devil was sleeping with, there were towels where all these girls were laying outside sunning, and they were all the same light blue color. She said that these were all his girls, and I said fuck that I’m not going to be one of his sluts. So he was walking around with some important people and I went over to talk with him and say that I wanted nothing to do with him again, he listened to me. I gave him the whole “evil always turns in upon itself” and I wouldn’t be a part of his scheme any longer, I wasn’t a skank for him to use, unimportant just another one of his bimbos. He took me into his arms and kissed me deep and long telling me he loved me, but I didn’t believe him although I gave into the kiss for I wanted to believe him, cause he was one hot fucker. Then the scene switches and I’m in a room with a black man dressed in an Indian garb. He’s giving me a baby, I’m with another person but I don’t know who it is. This may or may not be the same devil character, but he’s black now and wasn’t before, but makes a reference to an earlier part of my dream. He summons me a baby, it’s a black baby but the devil says that he has all my characteristics but that he had to give him something of his (his skin color), and then says don’t worry about your dad’s traits he’s good in bed (saying I was good in bed earlier when we had sex in the previous part of the dream). That is all I remember about this particular dream.

5.1.06

This night composed of two dreams of which order I do not recall.

1. This dream took place in two areas the first I am unsure of. One area consisted of an island ruins in a forest that I was exploring with some friends and my brother (upon entering the ruins it was in a forest, when leaving I was on an island of ruins but still in relatively the same geographic area). They were worn down marble ruins in the midst of a desert. There were columns and as I walked inside it was covered overhead, there was rubble and vines all over the place. There were stairs leading down to a bare wall, the staircase was very thin, only allowing one person to go down or a series of people single file, but it led to a dead end so there was no use going down. While exploring Peter (the guy from my History of the New Testament class over the summer) came up from the stairwell and greeted us, I seemed to know that he had been with us and asked him where he had gone. He said that there was a secret entrance he had found and had been exploring the ruins for some time and that there were various puzzles and riddles leading him around. So my brother and I took it upon ourselves to go exploring, when lead down the stairwell I saw a square recession of what I think was a face, Peter had us press it and the secret door opened up. I don’t remember going in the next phase of the dream shifted to a space that was composed of a ton of thin retractable doors that lined up right next to each other that created a solid space. Each of these thin pieces of wood had writing and symbols on them, each of varying colors. Reaching my arm out I would push and hold and the doors would slide open, parting from the middle into two halves, the left half opening left and the right half opening right (when I say “open” I mean that they slid to the left/right) to reveal another “door”. I kept my arm outstretched moving quickly, I remember panicking, as my brother was behind me and the doors were shutting behind us, so it seemed that they would kill us if we did not move quickly. My arm outstretched I kept force on the wall in front of me, dozens of doors opened and then closed behind my brother and we panicked to get out of here. I would keep force on the wall in front of me until they would no longer slide open, then I would read the door in front of me which would lead us to one of the four walls surrounding us. The door in front of my face had an inscription on it and I was trying to solve whatever riddle was on it, quickly as the doors were pressing on behind us. I made a decision (I don’t think I made the right one) to take a left, it had some cat or fish on the door I put force on and ran through keeping my hand outstretched. We finally made it to an opening to the outside and I stepped aside quickly to let my brother through. There was a surround porch of thick grey stone which surrounded this structure, and beyond that there was a pond of water, which this structure was in the middle of. From the stone deck to the edge of land was around 50 feet or more. Within the water, in the middle of the land and the edge of this “porch” ledge of stone were squares that were made up of squares that floated. There was one right in front of us in the water and another to my left off in the distance. The structure I was standing on was much like the Japanese structures that have the layered rooftops that are like ziggurats shooting up to the sky, but I was on the lowest level. My brother didn’t wait; he jumped into the pond and swam back to dry land. We were still in the forest, but the scene had changed, far to the left there was a hill, which lead up to the ruins, which we had left before. The pond was within the forest, in front of me there were trees but the hill was a clearing back up to where everyone else was. It was very beautiful…so green, just like a place I would want to live. But I was relieved to be out of that damnable maze…I never was good as riddles/puzzles I reminded myself as I laughed, and the dream ended.

2. One area this dream is contained in and that is some mall. I’m with my mother and brother and perhaps other people but I’m not able to tell or unaware. I have a t-shirt on with my navy blue Haynes boxer-brief underwear, it seems we are going store to store during closing time at the mall looking for swimming trunks. Every place is out of them it looks like, we go into some store that is open on the ground level near the entrance after what I feel like I’ve been walking around for some time. We had just asked a kiosk but they were closing up for the night and were not making any sales, so we walked over to this general clothing store. We ask if there are any swim trunks after looking around for a while I believe, and the sales clerk at the register points us in the direction of some boxes of clothes over on the other side of the wall. There are racks of clothes with people looking around, seemingly unaware that I’m in a t-shirt and underwear, I’m not sure what my brother and mother are wearing but I’m sure its not the same outfit that I’m in. We walk over to where the girl pointed us to go, and there are these thick plastic translucent things, which at first resemble shorts. I think to myself how odd it is that you can partially see through them since you could probably see your dick and such, since you don’t usually wear underwear under your swim trunks. But then I notice that these aren’t shorts they’re some kind of water-shoe thing that folds up and resembles a pair of shorts. I think to myself “wtf” how do a pair of shoes resemble a pair of shorts, but whatever it didn’t make much sense to begin with. So then we go back to the counter and ask the girl where the swim trunks are cause she obviously is a dumb bitch, but she tells us they are out of them and so for whatever reason the dream ends and I wake up in a semi-state of panic. It was a nightmare dream, why I don’t know, but I wasn’t able to fall back asleep for a while, even though I was laughing at such a silly excuse for a nightmare.

9.4.08 Mexicant

Tonight is a bit fragmented because as soon as I woke up I went to go see if Nick had msg'd me, promptly took a shower and was a little late for my 12-8am.

This part was later in the dream, there was much more in a parking garage with some latino kid, a younger one I think. I'm not sure what we were doing, it may have been linked to the reoccurring dream I have about living in the other country in a ghetto apartment.

Professor Rajaei was there as some sort of host of a party at a dive restaurant/bar. We were drinking and he gave us some liquid drug which was golden in color and sank to the bottom of the clear plastic cup (we called it something with an "M" like methamphetamine). Everyone else started drinking it, but I declined and instead went outside to do something.

Then I transition to Professor Rajaei passed out from the drugs and some other kid and myself were going to carry him to the hospital. There was a bus like in Sydney where we were taking him to in order to get to the hospital.

I had remembered more earlier but since I'm at work and had stuff to do I forgot it.