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Wednesday, December 26, 2001
I dreamt of a cat attacking me. The more I fought and pushed the cat off me, the quicker he'd pounce back on me wanting to cause me harm. The cat bit me on my behind :( ! I pleaded with a woman (don't know who she was) to help me from the cat's attack. She said that as long as I walked beside her, the cat would not harm me. When I began to walk beside her, the cat did not attack me. He looked at me with the want to attack me as I walked beside this woman. I woke up very afraid. I'd appreciate any input you can give me. Thanks!
Last night, i dreamt a was walking on a road with no end to it. One side is a forest i was looking down on, next to me is man wearing a black suit and had a hat which covered his face. I was scaried from the dark forest and stranger, but i kept walking still. A bunch of wolves appeared to be running toward me, but in second of fear they attacked the stranger on my side right before i could run. There was one white wolf that looked straight at me as i stood there while the wolves where tearing up the man suit. I ran till i crossed a white line and fell. When i turned back the white wolf and his flock behind the line forcing to cross the line but couln't. Monday, December 24, 2001
The fact that blogback is gone means that i have to install dotcomments for there to be conversation on here, so I'll do so after the xmas fever dies down. Friday, December 21, 2001
Last night, I dreamt that I was severely beaten by a group of 15 year old boys. They had large sticks and they used their fists to beat me bloody. I had wandered into their neighborhood-- I was a teacher coming over on a Saturday afternoon to tutor them. No one had answered the door when I knocked but once I came in I was immediately attacked.
Last night, I dreamt that I was severely beaten by a group of 15 year old boys. They had large sticks and they used their fists to beat me bloody. I had wandered into their neighborhood-- I was a teacher coming over on a Saturday afternoon to tutor them. No one had answered the door when I knocked but once I came in I was immediately attacked.
Last night, I dreamt that I was severely beaten by a group of 15 year old boys. They had large sticks and they used their fists to beat me bloody. I had wandered into their neighborhood-- I was a teacher coming over on a Saturday afternoon to tutor them. No one had answered the door when I knocked but once I came in I was immediately attacked.
Last night, I dreamt that I was severely beaten by a group of 15 year old boys. They had large sticks and they used their fists to beat me bloody. I had wandered into their neighborhood-- I was a teacher coming over on a Saturday afternoon to tutor them. No one had answered the door when I knocked but once I came in I was immediately attacked. Tuesday, December 18, 2001
well you see one thing. I was dreaming that I was in my best friends arms and we were kissing pasionatly. Then we took each others hands and flew into the land of love. than we met some guys like us and we made love.Monday, December 17, 2001
The unfair moments pass you by without absolute chaos making you cry. I don't feel relief, I want this feeling out, My destiny is still not complete maybe this is not the way out. This phase is for ordinary people an it's not me. I believe in a phenomenon experince but for now, How long we really have in the first place? It's not physical an it's not settle, The feelings do exist. "So please don't ask me to explain this unfamiliar mess, Cos it only causes stress... Don't Panic!!! Sunday, December 16, 2001
I had this dream this morning about a co-worker that I have never thought about outside of work. In my dream we are at work, and I am helping him with something so we are sitting close together. (In waking life we are joking around at work a lot) In my dream he starts to tickle me, and like you see it on the movies when the laughter dies down, we kiss. Then I woke up. As I have said I don't think about this person in a sexual way at all. So what does this mean? Tuesday, December 11, 2001
A concert - in the street ? - I'm there as a young girl with short hair, I'm wearing a green dress. My parents are there. I'm walking along the street, along the footpath skipping in my green dress in the sunlight. I leave my parents and join J, C and R. They're talking about somthing, K ? - I feel left out, so I fall behind, then catch up. We're walking along a pier/jetty. There are very long lengths of necklaces in the water. C says "I don't believe in fake * necklaces do you ?", I say "yes, because they're so heavy". C says "of course, because of your neck". I start talking about my neck treatments and how my physio wants to do a breast reduction when the end of the jetty starts breaking up into neat floating carpeted sections. I'm worried about floating away, about falling in the water and getting my dress wet. R, C and J grab my arm and I climb from one section to another, and again, until I'm on a main section. But it's moving or breaking up so I run back down the jetty to a "junction". There are all these old books and 80s clothing and I think "that's right, I meant to go opshopping with C and R". None of the books or clothing is what I want. Then the jetty platform is floating miles away from the main jetty and it's a boat. A woman radios to confirm how far away we are from the main jetty and from land. She says something that lets me know all the people under 20 years of age on this boat died on the 20th August - we're all dead/ghosts. I throttle her and push her out the window. Another attendant I turn into a red squidh and throw her out the window. S is on the bus/train - I tell him "We're all dead - we've all died !". He doesn't believe me. For some reason, I'm naked, holding my dress above me. I say, "Look, I haven't taken any psychoactive drugs and I'm not tired - well I'm tired but I'm not that tired - I overheard an attendant saying it." I try to get everyone to revolt, and the kids yell and scream a lot. S doesn't react and then I realise he's not under 20, he's 30. Then I realise that I'm 25, so am I dead ? Then I look at S's papers/passport. There's blue-mauve stamp - so he is dead - and a picture of a galaxy. He's going to a planet somewhere. The picture revolves and comes alive. I think "I could never get somewhere like that" - I worry that my revolt may have damaged my chances. A flechette needler - deson't harm ghosts - I fire it from above and it passes through five levels without hurting anyone, proving that we're all ghosts. I start trying to take over the ship's crew - hostages. ...A comic book I read it there are two stories both about the dead it makes me cry twice I think about copying it for S but the original is hard to read in places as it is... I'm going back against my will to my "family" at a large family dinner. My sister is there she's twenty now. (In waking life, I am an only child). She's been frozen for fifty years. She doesn't know that she thinks that it's been 3 years. When I tell her she gets very upset and says "I'm 70 !" I run away and catch a train. My sister comes to the platform. There's a flashback from the past, comic book style - her handing me tickets - when we were both young. I can't see what's really haooening in the here and now. I hope she's alright. Monday, December 10, 2001
I've been dreaming having a recurring dream about a mountain; its cold,dark and rugged outline illuminated by a full moon. It reminded me of the mysterious Himalayas,where the endless cold wind blow. I could vividly recall the local herders watching over their herds with wary eyes and weather beaten faces; as if they are waiting for something. Another recurring dream I had was something about a metallic disc with an unusual desiign on its wall,a kind of spiral thing and illuminated by a blue light. I wish someone out there could at least shed some light about these dreams I had because they bothered me so much. Saturday, December 08, 2001
I had this worrying dream last night that all my teeth fell out, I was spitting them into my hand and they were a mass of blood and flesh. What could this mean? Does anyone else have the ability to return to a dream after you have been woken? I can. Friday, December 07, 2001
I been having the same dream for the last couple of years. I'm at work or school( been out for two year)and i don't know were my locker is. I'm rushing around trying to find it and i never do. Does anyone know what it means. Tuesday, December 04, 2001
One night I had this wired dream: I was helping my mam bring in the washing, because there had being a report of also Panther. While I was helping my mam I looked down the end of the lane. I sore a shadow of something so I shut the gate,and from the corner of my eye I sore the Panther as it lifted its head. So I shouted at my mam "it's comeing, its comeing, The Panther is comeing? As the Panther started to walk faster down towards my house. We all started running for the back door, my mam and my sisters where in the house, as I ran for the door the Panther jumped over the gate, I ran as fast as I could to get into the house I got into the house and shut the door the Panther jumped up at the door?...Then I woke up. My night mare was over I tried to get back to sleep but all I could remember was the Panther jumping up at the door.
One night I had this wired dream: I was helping my mam bring in the washing, because there had being a report of also Panther. While I was helping my mam I looked down the end of the lane. I sore a shadow of something so I shut the gate,and from the corner of my eye I sore the Panther as it lifted its head. So I shouted at my mam "it's comeing, its comeing, The Panther is comeing? As the Panther started to walk faster down towards my house. We all started running for the back door, my mam and my sisters where in the house, as I ran for the door the Panther jumped over the gate, I ran as fast as I could to get into the house I got into the house and shut the door the Panther jumped up at the door?...Then I woke up. My night mare was over I tried to get back to sleep but all I could remember was the Panther jumping up at the door. Monday, December 03, 2001
i went to westerly with my boyfriend corey and we climbed on top of this roof where i guess all these kids hung out and shit but there was noone there so me and corey just hung out. it had one part where u could walk and see all these other houses *this roof was on a abandoned house i guess* and right as me and corey were going to leave, all his friends show up. theres like probably 30 or 40 kids and corey and all them start getting drunk so i just kind of wander off on my own. then this gurl rikki comes up to me and tells me how much guys suck. it was like 11:30 and i had to be home by 1 so i tell her i will be right back and i go to find corey to tell him we have to leave soon unless i am just gonna spend the night. so i walk around a corner and i see his arms around some other chicks waist and shit so i go back to rikki and tell her that guys do suck. then corey comes over and i start cry. he keeps asking whats wrong and then it ask him if he knows how much it hurts me to see his arms wrapped aound some other chick. then he starts apologizing and saying how fucked up he was and he didnt mean it. well rikki tells me she has to find her boyfriend so they can go home and get some sleep. she writes her phone number on my hand and tells me to call her when i get home. as we all get ready to leave like half the kids there turn into vampires. we run like hell to coreys house. i guess he lived in this really creepy old house *looks like the one from texas chainsaw massacre* and his dad opens the door. he is covered in blood and has a shot gun pointed at the 4 of us *me corey rikki and her boyfriend* so we run around the porch into this crawl space and his dad starts poking around with the shot gun. we end up sneaking into the garage and corey steals his dads car. so the 4 of us drive all the way to my house and it turns out i end up being kiked out of my house. So me and corey have no where to live so rikki and her boyfriend let us come live with them. Sunday, December 02, 2001
Just saw the movie "Memento" and it was very good. It brings up how far will we go to manipulate our reality so that we have a reason to carry on from day to day (approximately what someone on the rotten tomatoes forum said). How do we manipulate our dreams to give us a reason to do things? to give us a reason to live?
I'm sailing on a ship on the ocean, but it starts sinking. I turn the ship into a brromstick and fly away with the crew (who have become one or two people) sitting behind me. But I forget one person, S. I go looking for him, and find him in a dingy gay bar or a brothel. He looks really sad and and his right foot is missing. I carry him back to the main group in my arms very tenderly, but I'm wearing his best friends face/body. His best friend meets us, and S looks at me, and I'm wearing my own face. S looks very upset and angry and I say "but look at the gifts which I can give you - telekinisis, telepathy, and the ability to swap bodies". But S is still angry/upset so I leave the group of shripwreck survivors and go for a walk in the suburbs alone. Saturday, December 01, 2001
I had a dream last night where This Mystery Guy? held up a slab of meat that looked pretty much like a rump-roast in my face. It was quite a lovely cut of meat, but it was shot through with these deep purple threads ("...Smoooo---oke on the water, fi-re in the sky..."), which weren't really alarming at all, but weren't completely nice. Sez he to me : "This is your liver. It's not well," or something along those lines. Well, in the dream, I examined this hunk of meat closely, and realized that it was indeed a rump roast rather than some fucking hippy-dream-representation of my 'inner health', and proceeded to kick his ass. My Liver is a big, misshapen bubbly fat-encrusted abomination that keeps functioning through sheer power of will, not a rump-roast with polite little black threads of icky-ness running through it. I reckon that dream was actually about the fact that I can't buy a decent freakin' steak in this country. |
