I am not sure when one dream ends and the next begins to be honest, so yeah...this might be hard to follow. It might also be gruesome to some...
I remember I was in an office building or something. Someone who I was related to was living in the officer building (where there were therapists and such) but didn't tell anyone he was living there. He also was seeing a therapist. Some other guy was showing me around and telling me to not snoop.
Somehow my legs were messed up. I don't remember but I think I had fallen. I had deep wounds but didn't go to the doctor about them. They kept bleeding. Globs came out of one of the wounds. My mom sewed my toe up (stitches) and told me I should have gone to the doctor and now it is my fault. Every time I would move more than a little the wounds would start bleeding again. One of the globs that came out of one of the wounds had a large blue striped stone in it.
I was a girl/woman (not myself) who was trying to piece things together about my childhood. I knew something happened because I wrote about it and found it, but I had no idea what it was. I kept having bad dreams. I was a little girl and had one, these 2 women laid down in bed with me. One of them went further.
The rest are very scattered pieces...
- a shower that had a mix of blood and urine, I was with friends (not sure it was me though) and they turned the shower on to wash things away from the shower.
- a woman was attacked
- I was with a group of rather wealthy people, we went to one bar where "everyone" went to, felt uncomfortable, something happened, ended up going to another bar that felt better.
- Something with 2 gay women. They were a couple. One of them was naked and showing me how much thinner she was than me.
Yeah....I know I am nuts.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
March 24, 2009
Last night/this morning I had 2 dreams that I remember...one being much shorter than the other.
Dream 1
School? College. We were going to perform. It was a big deal. The president?? Something made me leave. I don’t remember what. Everyone was very angry that I left and disappeared for a little while and said I ruined it. When I got back they were taking pictures for a calendar. Karate positions? Candice was my friend apparently (I had looked at pictures of her on Facebook before I went to bed.) I missed the shooting. Zoom to me and Candice at the Mall. We were looking at calendars. There was one that features pictures from our college and we thought maybe it was ours (somehow I was going to be in it.) We both bought one. We passed a card shop and one of the security people from the performance stopped us. He wanted to talk about the performance and I sort of snapped at him saying I have heard from so many people that it is my fault and that I am sorry. He said not to worry, that the President had a meeting anyway so it wasn’t going to happen and that everyone who was there knew that. I said that I was being beaten up for disappearing, that no one told me that it was cancelled anyway. Candice and I were going to be late. We decided to go ahead and look at the calendar so we stood in a restaurant area (we were in the way) and opened it up and looked at the pictures. It was a different calendar, one showing pictures of the campus. The pictures weren’t really that great. It made us worry about how our calendar was going to look.
Dream2
I was just falling asleep and I could hear my Mom come in my apartment. She was trying to come over to me quietly but she kept stepping on the things in the floor on the way. I was trying to wake up to see what she wanted, I was moving in slow motion, unable to really move.
Dream 1
School? College. We were going to perform. It was a big deal. The president?? Something made me leave. I don’t remember what. Everyone was very angry that I left and disappeared for a little while and said I ruined it. When I got back they were taking pictures for a calendar. Karate positions? Candice was my friend apparently (I had looked at pictures of her on Facebook before I went to bed.) I missed the shooting. Zoom to me and Candice at the Mall. We were looking at calendars. There was one that features pictures from our college and we thought maybe it was ours (somehow I was going to be in it.) We both bought one. We passed a card shop and one of the security people from the performance stopped us. He wanted to talk about the performance and I sort of snapped at him saying I have heard from so many people that it is my fault and that I am sorry. He said not to worry, that the President had a meeting anyway so it wasn’t going to happen and that everyone who was there knew that. I said that I was being beaten up for disappearing, that no one told me that it was cancelled anyway. Candice and I were going to be late. We decided to go ahead and look at the calendar so we stood in a restaurant area (we were in the way) and opened it up and looked at the pictures. It was a different calendar, one showing pictures of the campus. The pictures weren’t really that great. It made us worry about how our calendar was going to look.
Dream2
I was just falling asleep and I could hear my Mom come in my apartment. She was trying to come over to me quietly but she kept stepping on the things in the floor on the way. I was trying to wake up to see what she wanted, I was moving in slow motion, unable to really move.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
3/17/20009
It's been a while. I have had some dreams but most of them are pretty self-explanatory so I don't post them. Others I forget to write down and then *poof* they are gone.
I had 3 dreams last night...not sure of the order.
Dream 1
Me and a friend were watching a special on TV about this guy who broke his pinky toes on both feet on purpose. He mainly sat but he would get up and walk around to see various people who had traveled to see him. He had some sort of religious aspect to his reasons of breaking his toes but I cannot remember...and to be honest, at one point it looked more like his toes were cut off and then sewn back on but I think primarily they were "broken" on purpose...
Anyway...I went to see him in whatever country he was in (Middle Eastern?) and I ended up deciding to have mine done as well. It ended up making my feet look extremely odd...and it was more like I had 6 toes with 2 broken and 4 that were spread out. I remember trying to walk, it did hurt, my toes hurt but at the same time they were numb. I was trying to show people that I could still hold my balance but I would kind of lose it at one point and I blamed it on my breasts making my weight uneven, ha ha.
Now I have to add that I am pretty sure I had this dream because I do have some sort of issue with my pinky toes...they are sort of numb and I don't know why...so apparently that was bothering me, ha ha.
Dream 2
A friend (that I am not really that close to) and I were staying at some weird old house. There was apparently rumors that it was haunted and the home owners and my friend believed that it was but I figured that while some places are truly haunted, the happenings at this place were just circumstancial and were not a "ghost" at all.
Dream 3
I just remembered this dream! Yay!
At one point it was kids sitting at a cafeteria table with lunch trays...some of the kids at this one table (the boys) were trying to see who could make the loudest noise by slamming their trays down on the table. One kid said that he could easily win...and for some odd reason everyone knew it was true...that this kid had some sort of ability or something. Anyway, he slams his tray down and it makes the loudest sound imaginable. The dream flashes to me and some weird house...the boom caused by the tray has let loose spiders and bugs...they are seeping out of a closet crawling towards me. I am not afraid of bugs or anything (except for wasps and hornets) but in the dream I apparently know that these will cause major damage. I start stepping on the spiders and bugs, trying to stop them. A guy is in the house with me and he is armed with a gun, he too is trying to stop the insects. At one point a LARGE stink bug is on the recliner. I warn him that it is a stink bug and that by hitting it he is going to cause a horrendous odor, but he hits it anyway and a repulsive smell emits.
That is all I remember folks...
I had 3 dreams last night...not sure of the order.
Dream 1
Me and a friend were watching a special on TV about this guy who broke his pinky toes on both feet on purpose. He mainly sat but he would get up and walk around to see various people who had traveled to see him. He had some sort of religious aspect to his reasons of breaking his toes but I cannot remember...and to be honest, at one point it looked more like his toes were cut off and then sewn back on but I think primarily they were "broken" on purpose...
Anyway...I went to see him in whatever country he was in (Middle Eastern?) and I ended up deciding to have mine done as well. It ended up making my feet look extremely odd...and it was more like I had 6 toes with 2 broken and 4 that were spread out. I remember trying to walk, it did hurt, my toes hurt but at the same time they were numb. I was trying to show people that I could still hold my balance but I would kind of lose it at one point and I blamed it on my breasts making my weight uneven, ha ha.
Now I have to add that I am pretty sure I had this dream because I do have some sort of issue with my pinky toes...they are sort of numb and I don't know why...so apparently that was bothering me, ha ha.
Dream 2
A friend (that I am not really that close to) and I were staying at some weird old house. There was apparently rumors that it was haunted and the home owners and my friend believed that it was but I figured that while some places are truly haunted, the happenings at this place were just circumstancial and were not a "ghost" at all.
Dream 3
I just remembered this dream! Yay!
At one point it was kids sitting at a cafeteria table with lunch trays...some of the kids at this one table (the boys) were trying to see who could make the loudest noise by slamming their trays down on the table. One kid said that he could easily win...and for some odd reason everyone knew it was true...that this kid had some sort of ability or something. Anyway, he slams his tray down and it makes the loudest sound imaginable. The dream flashes to me and some weird house...the boom caused by the tray has let loose spiders and bugs...they are seeping out of a closet crawling towards me. I am not afraid of bugs or anything (except for wasps and hornets) but in the dream I apparently know that these will cause major damage. I start stepping on the spiders and bugs, trying to stop them. A guy is in the house with me and he is armed with a gun, he too is trying to stop the insects. At one point a LARGE stink bug is on the recliner. I warn him that it is a stink bug and that by hitting it he is going to cause a horrendous odor, but he hits it anyway and a repulsive smell emits.
That is all I remember folks...
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
February 24th, 2009
I am afraid this newest entry won't be as detailed or strange as the others have been. But hey, at least it is an update. For a few days I either had such bizarre dreams that I couldn't even begin to write about them or my sleep was so disrupted that I couldn't remember them at all if I had any.
Anyway, to the point at hand...
Last night I had a dream that was work-related.
I remember being in a classroom-like setting with "co-workers." I put that in quotes because my ex-boyfriend from Middle School was sitting in front of me! I haven't seen or heard from him since 8th grade (thankfully.) Anyway, the other people in the classroom I didn't really see, other than the "teacher" who was my supervisor.
I was trying to prove that I knew my job and that I was doing it correctly. I was spouting off this number that means something to my job but I am not going to bore you with all of that. Anyway, my supervisor kept insisting I was getting it wrong, and I kept insisting I was right, my ex-boyfriend looking back at me laughing. Then to my horror I realized I WAS wrong, I had inverted 2 of the numbers! I admitted my mistake, and was so terribly embarrassed. The "class" was laughing at me and I woke up.
I know, not quite as interesting as the others I have posted but oh well, I dream what I dream, ha ha.
Anyway, to the point at hand...
Last night I had a dream that was work-related.
I remember being in a classroom-like setting with "co-workers." I put that in quotes because my ex-boyfriend from Middle School was sitting in front of me! I haven't seen or heard from him since 8th grade (thankfully.) Anyway, the other people in the classroom I didn't really see, other than the "teacher" who was my supervisor.
I was trying to prove that I knew my job and that I was doing it correctly. I was spouting off this number that means something to my job but I am not going to bore you with all of that. Anyway, my supervisor kept insisting I was getting it wrong, and I kept insisting I was right, my ex-boyfriend looking back at me laughing. Then to my horror I realized I WAS wrong, I had inverted 2 of the numbers! I admitted my mistake, and was so terribly embarrassed. The "class" was laughing at me and I woke up.
I know, not quite as interesting as the others I have posted but oh well, I dream what I dream, ha ha.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Hmm
Well, I had plenty of dreams that I could write about, but I am not going to do that. You might be wondering why and there are a few a reasons. One being that the TV made a difference in what I dreamed, another being the dreams were so bizarre and I know it isn't my subconscious telling me things or of it is, it is telling me that I am on crack, ha ha. But seriously, I slept too much, had the TV on, had crazy dreams, and now have a massive headache. So yeah, no updates today.
Friday, February 20, 2009
2/20/2009 Dreams
Not sure exactly how many dreams this actually was...2? 3? Also, I am not positive of the timing...at any rate, here goes...
In one, I was in front of the TV, watching something about paint being used on people’s skin that glows, I looked down and my legs mid-calves down were “painted” it was really pretty colors and such and glowed. I thought that I didn’t want it anymore, or maybe just wanted different colors so I peeled off the “paint”. While doing so, I noticed skin that looked loose…..kind of like a claw mark that was needing to be peeled. (In the shape on an actual nail.) I peeled one, finding a toenail underneath. There were 5 more found on that leg as well. I went to get my Mom. She was angry about my peeling off the “paint” telling me that decisions are permanent. (Not sure if she thought it was a tattoo or not.) I showed her the toes that were appearing on my calf after peeling the skin…
I was laying in bed…sensing that something big was happening. I could hear many people outside my room. I heard the door open. People came in (some of my Ohio relatives, an old priest, my Mom, etc.) I said, “What happened? I know it has to do with Grandma so what happened?” Apparently I had known that my Grandma (this is not the Grandma I am close to in real life) had disappeared. She had gone to Florida and disappeared. No one knew if she was ok or had been hurt, killed, or sold into slavery. She is an 82 year old woman who recently lost her husband. Anyway, they told me they didn’t want me to worry until they had some answers. They said that she was back, she wasn’t responding to them. It was like she was “turned off.” They wanted to see if I could get her back to herself. The house I was in was a modification of my grandma’s…her old house. Things were similar but also more modern. Anyway, I went into the living room and say her sitting on the couch. She recognized me right away and was happy to see me. She started talking to me. I asked where she had gone. She started telling me about what happened when she ran away to Florida. Apparently she used the name Leslie while there. In the dream we shared a close bond. I had known she would be back and would be ok. (Sister and Dad weren’t there.)
Either another dream or a connection to one of the others. In a bar. Eating dinner/drinking with large amount of family…only people I recognize was my parents for sure. There was some clear alcohol and some raspberry flavored alcohol. I wanted the raspberry but it was empty (kind of a tap-like thing.) Instead I decided to sip from some of my parents’ clear drink even though I knew I wouldn’t like it…
In one, I was in front of the TV, watching something about paint being used on people’s skin that glows, I looked down and my legs mid-calves down were “painted” it was really pretty colors and such and glowed. I thought that I didn’t want it anymore, or maybe just wanted different colors so I peeled off the “paint”. While doing so, I noticed skin that looked loose…..kind of like a claw mark that was needing to be peeled. (In the shape on an actual nail.) I peeled one, finding a toenail underneath. There were 5 more found on that leg as well. I went to get my Mom. She was angry about my peeling off the “paint” telling me that decisions are permanent. (Not sure if she thought it was a tattoo or not.) I showed her the toes that were appearing on my calf after peeling the skin…
I was laying in bed…sensing that something big was happening. I could hear many people outside my room. I heard the door open. People came in (some of my Ohio relatives, an old priest, my Mom, etc.) I said, “What happened? I know it has to do with Grandma so what happened?” Apparently I had known that my Grandma (this is not the Grandma I am close to in real life) had disappeared. She had gone to Florida and disappeared. No one knew if she was ok or had been hurt, killed, or sold into slavery. She is an 82 year old woman who recently lost her husband. Anyway, they told me they didn’t want me to worry until they had some answers. They said that she was back, she wasn’t responding to them. It was like she was “turned off.” They wanted to see if I could get her back to herself. The house I was in was a modification of my grandma’s…her old house. Things were similar but also more modern. Anyway, I went into the living room and say her sitting on the couch. She recognized me right away and was happy to see me. She started talking to me. I asked where she had gone. She started telling me about what happened when she ran away to Florida. Apparently she used the name Leslie while there. In the dream we shared a close bond. I had known she would be back and would be ok. (Sister and Dad weren’t there.)
Either another dream or a connection to one of the others. In a bar. Eating dinner/drinking with large amount of family…only people I recognize was my parents for sure. There was some clear alcohol and some raspberry flavored alcohol. I wanted the raspberry but it was empty (kind of a tap-like thing.) Instead I decided to sip from some of my parents’ clear drink even though I knew I wouldn’t like it…
Backtracking with Dreams (Dreams from 2/16/2009)
I know, strange dreams seem a bit normal for me, ha ha.
Anyway...
Dream 1
Last night/this morning I dreamed about an Uncle who had killed people in the past. It was so bizarre because it was apparently racial/ethnic related. Apparently he killed 3 people (2 were young children...babies? twins? I can't remember for sure.)
Anyway, I stumbled across this information in the dream as his murder weapon (an old gun...not a gun person so I am not much help there...large...in a case...in pieces...needed to be put together...brown?) showed up and needed to be taken care of. It was being given to a woman closely tied in with him. People were still afraid of him in the dream yet it had become a family secret. The family (I don't know who some of them were) seemed to be acting like nothing was wrong yet at the same time knew that there could be an issue if the Uncle had found the gun.
As I was diving into the History of what happened with the murders (I don't remember too much but I know Russia was mentioned, as in he was involved with them in committing the murders) I noticed that he seemed to be acting strangely...cold...distant. He left the house (by the way, this is my parents' house again) and I discovered that his gun had been left out. I took it to the blonde woman who was tied in with him. It had looked like it had been messed with since the last time I had seen it and I wondered if he had found it and was triggered by it.
Unfortunately that is all I remember...
I know...weird, insane...
I realize this might just be one that doesn't mean anything.
Dream 2
This dream was during a nap. It was very elaborate and LONG. Whenever I woke up from it, and fell back asleep I would be right there again. Some of the details might be fuzzy since I am just writing about this one for the first time today.
There was some elaborate plot afoot to assassinate someone. In the dream I was some girl, long hair, light brown/blondish. At any rate, me and a few other kids had stumbled on this plot to assassinate someone of great importance. The problem was, people knew we knew. I remember being in a building and having people (adults, officers, maybe agents) trying to protect us. We were trying to stop further murders from happening. At one point we seemed to be trapped in a building...there wasn't a way for me to leave, but the people who were there to protect us/me were also there. They were on the first floor. One was supposed to be obvious, the other undercover. I was in an elevator for most of, one guy somehow got to me, I remember him attacking me, and me stabbing him in the eye with a pencil. I remember having a hard time being able to do that.
At one point former President Bill Clinton was there. He looked younger...not sure when this was all supposed to be taking place...the 70s??
The agent undercover was talking with him...apparently Clinton was part of the assissination plot, or at least knew details others didn't.
Later it was time for me to leave in otder to gain further information. I was following some high society woman. She had an agenda for sure. She had information from who her husband was but was more in charge of the plot than he was. She was trying to get away with things and felt that nothing could hurt her. Outside of the building, she knew I was following her. A threat was made by her and she felt untouchable. The details aren't there (can't remember) but she ended up seeing someone she cared a great deal about being shot. (Another high society woman.)
The dream jumps to me trying to make my way to her place early in the morning. I am following but no one sees. I end up making it to her place and am hiding in a closet. Her husband is telling her that maybe she has gone too far and should just stop with her plan. She refuses.
That is all I remember....
I know, *sigh* Insanity...ha ha.
Anyway...
Dream 1
Last night/this morning I dreamed about an Uncle who had killed people in the past. It was so bizarre because it was apparently racial/ethnic related. Apparently he killed 3 people (2 were young children...babies? twins? I can't remember for sure.)
Anyway, I stumbled across this information in the dream as his murder weapon (an old gun...not a gun person so I am not much help there...large...in a case...in pieces...needed to be put together...brown?) showed up and needed to be taken care of. It was being given to a woman closely tied in with him. People were still afraid of him in the dream yet it had become a family secret. The family (I don't know who some of them were) seemed to be acting like nothing was wrong yet at the same time knew that there could be an issue if the Uncle had found the gun.
As I was diving into the History of what happened with the murders (I don't remember too much but I know Russia was mentioned, as in he was involved with them in committing the murders) I noticed that he seemed to be acting strangely...cold...distant. He left the house (by the way, this is my parents' house again) and I discovered that his gun had been left out. I took it to the blonde woman who was tied in with him. It had looked like it had been messed with since the last time I had seen it and I wondered if he had found it and was triggered by it.
Unfortunately that is all I remember...
I know...weird, insane...
I realize this might just be one that doesn't mean anything.
Dream 2
This dream was during a nap. It was very elaborate and LONG. Whenever I woke up from it, and fell back asleep I would be right there again. Some of the details might be fuzzy since I am just writing about this one for the first time today.
There was some elaborate plot afoot to assassinate someone. In the dream I was some girl, long hair, light brown/blondish. At any rate, me and a few other kids had stumbled on this plot to assassinate someone of great importance. The problem was, people knew we knew. I remember being in a building and having people (adults, officers, maybe agents) trying to protect us. We were trying to stop further murders from happening. At one point we seemed to be trapped in a building...there wasn't a way for me to leave, but the people who were there to protect us/me were also there. They were on the first floor. One was supposed to be obvious, the other undercover. I was in an elevator for most of, one guy somehow got to me, I remember him attacking me, and me stabbing him in the eye with a pencil. I remember having a hard time being able to do that.
At one point former President Bill Clinton was there. He looked younger...not sure when this was all supposed to be taking place...the 70s??
The agent undercover was talking with him...apparently Clinton was part of the assissination plot, or at least knew details others didn't.
Later it was time for me to leave in otder to gain further information. I was following some high society woman. She had an agenda for sure. She had information from who her husband was but was more in charge of the plot than he was. She was trying to get away with things and felt that nothing could hurt her. Outside of the building, she knew I was following her. A threat was made by her and she felt untouchable. The details aren't there (can't remember) but she ended up seeing someone she cared a great deal about being shot. (Another high society woman.)
The dream jumps to me trying to make my way to her place early in the morning. I am following but no one sees. I end up making it to her place and am hiding in a closet. Her husband is telling her that maybe she has gone too far and should just stop with her plan. She refuses.
That is all I remember....
I know, *sigh* Insanity...ha ha.
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