Monday, July 19, 2010

1998 - End of the Beginning

By the end of February 1998, my life radically changed.

I had to move out of my bedroom on account of it flooding. Adding to that, I struggled to recall dreams for weeks in both February and January. Looking back, I grew steadily more resistant to cues from the Nova Dreamer. I had to raise the alarm settings, and eventually, I slept through maximum.

I never deliberately performed a W.I.L.D. I made the mistake of wearing the mask to bed, instead of using the mask after 6-hours sleep. After building up a tolerance, this was especially counterproductive.

The remaining dream reports to be published to this blog were conducted a full 12-months later. Sadly, progress and special dreams I had between February 1998, and January 1999, are now only memories.

Dream 072-074: Three Monster Dreams

072: I was with a companion trying to get some creature to come out from behind barrels and crates using grenade like bombs that I was lobbing.

We were taking it all pretty lightly when from behind a barrel lurched a muscular undead looking dog. It headed straight for me. I was so startled by its sudden appearance that I woke up.

073: This was an action-nightmare. Long and vivid, and only partially recalled. I was with Lia and others try to survive an ongoing struggle with a 10ft winged, skinless humanoid that was out to kill. I had a gun, and baseball bat.

There were a few zombies around. A lot of terror, and white lockers. I remember at one point the creature peered through a vent at me. And that it killed a few people in an industrial looking complex in neighboring rooms to mine.

074: It was a pleasant afternoon in the suburbs and I was looking out a window. I saw a huge monster standing up, blocking out the sun. I ran and hid in a closet, that was also very large.

-February 27, 1998

Friday, July 16, 2010

Dream 069-071: Future Problems

069: I was in my childhood bedroom. My cousin David was in there and a new bed. David was younger than me, and short. I told him I was stronger than him. He looked disgusted. We may have wrestled each other a little after that.

070: I was in a big futuristic city. I had to walk through some ugly rundown areas that took me past large open sewer entrances. A guy (worker?) told me there were "too many" rats in the sewer. The solution he had in mind was to put "more eels" in the water.

071: Joe, Steff, and Eric were in a room with some kind of Evangelist or cult leader. They were sitting on a black leather sofa. The man was behind a desk and his office was big square and clean. I walked in on all of them debating. I recall thinking "perfect timing." At one point he spilled out a bunch of little papers onto his desk... We all moved in to look at them and I jumped up onto the desk. No one reacted, but I got right down and felt stupid I had done it.

-February 11, 1998

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Dream 068: Robot vs. Zombie

I was in a large house and I was in the Resident Evil dream mode again. This time, I had a remote control robot mini-soldier doing fighting for me. I also had a digital pet gun as my only other weapon.

I only remember fighting one zombie. I tried to keep the mini-robot between me and the zombie but it was difficult to get the hang of it. I ended up having to run down these stairs, turn, and shoot it with my pet gun.

-February 2, 1998

Dream 065-067: W.I.L.D. Driving

065: I was with Lia in a blue office. Looking through files and folders. We were researching something. I got the impression she very pretty although I don't remember her face at all.

066: This is the closest thing to a W.I.L.D. I've had so far. I was tossing and turning in bed with the Nova Dreamer on, trying to fall back to sleep. Next thing I know...

I was driving in my car down a country highway with three or four lanes of traffic. I was driving pretty fast, changing lanes a lot, passing other cars. There was a moderate amount of traffic for a country road. I was keeping a close watch for highway patrol. I clearly remember thinking "I have dreamed about this road before." Then I woke up.

067: I was in front of a corner store I stopped going to as a child. I was looking in the front window but they were closed down. The place looked old and abandoned. Like it had been closed for months. It was quite dark inside.

Note: This store was in my normal walking and bus route home for many years. That changed and I stopped going there, plus they took candy off what amounted to a decade long sale. The place has been occupied my entire life, until a few years back it was closed down for renovation.

This is the second time I recorded a dream about store alteration that did eventually occur, years later. The first was: Dream 037
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-February 1, 1998

Dream 064: Spectral Tapeworm

I was in an unknown living room flat. Somewhat like my cousins house in Clear Lake. I was with my at first. She told me about this tapeworm.... It was burrowing through the sofa very quickly. It was kind of spectral and cartoon-like. Everything else was very realistic.

I noticed the TV had South Park on (I had never watched an episode at this time) it was very clear and vivid.

-January 31, 1998

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Dream 060-063: Endless Gum & Zombie Attack Turn Job Oppertunity

060: I was talking to my cousin Matthew and David (brothers/first cousins) and to Frances, who I called Emmit (Grandparents on their Fathers side). I was trying to illustrate a point to them but my mouth was filled with chewing gum and the words were too difficult to understand.

So I spit the gum out into a tissue but my mouth was still filled with gooey gum. I sat there in front of them pulling gum out of my mouth.

They all looked at me like I was disgusting.

061: I was dressed up nice at a dance class. I was there visiting someone. I knew Tiffany was in the class too. She kept checking me out, we liked each other. Tiffany looked wonderful in the dream.

062: I was locked up in this room with my kid sister. Resident evil style zombies were after us. I saw a cut shot of them breaking into the building where we were. They looked like computer graphics.

My sister and I were leaving the factory area without weapons. A guy in a blue compact convertible sports car pulled up on the street in front of us. He asked if I was an animator looking for work. I said yes, then took his card. His car was extremely messy. My sister and I started to walk home, but we lived together in the city that was slightly like New York. We were in front of our house and my sister changed into a brown straight haired, blue eyed girl.

The guy who gave me his card was setting up a feeble looking tin mailbox across the street from from us. The girl started to open the garage door with a key, I told her not to while that guy was around. She listened and we walked up the street.

Next thing I know, I was making coffee with a spoon that was filled with coffee. As I stirred, it filled the cup, and I was in my kitchen! Then I woke up.

Note: This is my first recorded dream with so many distinct transitions. I do not usually have, or at least, I do not usually remember this kind. Considering this occurred after a dry spell, is it likely I was having many dreams of this variety? Could constant transitioning make memory retrieval more elusive? Or was it just because I was growing tolerant to my dream recall and lucid induction techniques? Looking back on that time, nothing dramatic or special was going on in my life.

And, here again with the sports cars. I like sports cars. But, they are not a topic I have dwelt on much since I was about 12-years old. I have owned reliable cars since I was 16-years old. Apart from that, it's curious to me they figure so deeply and so frequently into my dreams.

Sports cars and cousins... But why?

063: I just recalled a fragment of a Star Trek dream. Captain Picard was aboard his own personal starship. There was a Klingon Star base that looked like organic technology. Something like a huge jellyfish. Warf gave the order to:

"Destroy Captain Picard if he gets within range."

-January 29, 1998