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
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Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Monday, June 14, 2010
Dream 057: A Dreamless Week
Now I'm pissed! I haven't recalled a dream in a week! What happened!? I must have vivid dreams right now!
057: I vaguely recall telling my Mom in a dream Stacy had already gone back to Tim, or words to that effect. I also had flash backs of dream visions, but none I clearly recall anymore.
Note: I continued all my induction techniques for this entire week. And, I used the Nova Dreamer, and honestly didn't recall even one dream. I have notes for almost each day, but no dreams. Not sure what brought this on, but things had been running smoothly until this point. I will look into if anything special happened that week.
-January 24, 1997
057: I vaguely recall telling my Mom in a dream Stacy had already gone back to Tim, or words to that effect. I also had flash backs of dream visions, but none I clearly recall anymore.
Note: I continued all my induction techniques for this entire week. And, I used the Nova Dreamer, and honestly didn't recall even one dream. I have notes for almost each day, but no dreams. Not sure what brought this on, but things had been running smoothly until this point. I will look into if anything special happened that week.
-January 24, 1997
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Dream 041-043: A Dream Series Begins & A Movie I Never Want to See
041: I was talking to the girl across the street on my house phone. I could see in through the window in the front of her house. It was massive inside. Oak wood floors, panels, with a high vaulted ceiling. It was about 3-stories high. I remember her saying "Well should I go over to your house or do you want to come over to mine?"
That's when I walked into her garage. (Still on the cordless house phone.) A small guy was stacking blocks of wood there. I could look out of the garage and see the front of my house with the garage door open. I thought "This is like the second time I've talked to this girl, we should be getting close soon."
The other time I was thinking of was in a dream too. (Dream 014)
Note: This was "like the 2nd" dream I had about the house across the street. It was in fact the 2nd dream I recorded about being friends with them. It was around this time in real life that new neighbors moved into the house across the street. I had been friendly with the original people who lived there, but when I was a kid. Our relationship had faded out many years before they actually moved out.
The new reoccurring relationships/location became pivotal in my glimpses of repressed dream history.
042: I was at my Dad's old apartment. Waiting for him and Tracy (estranged stepmother) to show up. The front door opened slowly and my Dad walked in. After a beat my Mom walked in next. She fussed over what to wear while Tracy is here. Then ran off to the bathroom to change.
043: My third dream just came back to me! It was a movie preview. Robert De Nero is the only person I recall. He was talking to a woman on the phone. He was naked in bed on the phone masturbating. I thought "This is a pretty gross looking movie."
Note: This brings up a point that often occurs to me. Are we more likely to forget dreams we consider gross or annoying?
-January 9, 1998
That's when I walked into her garage. (Still on the cordless house phone.) A small guy was stacking blocks of wood there. I could look out of the garage and see the front of my house with the garage door open. I thought "This is like the second time I've talked to this girl, we should be getting close soon."
The other time I was thinking of was in a dream too. (Dream 014)
Note: This was "like the 2nd" dream I had about the house across the street. It was in fact the 2nd dream I recorded about being friends with them. It was around this time in real life that new neighbors moved into the house across the street. I had been friendly with the original people who lived there, but when I was a kid. Our relationship had faded out many years before they actually moved out.
The new reoccurring relationships/location became pivotal in my glimpses of repressed dream history.
042: I was at my Dad's old apartment. Waiting for him and Tracy (estranged stepmother) to show up. The front door opened slowly and my Dad walked in. After a beat my Mom walked in next. She fussed over what to wear while Tracy is here. Then ran off to the bathroom to change.
043: My third dream just came back to me! It was a movie preview. Robert De Nero is the only person I recall. He was talking to a woman on the phone. He was naked in bed on the phone masturbating. I thought "This is a pretty gross looking movie."
Note: This brings up a point that often occurs to me. Are we more likely to forget dreams we consider gross or annoying?
-January 9, 1998
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Dream 015-018: Supermarket Mom's, Demon Presence
015: I think I was in some strange supermarket. There were all these women of different ages around, each of them trying to mother me. I finally told an aisle full of them "I'm only here for two weeks, if each of you tries to baby me twice I won't have any time left." They laughed and acted somewhat embarrassed.
Note: Another occasion with a mass of unknown females in a large area.
016: (Nightmare) I drove up to a house with three other people. We were not there very long when a strange powerful presence manifested. It was like the classic depiction of a demon appearance, I ran the opposite way. My friends followed me and became Jason and Alex (his close friend). I jumped out a two-story window and tried to reach the roof of the shed in the backyard. I missed, but glided off to one side and landed softly on grass next to the shed.
I went back inside to look for my friends and they were gone. I couldn't find the invisible force any more, but the house was in the same condition. Soon the phone rang and at this point the dream seemed more like a movie I was watching on TV. I saw a woman answer. She spoke for a moment then became alarmed "I didn't call you a cunt!" She said. Then she became fear struck and ripped the phone out of the wall. She can still hear a voice on the other end.
I changed the channel not wanting to encounter "demon trickery" movies. I heard a car pull up outside. I left the bathroom - where the TV was - and went to the front door. Two vans had pulled up with my cousins inside. DD, Emily, Dale's daughter and her sister's daughter's - were getting out of them. It was nighttime.
My Mom called at the front door, then the dream ended.
Note: The profanity in this dream, the "c" word, is not a word I use or think about. It's commonly used in the UK I know, but I have never made use of it in conversation in my life.
017: A silver sports car pulled into the backyard (my backyard), my Dad and the guy that looked like David's best friend got out (a person I only met in passing and don't even remember now). I was watching through a slot in the blinds. I started complaining to my Mom... "Don't let them screw with the computer."
018: While driving, I remembered a driving dream from last night. I was in my car on the freeway. I saw a police car, its marking were grayish. No sooner did I see it than I swerved off the road and then adjusted back onto the road. I remember thinking "Oh great, I hope he didn't see that."
-December 10, 1997
Note: Another occasion with a mass of unknown females in a large area.
016: (Nightmare) I drove up to a house with three other people. We were not there very long when a strange powerful presence manifested. It was like the classic depiction of a demon appearance, I ran the opposite way. My friends followed me and became Jason and Alex (his close friend). I jumped out a two-story window and tried to reach the roof of the shed in the backyard. I missed, but glided off to one side and landed softly on grass next to the shed.
I went back inside to look for my friends and they were gone. I couldn't find the invisible force any more, but the house was in the same condition. Soon the phone rang and at this point the dream seemed more like a movie I was watching on TV. I saw a woman answer. She spoke for a moment then became alarmed "I didn't call you a cunt!" She said. Then she became fear struck and ripped the phone out of the wall. She can still hear a voice on the other end.
I changed the channel not wanting to encounter "demon trickery" movies. I heard a car pull up outside. I left the bathroom - where the TV was - and went to the front door. Two vans had pulled up with my cousins inside. DD, Emily, Dale's daughter and her sister's daughter's - were getting out of them. It was nighttime.
My Mom called at the front door, then the dream ended.
Note: The profanity in this dream, the "c" word, is not a word I use or think about. It's commonly used in the UK I know, but I have never made use of it in conversation in my life.
017: A silver sports car pulled into the backyard (my backyard), my Dad and the guy that looked like David's best friend got out (a person I only met in passing and don't even remember now). I was watching through a slot in the blinds. I started complaining to my Mom... "Don't let them screw with the computer."
018: While driving, I remembered a driving dream from last night. I was in my car on the freeway. I saw a police car, its marking were grayish. No sooner did I see it than I swerved off the road and then adjusted back onto the road. I remember thinking "Oh great, I hope he didn't see that."
-December 10, 1997
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Dream 011: Unwelcome Guests & Epic Festive Party
I was walking down my block towards the cross street, when a car with two girls stopped honked, and flirted with me from an old Camaro. The girls were overweight, the Camero was thrashed, I spent a few seconds checking them out to see if they were worthwhile. I turned away, they honked again, I held out my hand and waved. Then they drove off.
There were many people on my block, in fact a neighbor brought me a half a watermelon that was sort of shredded. There was also a repair man waiting at my front door. They all tried to walk-in when I got home, I told them to wait out front. I searched the house for my Mom and Grandfather I couldn't find them at first. I vividly remember walking upstairs, my Mom's door was shut, my Grandpa's door was open but I didn't see him inside. I thought there should be a message from my Mom about "the status of the household." I had two voice messages so I checked them. I don't remember the messages.
Next I hear my Grandfather coming home. I go to the front door to greet him - all the people waiting at the front walked into the (entry) hall. I sneered at them to leave and I walked out onto the porch. A very hostile and an upset repair man said "I'm not going to argue with you any more."
I went back inside and it sort of became a Christmas party. A very decorative and epic one. My living room was about twice its ordinary size. There was a grand table with many people sitting at. My Grandfather was at the center. My Auntie Bertha was at the end, my Mom was absent but I looked for a chair space for her. There was one next to my Grandfather's right, with a tall Christmas tree in her place.
I remember thinking - my Mom must have went to the party without me - a party that was happening in real life. The living room was beautifully made up with gold and silver and the ceiling must have been 30ft high. It was very elegant.
-November 29, 1997
There were many people on my block, in fact a neighbor brought me a half a watermelon that was sort of shredded. There was also a repair man waiting at my front door. They all tried to walk-in when I got home, I told them to wait out front. I searched the house for my Mom and Grandfather I couldn't find them at first. I vividly remember walking upstairs, my Mom's door was shut, my Grandpa's door was open but I didn't see him inside. I thought there should be a message from my Mom about "the status of the household." I had two voice messages so I checked them. I don't remember the messages.
Next I hear my Grandfather coming home. I go to the front door to greet him - all the people waiting at the front walked into the (entry) hall. I sneered at them to leave and I walked out onto the porch. A very hostile and an upset repair man said "I'm not going to argue with you any more."
I went back inside and it sort of became a Christmas party. A very decorative and epic one. My living room was about twice its ordinary size. There was a grand table with many people sitting at. My Grandfather was at the center. My Auntie Bertha was at the end, my Mom was absent but I looked for a chair space for her. There was one next to my Grandfather's right, with a tall Christmas tree in her place.
I remember thinking - my Mom must have went to the party without me - a party that was happening in real life. The living room was beautifully made up with gold and silver and the ceiling must have been 30ft high. It was very elegant.
-November 29, 1997
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