9-28-14

I'm sharing a room (in a hotel or apartment I'm not sure) with a young woman and the place is a mess but a cleaning crew comes in and cleans things up. I ride in a elevator with my cousin and it's really rickety and more like a closet with loose hinges than a secure ride. I squeeze my way out of it on my floor and some weird people come into my place and my roommate tells me to act friendly with them and they will leave us alone after a while. But if we engage them in any type of hostility, they will become ruthless and violent.

One of the men, who is black and is wearing a lot of bling, compliments me on my jewelry (I don't wear it in reality). I thank him and smile pleasantly. The people, I'm assuming are all related, sit in our chairs and make themselves at home and I'm trying to come up with an excuse to leave, such as an important meeting or appointment.

Then I see a cat that resembles my cat Paws sitting and his ears are sort of back and straight out and he looks dirty on his head and nose. One of the family, a kid of about 11 or 12, says it was funny watching him drink some dirty water. I sense that the cat was fed the water, not drank it voluntarily. He yawned and his tongue is green and he acts very lethargic like he's about to fall over. I become very emotionally upset and my mother is now here and sitting in a chair and I pick up the cat and tell her, with a shaky voice, that he's very sick.

I wake up making a loud sobbing noise.

End

9-27-14

First part of the dream I'm with my sister and we stop at a house (not sure why) and the man that has the house also has a barber shop. We learn (how we find out isn't clear) that he bit the top of a guy's face off and now we're being hosted by a freak who mutilates people. We agree we need to leave but my sister can't find the car. We look for it in weird places---walk-in closets, dens, a playground---but to no avail. We sit on a picnic bench and decide what to do next. My sister is grinning (an ironic grin) over the whole thing.

Next, I wake up late (as I usually do since being unemployed with a disabling condition) and realize I haven't called in sick to work. I'm desperately looking on my phone (which looks like a child's toy with round knobs and buttons and hard plastic pages that flip) for the number for my workplace and all I find is several messages from a guy that are several months old. They are projected on a wall where he's talking and demonstrating stuff like instructional videos but I find no number.

Then I'm at the workplace and find the guy that has all the messages on my "phone." He looks at me puzzled when I remind him that he has all these messages on my phone. He says he will assist me in a moment. I"m still trying to figure out how to get my contact lists on this phone, even going up to one of the supervisors and asking for help. She's on a computer and says she will help me in a moment. I mention that I didn't call in to work this morning because I was sick and overslept.

Then I recognize a rather famous face among the crowd and he walks around a corner and it occurs to me that it's a shadow of someone who used to work here and who I regularly conversed with but has moved on to other things.

End

6-29-14

I'm living in a house that's structure isn't too solid---it's walls shake and rattle when doors or opened and closed and the ceiling leaks when it rains.
For some unknown reason we (my family and me) are forced to move into this place with several other families. Some of them have pets. The home we are forced to leave resembles our old home in Navy housing back in the 1970's.

Now we are in our new house and our cat Wiley (who died in 2012) was left behind. He was outside when we left and couldn't find him. In this new house, there is a limit for pets and we are already over the limit but I still want to find Wiley and bring him to our new home.

It begins to rain heavy and the wind is picking up. The roof is leaking, pouring in fact, but I don't let that stop me. I slip and fall as I go to get my raincoat and put on dry socks because the floor is wet. I argue with my mother---"I'm going to find Wiley and bring him home" as I put on my raincoat.

Since coming home from the hospital, I've had some vivid dreams. This one involves a rather famous internet personality named Cenk Uygur. I am working for him in some capacity (in reality he hosts---and founded---The Young Turks) and it's nighttime and we (our team of workers) are outside and a spaceship lands before us.

It glows a golden light and I see the face of an old man as he tells us they've fallen back into the past (our present). Cenk makes a joke about marijuana still being available, and legal, in their time.

Suddenly, the ship glows again and disappears, and so does everything else. Our crew is standing around a strange structure that wasn't there a moment ago. We enter and walk through dim halls and strange people seems to be smoking and drinking from pipes and barely notice us. I feel now connected to everyone on a thought level and realize we are somehow in the future. When though is unclear. Cenk is wondering the halls and asking about marijuana and something to smoke.

and that's all I remember

6-4-14

Last night I had a very bizarre dream. My friend Lucy has a baby. But this baby is developing outside her body and in a tank built into a wall. It’s like an aquarium and the fetus is strange looking, like a freaky mutation of a human that’s been exposed to too much radiation. It seems semi conscious as well and has an expression that suggests it’s looking directly at you with a clownish face.

Then I’m in a public place like a building for sports and fitness. I”m looking for a locker room with a shower. When I finally find one, The water trickles and there are no walls separating the stalls. Then the water comes down heavy and I wonder if the pipes will burst.

end

I’m scheduled for a hysterectomy on the 17th because of a precancerous condition in my uterus. My friend Lucy has already had a hysterectomy and has two adopted sons.

4-11-14
Last night I dreamed I was amongst young people (20 somethings) who were engaged in a gang war—but it was more like a commerce war. If someone got caught selling the same merchandise as someone else, there would be hell to pay.

One scene there’s a strong wind blowing and one young man has a work glove he flings into the air and a strong wind carries it off as his girlfriend looks on. I look on too at the spacious sky that’s like something out in the wide open west.

Then a different young man goes into a shop and sees things that look like small round lollipops on long sticks in a cylinder display. He’s not happy about it and accuses the shop owner of stealing his merchandise to sell. I get to hell out of there.

end

3-14-14

I'm traveling with family to an area that looks like a few towns from me. Things are falling from the sky. One is an old steam engine train with about 6 or 7 cars which crashes into the top of a building. Then another train falls in a nearby location.

Then a tower collapses. The tower is high and made of steel beams and it falls over across the road and smashes into several buildings.

I'm watching this in amazement and apprehension, but I'm not truly frightened because I also sense in the dream that it isn't real.

End

1-22-2014
I was at some camp. The only person I remember interacting with there was my old friend Chester. He told me that he now views the world differently and he has found religion (but not in those exact words). I tell him we are on opposite sides now.

He finds a horse for me to ride out of the compound. I’m nervous about it because it’s a very tall horse and I don’t ride. I decide to walk and find myself walking again through the camp and for a while I’m holding meat—-a large steak and I worry it may spoil before I can get it to a freezer or cooked. The compound is like a weird mini mall, with venders like you see at a fair. But the atmosphere is different—-more strict and watchful.

I remember the atmosphere of the dream being dark. It takes place at night and I’m for a time outside the compound just roaming around. I seem to be looking for transportation.

1-15-14

I'm with a girl who is taking me through her house. I'm not sure if I'm my age now or younger but the girl is young, probably 12. We stop at a cork board with gold writing on it (can't recall what it said) and shiny red cloths cut into the shape of bras strung up on it and tied together forming a string. She points at it and says her dad used to work at a place that sold them but was fired. Then she corrects herself and says "No, it was my mom that was fired. It was my mom." Then we exit the room.

Somehow I know she's lying and that in fact it was her dad that got fired but the kids in her family (there are about a dozen) were told to lie and say it was their mother that got fired. Her father is a prominent member of the community and does not want his reputation tarnished. But I guess it was OK for the mother's to be. Why, I don't know.

12-20-13
The dream begins where I’m being shown an assortment of pastries such as cake, danishe’s, and donuts. A young woman hands me a small plate and puts a slice of vanilla cake on it to sample.

Then the scene switches and I’m to make meals for a bunch of school kids. What they are doing in my kitchen and why isn’t known but it doesn’t seem to be important. I decide to fix them something quick and easy and decide to make them peanut butter and jam sandwiches.

I take out the strawberry jam and spread a thick layer on a slice of bread when I see the seeds are particularly large and find it odd. I think they resemble rice. Then I think maybe there’s something wrong with the jam. I look closer and watch and then am appalled when the "seeds" move and realize it’s maggots!

GROSS!

I throw the whole jar and the slice of bread in the trash and tell the woman with the kids that the jam had to be thrown out.

Before I can think about what to feed them next, I wake up.

12-18-13
I'm traveling in a car over deep water. Out in a field I see a man on a horse. The man looks like Loki in a suit similar to the one worn in The Avengers in Germany.


The horse is very tall, brown, and he's jumping over monuments made of stone that resemble statues and tombstones. As I watch, I fear the horse may try one that is higher than the others and shaped like a cross and it looks like this...

The horse gains speed with the Loki character riding and it stops short before jumping and its front legs bend backwards at the knees, broken.

Now I'm in a concrete room, unseen, with people dressed in medieval dress like soldiers. One is wearing head gear similar to a Viking. The horse is brought in crouching because of the broken front legs and is helped down on the floor. The man in the Viking helmet takes a huge mallet and strikes the head of the horse, killing it.

End

I woke up from this with my heart racing like from a nightmare.

9-19-13

What I remember from last night's dream are fragments, but here goes:

I'm in a public setting and a former co-worker who was nosy and always butting in sets down a white plastic bag with things in it and I accept it gladly.

A gangster is looking for people and everyone is on his shit list and going into hiding.

Then two men are planning a trip up into space. I can't remember who the men are, but they seem to be composites of tv characters in Star Trek.

I go out into a desert to see their space ship off, which resembles a rocket with a glassed in dome. The men take off with surprisingly no dust from the desert sand. I'm puzzled why I'm their only audience. I see them in their ship and it's like for a moment I'm in the cockpit with them and start to feel panicky at the prospect of leaving earth and a bit dizzy from the height.

Then I wake up.

8-7-13

I'm in a school setting and the power keeps shutting off while the halls fill with fog and it rains indoors. There's excitement in the air at the idea of getting out of school early because of it. I find a towel and put in on my head to soak up the rain.

Then I'm on the phone to my friend Sylvia from the school and I'm telling her about how the students seem to be acting strangely--getting riled up over the election of a president. It's confusing because the "president" is supposed to be from Russia, so why are the students excited? A group of boys run down from a hill to the space I'm talking, which is now outdoors, and they know there's going to be bloodshed between the U.S. and Russia and they are looking forward to war.

Now I'm in a room in a strange house. The character from Law & Order: SVU named Olivia Benson is privy to secret information that she can't share but is vital for our survival--"our" meaning everyone. I'm talking to someone, a young woman with blond hair, who knows something too that she won't share with me. I'm talking in a mirror where Benson can see me (she's on the other side of it ) but I can't see her. I can't even see myself in it! She tells me I must be strong for what's coming.

Then I'm being led away with other people including members of my family--my parents, my nephew, and a couple of his friends. We are being driven to an unknown location. For what purpose isn't known either but I suggested to my dad that they are going to separate us and we'll never see each other again and we'll be forced to do labor or go to war; at least those that are physically able.

If they don't kill me, they'll make me work with my hands at a bench. My dad insists they won't separate us forever and things will be OK. I can't tell if he's just trying to make me feel better or he really believes this. Then I remember the cats--Paws and Wiley. In reality, Wiley died a year ago. I say to my mother--"Ma, Paws and Wiley!" I worry how they will survive if they stay in the house and aren't' fed. My mother and I start to cry and I wake up giving a short cry out.

disturbing. the raining indoors also happened in "Water Coming Down from the Ceiling."

7-29-13

There's water pouring from the ceiling of a house I'm staying in and the occupants aren't home. At first, it appears to be sewerage, then turns into plain water. I'm playing a record, a track from Marilyn Manson and I keep playing one track over and over but I turn it off before the water spreads to it. My old friend Chester is here with some chick on the internet whose videos I watch sometimes. I tell them I've made reservations to a small restaurant at 7:00 and they're invited. The woman declines saying she needs to be someplace else.

Then I'm in a strange room (could be another room in the same house) and I'm talking to a young man about how I worked for this organization but quit the day before because they were cutting my pay and health insurance. I still have a the first check from them I hadn't cashed but plan to the next day before the expiration date.

End

7-27-13

I'm outdoors and there's something in a black pot. The pot resembles a huge wash bin with drain and a slot for shoving things down to dispose of. In the pot is what looks like, at first, the body of a small pot bellied pig. On closer examination it's a human; a fetus in it's near-end stage of development.

But something is wrong. The head is still shaped like that of an embryo and it's limbs are not fully developed. It has no distinguished genitals---like a cross between male and female.

Somehow, I know that people think it's mine and I don't know what to do with it. I try unsuccessfully to shove it through the slot. It's too big. I think about breaking it apart and feeding it to animals are something, but I know people would be watching and wouldn't approve.

I walk away and find a person laying on a lawn chair. The person morphs back and forth between a man and a woman and shows me a card with a message in it. I don't remember the picture or words, but it has something to do with that weird baby-thing in the pot/bin. I decide to go shopping with my sister.

End