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I actually had this dream yesterday night and not last night. I have stupidly forgotten last nights dreams.
I forget what all lead up to this, but I seem to be inside something like a very large elevator shaft, maybe it lifts up very large heavy machinery. There is a large empty space between all this manky rusty metal clap trap. I really could not tell what purpose it served, but it was not easy to go up it. It was like using a ladder sideways some of the parts, and just trying to climb up whatever was handy. I do not know why I was going up, but there you are, I was climbing up this shaft, and at some part I encounter a monster.
I see it first, but I can also tell that it's sensed my presence, as I saw it's eyes dart back and forth, undoubtably looking for whatever it heard or smelled. The monster was sort of like a very very big wolf, like it was about the size of a buffalo, but its mouth was almost like a beak insteaf of a snout and it also had wings. It was almost entirely black and covered in a layer of grease, or at least it looked very dirty.
It began slinking around the edge of the shaft, like me, utilizing whatever flat surfaces it could to walk along, and then climbing up and down along the metal parts. I wondered if it was near-sighted as it seemed it never looked at me, and I think it really should have been able to see me. I would try to move as quietly as I could, and I watched as the monster covered over where I had been walking. I figured it could smell me somehow over all the stink of the metal, grease and god-knows what it took to keep this machine, whatever it was, lubricated, if it wasn't a lift of somesort, it definitely had moving parts that slid around and stuff.
Finally I was in a spot where I couldn't go anywhere without definitely being seen, so I stayed put and hoped for the best, but then the monster finds me. It lowers it's huge head at me, looking at me upside down. It's eyes are really very pretty for such a dirty looking monster. They actually glow, as if they were lanterns with blue fire in them. Then it's mouth cracked open and between it's pointed teeth came a similar colored blue light.
I was actually sort of calm about it, instead of afraid. Sort of like a, oh, okay, you found me, good job, monster. Seemed it wasn't interested in eating me anyway, which is what I suspected of it. Some other strange creature came around, this one was more humanoid, sort of like a gorilla, but it talked. It was very tall, and spoke to the other monster as if it was its pet or something subservient. I forget the exchange it had, but it seemed like I was going to be alright.
I think it was still in the same dream, but I do not remember what happened in between this incident and the next part I remember.
I am at the top of a building. I am very very high up, and outside looking down. I can see two men facing each other talking. I can't recall why, but the one with his back to the building was someone I hated very much, or at least I was really really angry with him. Angry enough where I was delighted at the opportunity to push over a large metal cabinet that was perched on the edge of the building in an attempt to crush him to death with its weight.
It took little effort either because I was a great deal stronger in this dream, or the cabinet was already precariously balanced and it wouldn't have taken much effort, in any case, there is was, decending very fast towards my hated enemy, and it crashed very loudly, but missed him by a mere centimeter. I wasn't too disappointed. I suppose I would have another chance some other time.
I don't remember anything else.
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Side note: I have been too generally bored or uninclined to record my dreams. Here's my attempt at getting some of them on record. The dragon dream is from this past night, but the others are in no particular order.
A Tremendous Number of Dragons: The dream seems to start off in my current house. I notice that every time I look out a window I see the front end of a semi truck. The first couple of times I thinks it's just a coincidence or sorts. Then, when I realize that the trucks are also just outside the windows of the upper floor does it make me think about them differently. They seem to be looking in on me, the damn things, and this had me worried. For some reason I am aware that there are some people who are looking for me. One of them is a woman in a business suit sort of skit and jacket ensemble. She has a male companion with her, and another person who is waiting by a vehicle parked in the drive way. Although the house is my current one, the outside is the outside of the neighborhood I used to live in when I was little, and lived with my parents.
With all the trucks staring in at me I was at fist looking for a place to hide. I don't want these people to get me. I don't recall why I felt I needed to avoid them. At last I get the idea that I can't stay in the house, because eventually they're going to get the idea to come in after me. I have what I think is a good idea to get me out of trouble. I find a place where the trucks can't see me. I guess I began to think of the trucks are living entities. I am standing between my bed and closet and transform myself physically into a man. I figure in this way the people outside will never recognize me. I decide, after my transformation is complete to come down stairs and ask what they want as if I didn't know.
So I open the door and the woman and the man are there right to see me. The woman asked to see me right away. I say, as if I was indeed someone else, that I was not at home and that I had no idea when I would get back. I figure this would be the end of that, and the woman and the two men would just leave.( The trucks were no where to be seen, but in the dream I did not actually observe this. )
This answer seemed to anger the woman, and I realize that a communication had taken place between the man and woman, and the woman had commanded that I be killed. The man removes something from his jacket, it appears to be a shiney piece of wire in which he intends to strangle me with it. I am taller than the man in this form and I have the knowledge that I could, if I had wanted to, easily thrawt this attack, but this didn't seem like a good idea. I thought that it would probably be best if I went along with this and merely pretended to struggle and then to die. I forget all the detail but it would appear I did this well enough to make them beilieve I was dead, and left slumped on the front step. The woman and the man began to discuss something heatedly. Apparently this was a serious annoyance. I attempted to understand what the fuss was about, but it was no good. I also wondered when they would finally leave and I could stand back up again.
I could tell they had walked back towards the drive way, but they lingered still talking to each other. I began to get bored, and decided it was okay to stand up now. I stand up thinking they would immediately notice and maybe try to shoot me or something. I was not worried about that. I thought to myself that this is my opportunity to do something to keep them from coming back. I am pretty sure they still had no idea who I was. My intent was to give them a terrible scare by transforming myself into a dragon and maybe smooshing their vehicle. The ground speeds away from me as I get bigger and bigger, (I would guess my head was up as high as a telephone pole). The woman and the two men take notice.
I roar and scream at them and gnash my teeth in what I hoped was a display of terrible rage. I looked down at the vehicle and thought about crunching it in my teeth but I worried that I might hurt myself and instead picked it and and thought about just crushing it, but I felt it was a waste of a good car, and ended up just dropping it. It was fairly badly damaged anyway. I forget what the people were doing at this point, but I felt that I wasn't getting my point across, so leapt into the air so they could get a good look at me from up in the air with my wings spread out. THAT, I figure, should really impress them, and perhaps they wouldn't ever come back here again. It's important that I didn't want to actually hurt them.
Up in the air and looking back down at them I become distracted when all of the sudden there are all these other dragons around. Quite a lot of them, too. I would say there were at least between 10 and 15. Some of them had more than one head, I think I remember them all being pale blue, but all of them were looking up at me with their mouths gaping and snapping. I still was not worried, though I was definitely surprised. For a while I fight with the other dragons, but I am bigger than any of them and even though I am out numbered they don't seem to get a leg up on me anyway.
I don't remember anymore of that dream.
Horned Finger- In this dream I am in a house with my mother. We're cleaning the house. For some reason I get something wound around my right index finger and it's very tight. I can't unwind the thing easily and it begins to cut off the circulation painfully in my finger. At this point my finger begins to grow weird deformed points from it, that look like thorns made of flesh, and also wire like hairs grow from it, too. It looks very ugly and my mother is close by and I had not wanted her to see it, and when she looked my way I covered up my hand with the other. I explained that this happens every time my finger gets wound up in something. (in dream memory this has happened before). Once I finally get the string off my finger the bizarrre horns and hairs go away quickly. I think to myself that I will be more careful and not to let that happen again, least the next time it's permanent.
It's weird. I was prepared to write down lots of dream here, but suddenly I can't remember them now. This happens really frequestly though. It's almost as if by design. As soon as I want to record the dream I begin to forget it, where as so long as I don't write it down, I hand on to it. Seems to be contradictory. I will try to write them again later.
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I had this dream a couple nights ago, but didn't have time to write it down, but I forget which
night I had the dream. Anyway, in the dream I am being haunted by some malovent ghost. In the dream
I am just a kid. I come home after dark. My parents (who are not my real parents) are mad that I
have come home so late. We like by a lake. My father says something to my mom about my "wanting to
pick plumbs for a living" apprently I was a good for nothing. I didn't know why he thought that, but
I felt there was no changing his mind. I go to my room unhappy because I am being hounded by this
evil ghost, who makes things move around at will, and it just freaks me out. I finally go back
outside determined to find the cause of the hauntings. I feel like I have something in my left
nostril. I pick at it, and it seems to be something stuck all the way down my nose. I keep picking
and pulling at it, and it turns out I finally pull out what seems to be a rib bone out of my nose. I
am fairly disturbed and disgusted by this. Somehow I know its a rid form the body of the boy. I
don't know how I know it, but I know a boy was murdered by the lake and burried in a styrofoam
cooler and then burried by the edge of the lake. His body is never found, but I know where it is. I
don't know how I know where it is. I head towards it, not really knowing what to do when I get there.
I can't remember so many details anymore, but this dream really disturbed me.