Date of dream: Monday, August 27, 2007
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
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Dreamt that I was in my old neighborhood. I was visiting some people I sort of know (not in real
life) in one of the homes up the road. I must have taken a leave of my senses when I voulnteered to
be in a play of Cinderella. I forget which character I was supposed to be playing, but I didn't want
to play any character. I didn't even want to be there. I was trying to think of a way to neatly get
out of it. I felt really embarrassed about being here. Seemed it was just a rag tag neigborhood
group who were going to put on the play for just people they know. Seemed like a pretty dumb thing
to do, it was sloppy and totally unprofessional. I remember I was lieing on a table for a momment. I
forget why. That's all I really remember.
Date of dream: Sunday, August 26, 2007
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
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I am inside a very nice and fancy apartment building. There is a very nice lobby where everyone can
go to sit and relax. It's built much like a hotel, but people live here permanently. There are a lot
of people about in the lobby. I am there, too, but all is not well. We're all pretty much in a sort
of panic. There is a flood that is threatening all of our lives, but some govenment is making a very
risky and daring rescue attempt. I don't know how, but they intend to somehow pick up our entire
building and move it to a safe place. I don't see what had the building up until I actually feel
the whole thing swaying from side to side, I don't even believe it can be done. The apartment
building has at least around 60 floors. It's huge. The people inside all feel it too, and we do know
that this is not supposed to happen, and that we're in danger of falling now, forget about the
flood. We're not getting too jostled around inside, but we're still very scared. I can then hear
what sounds like something over head groaning and straining, like an enormous metal beam getting
bent and plaster cracking. Whatever has held us is breaking, and we're going to fall. We were not
far from the ground, maybe ten to twenty feet off the ground, but being dropped in a million ton
building from that height was going to be as good as a bomb going off. There was an over head voice
trying to calm us, but that was not working. I wondered what the people in their individual
apartments were feeling. Maybe some of them didn't even know there was any danger yet. I forget what
the over voice said but I get the idea that they're going to attempt to drop us in the sea, where
the fall would be at least a little bit absorbed, but then there is going to be a sudden flood,
which is what we were trying to avoid. I guess they figured it was better to drown the people on the
lower floor and attempt to spare others, than risk everyone's lives. Even under the dire
circumstances, considering I was going to be among the sacrafices, I thought it made good sense, not
that I was keen on drowning or anything. I could feel that the building was being swung towards the
sea, which was already coming at us. Even though we were all in danger the people around me began to
accept their fate, and decided to try their best to stay calm, that if we do stay calm, we might
stand a chance to survive. We were move as quickly as possible up the stairs. Higher floors would be
safe from the flood waters that were pouring into the doors. The water was coming in fast, but not
so fast that we could not out run it, provided we moved quickly and not scamble.
I remember there were times when I had to hold my breath to get under some portion to get to the
next level. At some point I was stuck, because I could not get through. There were big hunks of
plastered wall chunks in the way, and I had to back up again. I remember trying to break away
portions of the wall so I could get through. Seems like I was strong enough to do that. The people
behind me quietly waited while I attempted to break us a way through. No one was screaming at me to
hurry up. I manage to break away enough, and I go trough. I was worried about drowned bodies
bumping into me. Surely there were going to be some people who got stuck on something, or for one
reason or another could not get above the water. Luckily I did not encounter any bodies, but there
was water everywhere. Small children were bound to die, if they were too light and could not stand
in the rushing waters.
Around this time the dream gets a little baffeling, and the scenes I remember don't make any sense.
I come to one floor, and I think I am all alone there. I am amazed to see what appears to be a sort
of maze made up of metal shopping carts. In the middle of the maze is some weird animal. I no
longer recall what it looked like. I want to say it was a reptillain looking green bird. It talked
to me, and spoke in a raspy mean-sounding voice. It wanted me to leave, and said something about
this being its own room, and I was not welcome. I was not sure I wanted to stay in a room with a
crazy monster bird anyway, but all the people in the building were going to need room to stay in.
Eventually the monster bird would have to consent to sharing the space. I really can't remember any
more than that.
Additional Comments:
The flood is a recurring theme in my dreams.
Date of dream: Sunday, August 26, 2007
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
Level of Cohesiveness:
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The earliest part of the dream I am outside of a school building. I am simply exploring. For some
reason I go inside. I think I was still just wanting to look around. I feel like company, anyone
would do. I go up some stairs. The kind with the chipped marble looking stairs and the metal handle
bards. The typical kind you might find in government buildings and in schools. It's open and airy
and when I walk up the stairs I can hear the echo of my foot falls. I don't go all the way up the
last floor but stay on the landing right before it. Half way in between the upper most floor and the
next one below it. I see that there are lights on inside an office. The offices all have large
windows. They're seperate from the hallway, but you could see into them. This added to the open
feeling in the building. Nothing was closed off. I call up towards the top floor, asking if anyone
was there. I hear a woman answer. She says she's coming right away. I see her then she asked me to
come up. I obey and come up the rest of the way. About right here I started to feel like something
was wrong. I was not sure what, but it was a feeling of impending dread.
The woman seems very concerned. She tells me my name. I am amazed she knows who I am, but I don't
know who she is. I am sure I had never met her. (I don't remember what name she called me, but it
was not my real life name, and I didn't not recognize it as anything other than my real name). She
wants to give me some medicine. I am not so sure. I attempt to say something to politely excuse
myself without seeming ungrateful or rude. She seems to insist on it, and warns me "unless you want
the needle?" she looks at me meanigfully. I feel pretty scared now. I feel like I don't have a
choice.
She asks me to go into her office and sit down. I still pretend that I feel okay, so I walk
casually as possible into the office wich has a dentist's chair in it. I see what look like the
usual tools you find in a dentist's office, but I am also aware of the missing things. Like anything
modern. I sit a the end of the long chair, which is set in a reclining position. I am not so
comfortable to lay back on it. I talk to the woman who is in an adjacent room preparing something. I
decide that she is definitely going to walk away a bit more. I need to bide my time before I run for
it.
I tell her I am expecting a friend "any minute now", though I was hoping she'd be less inclined
to do anything to me if she though someone was going to be coming to look for me. I made sure I
mentioned they would come up the stairs to look for me. There really was no one coming, but I
expected that she would not know that. When I was sure she was in another room a few doors away I slip
out of the office and run as fast as I can down the stairs, jumping several steps at a time to make
haste. I knew she would be able to hear my retreating foot steps. The stair well made everything
much louder. I could hear her dashing back towards me. I was not sure what she was up to, but I was
in mortal dread of whatever it was. She is pretty mad and screams at me to come back right now. I
run out of a third floor door. I had not known there was a ground outside this place. I would have
leapt out of a third floor window to get away, such was my sense of danger, but the building must
have been built on an incline, so there were doors that opened up to the ground at multiple points.
Lucky for me. I ran like the dickens.
It's dusk outside, and I am running down the sidewalk in front of the building when I hear the
unmistakeable sound of gun fire from behind me. I venture to look back to see if it could be
possible it was me they were shooting at. I see it's a black police officer. I am pretty far from
him, and when I stop to look at him he lowers his gun. I ask him "are you shooting at me?!" I still
can't guess what this is all about. He says yes, he is shooting at me, and that if I know what's
good for me I will come back. I tell him he's god damned nuts and I turn to keep running, but then I
also begin to rise up into the air, flying, somehow. The police man keeps shooting at me. Somehow I
shoot back, though I can't remember having a gun, but I must have. We have a shooting match, where
neither of us gets hit, or if either of us had gotten hit, we kept right on shooting. I didn't
really want to shoot anyone, I just wanted to be left alone. At some point the police man also tells
me that I killed him. (???????) Really, so how is that you are alive right now? Kooky.
Somehow from somewhere something brings me down to the ground. I struggle against three attackers.
Two women, and the police man. The attackers are talking to each other as if I could not hear them.
They were saying something along the lines about how dangerous I was, and that they need to put me
out before I do something. During this struggle I manage to attempt to negotiate with them, asking
them why they are doing this. What did I do? I forget which one tells me, incredulously, as if I
didn't know, that I am the one who blew up something, or commited some kind of crime. What-ever it
was I decided at that point that I was dealing with crazy people. I was like "I DID WHAT?"
The accusation was incredible. During the struggle I also figure out that I was supposed to have
done this while I was under the influence of some sort of drug, administered by none other than the
crazy woman who had the dentint's office. I was the unwilling subject of an experiment that went
wrong. I try to argue that if that was the case, which I highly doubt anyway, that then she would be
the one responsible for anything I did under the influence. I also was pretty sure you'd have to be
crafty and ballsy as all hell to blow up the Parliment or whatever the hell it was that they said I
did, and that someone under the influence of drugs would be too addle brained to pull something that
complicated off. I don't really remember what it was they said I did, but it was something pretty
catastrophic, and involved blowing up something, a bridge, a goverment building, a monument.
Something that would brad you a terrorist for life. I did not beilive myself capiable of anything of
the sort. I doubted I could hold up a shoe store, especially not while drugged.
Somehow I am also not so sure that I didn't do it, the way they were carrying on about it. I
certainly did not remember it, but I also felt very worried because I had my doubts. If I had done
this. Somehow I manage to over power all of my attackers, and fled again.
(I took really good notes of this dream, but I can't recall anything about two people who were
trying to help me get away, but that is mentioned in my notes)
(in the next portion of the dream my notes tells me there was a sort of hide and seek game that was
really serious.)
I attempt to lose the people who are hunting me in another building. It seems, for a while, that I
might have given them the slip. There are some things I can't remember now, but at some point I am
in a room that is the very last room in a row of rooms. I am looking out the window. There are
decorative yellow and white checked curtains hanging at the window, though they are the sort you can
tug and they roll up, like blinds. There was someone at the other side of the window. I think we
were talking to each other when I became aware that there was a Chinese woman wearing a white
business suit that was coming right at the guy outside the window. I happen to know she has a bat or
some kind of club, and she violently attacks the man outside the window.
I can't bare to watch and I don't want the woman to see me. I hear her clubbing the man and she
keeps screaming as if SHE was the one being attacked. I was really pretty scared at this point. I
manage to shut the blinds/curtains, because I dont' want her to see what I am about to do. I go out
the side door and confront her. She looks at me and screams some more. I don't remember doing it but
I must have taken the club away from her, and I grabbed her by her wrists that were at this point
crossed over each other. She gives me a angry look and scowls at me she says "You think Chinese
woman easy to defeat?" The thought had never crossed my mind, but I did not tell her that. I drag
and carry her away. She continues to scream like bloody murder.
I am aware there is another woman who is going to come any second now. I need the woman in white to
stop screaming. To me, she seemed very light, and since she was trying to kill me I didn't feel too
guilty when I hit her against something to knock her out. Finally she is quiet, and won't give my
position away. By sheer luck the second woman, who is also Chinese, and wearing blue comes bursting
out a door, but missess seeing me carrying her now unconscience friend. The woman in blue tried to
run after me in the wong direction. I am grateful for the stroke of good luck and I run and enter
another room, where I seat the woman down. I had not really wanted to hurt anyone. This is all I
remember from the dream.
Additional Comments:
Before I went to sleep I had wanted to attempt to program a dream. I asked myself "who am I supposed
to be?" After I debated exactly what sort of question I want answered. I don't know how this dream
answers that question, if it has anything to do with it at all, but I thought it was important to
mention that. I had also wanted to explore past lives. Since I was someone else in the dream, I
don't know if that indicates that it was related to a past life or not. Some of the dream must have
been purely symbolic, like the flying part, and the police man who said I had killed him. The
Chinese women really seemed to stick out. The one in the white suit especially.
