Antique Mall Shopping

Date of dream: Friday, January 04, 2013

Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:     Rating:
Lucid Intent? No    

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In this dream I was shopping. (In real life I am not shopping for the rest of the year.) The first thing in the store was this exhibit looking area with necklaces and hand bags. The necklaces were delicate gold pendants on a delicate chain, and one was a horse shape. It looked like something from a European tribe but it turns out that the necklaces were Peruvian gold artifacts found in South America. They were displayed around the neck of a flat photograph of a small child supposedly from that tribe. At first sight I wanted one of these small necklaces but then after looking at the explainations I was kind of disturbed about using something with this origin for fashion purposes, as if it might have some hidden religious meaning on it. The leather bags were also not normal things but ancient Peruvian "swaddling bags". The description said that they would put their babies in these bags to feel like they were still in the womb and therefore the babies would be quiet and could be easily transported. I kept that in mind someday if I have a baby I should keep it swaddled in something. But it was hard to shop here, things were not as they seemed. I quickly browsed to the end of the store (aside from that initial "exhibit" it was typical thrift store/antique mall stuff) and started digging through a bunch of used shoes that were on the floor and tied up with rubber bands. Doing this felt kind of uncomfortable, like I was desperate. A red boot caught my eye but it was very worn and not my size. I quickly ascertained that all these shoes were just old crap. But something in my head said to me "you never know where you will find the right piece". And I do know that some of my favorite things have come from random places, but most of the time, like now, I'm achieving nothing compared to what I get out of it. I became bored by this digging and realizing the "right piece" is not here and therefore it cut into another dream or awoke shortly after.

Crawling in the Storm

Date of dream: Sunday, October 14, 2012

Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:     Rating:
Lucid Intent? No    

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Part one of the dream was complicated and involved friends who worked at a restaurant, my car getting destroyed, and horses on a beach. I don't remember enough of the story to be able to write it.

After that was over, I was simply dumped into a very normal looking flat town, with fences and grass fields on my left and houses and businesses with land around them on my right. It was an overcast afternoon. I had nothing to drive so I was crawling on the road. There were storm clouds ahead and rain was coming, it was lightly misting. There weren't any cars on the road, but I began crawling rapidly alongside the road on the grass. There was lightning in the sky and I thought, if I stay low to the ground it won't hit me. I got to the intersection and turned left. I heard a loud booming in the sky and saw a tornado cloud forming in the distance to my left. I needed to get into a shelter, and thought about knocking on the doors to the houses that were in the neighborhood to the left. I knew I was in Florida, and wouldn't be able to hide in a basement, briefly I thought of digging a hole in the ground and hiding but wasn't strong enough to dig such a hole. I looked at one of the houses and saw a teenage boy walking a pit bull and thought that I knew someone would be home but wasn't sure about what would happen if I took shelter with the dog. My alarm woke me up before I found out what happened.  

Calculator Soaps and Amitabh Bachchan's Cookies

Date of dream: Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:     Rating:
Lucid Intent? No    

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My sister had a multi function calculator that could also access streams of Hindi soap operas. So I was watching this one about a bad guy who would disguise himself and make women fall in love with him then he'd rob their houses or kill them. It was all in Hindi but I understood enough to get by. Then, I found myself at a house where Amitabh Bachchan lived and there were a couple of other people there who were also interested in this show and other things like it and I knew this because we began to discuss it and there were magazines about soap operas laying around. Then one guy was watching this really creepy youtube channel that showed women dying in strange situations and it really seemed like these were actual recordings of their deaths so I told him to turn it off.

A very tired, frazzled seeming woman who lived at the house, who was a white woman in her fourties, was Amitabh Bachchan's mom. Although he looked like he did in the 70's in this situation he seemed a lot like a teenager and was cleaning out his room and the basement and a closet as part of a chore. After he was done, he started baking cookies with his own oven in another room. I also began baking cookies with the mom, although the way we were making them was more like pancakes on a skillet on the range top. The mom didn't seem to know when to turn them at the right moment so I became really concerned with making sure they were cooked all the way through and flipping them. When I compared the cookies, Amitabh's were far better, and the mom knew that, but she said "we need a lot of cookies. they make great gifts."