Date of dream: Saturday, March 01, 2008
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Lucid Intent?
No
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My wife asks me to behead a huge charred but still alive lizard something like a crocodile or komodo dragon only more terrestrial like a monitor lizard*.
My wife doesn’t want to do the horrible thing herself so I’m forced to take a bread knife and go about the grisly deed myself.
It’s a very unpleasant gruesome thing to do the creature is alive but seems to have very little strength to put up a struggle. After sawing through the creatures tough black crispy scales I eventually manage to sever its head from the body. A small brief pool of blood oozes out from the beast’s neck but not as much as one would have expected to see from such a gargantuan creature.
I place the enormous head to one side with the nerves of the mouth still making it open and close slowly, I note the absence of teeth in the creature’s mouth. I’m surprised to see that the creature’s inner solid core of flesh looks like cooked chicken and actually looks surprisingly appetizing.
Additional Comments:
Interpretation: The lizard perhaps represents primal instincts possibly to do with sex (something I seem
to be dreaming about a lot the past few days….in quite bizarre ways too). The head of the creature
would perhaps represent the emanation of these thoughts or feelings, my wife’s wanting me to cut off
the creatures head would seem kind of obvious I guess and might be linked to my own feelings of
sexual frustration just lately. The bread knife and the creature’s cooked fleshy interior on the other
hand seem to carry quite different symbolism although what that might be I’m not quite sure yet. *The
lizard was the exact same one from this dream only much larger ‘From 18 wheels to 2.’ - 02/24/08.
Dream 1: Reluctant oral sex – I feel like a teen again and I find myself in the bedroom of an old
teenage friend. He asks me to give him oral sex him, I do so but only reluctantly.
Dream 2: Space invaders – I find myself in a vague indoor setting something that perhaps feels like a
kind of youth club or recreation centre. A familiar male work colleague makes me feel uncomfortable in
an imposing threatening kind of way, a female friend of his is playing at an old style space invaders
cabinet. I sense that the tension between the male and me is over this female. I go and play a game of
space invaders all of my own, when the other male comes to intimidate me I stick up for myself and
actually manage to overpower him, he backs down leaving me feeling manly and with the upper hand.
Dream 3: Electrical wiring is confusing – I find myself rushing around a vaguely familiar house in the
dark trying to find out why the power cut out. Down in the cellar I try to repair three wires, I’m not an
electrician so I find it confusing and hard I don’t understand the order in which the sires should be
connected or wired up. I see some spiders scuttling past down in the cellar which my wife and other
females (?) living with me are afraid of, I tell them not to be so silly and afraid as they are only spiders
(I am more concerned by the fact that the wiring needs connecting up properly or we will all be left in
the dark).
Dream 4: The lacy envelope – Its Christmas time and I find myself in a vaguely familiar department
store with the Human Resources manager from my place of work, this woman appears to be my dream
wife in this dream. We each have a reasonably large budget with which to do our Christmas shopping,
the things we intend to buy will be for the both of us only. I see some very fancy watches and gawp at
them enviously, my dream wife says I should by myself one as treat, I like her offer but I decide not
to. Many of the items we place in the shopping trolley are very expensive exclusive items like quality
chocolates, bath oils and soaps. A little late in the same store I sit down at a desk and I write a letter
and place it inside a light chocolate colored lacy envelope which looks like its been crocheted. Before
sealing the envelope I take out the letter to see who I have written too and am surprised to see that I
have written it to myself beginning Dear....
Dream 5: More oral sex – A scene where I find myself in a bedroom of pillows, sheets and throws. I
see an orgy of people all involved in oral sex, there is some kind of bizarre role reversal and all of the
women have penises and are receiving oral pleasures from the men whose mouths and lips seem to
stretch like elastic tubes as they suck.
Dream 6: Stockings & suspenders – I’m sat on a sofa in a vaguely familiar sitting room pulling up a
woman’s black stocking and trying to clip it to a suspender belt. Unbeknownst to me my wife has been
stood to my left also getting dressed into her clothes, I panic and try to explain to her that I am just
trying on her clothes to make sure that they fit properly for her. It’s a ridiculous thing to say and I
seem to just make matters worse for myself, although my wife doesn’t seem to have noticed or is
oblivious or indifferent to what I am doing. I’m wearing a brilliant shimmering turquoise silk kimono
which I pull around me to hide my body and the clothes I wear beneath, as I pull it to I notice I’m
wearing a short white skirt, I feel terrible shame and embarrassment feeling that I’ll never be able to
hide all of this from my wife. I think my wife will explode into a rage at the discovery of me wearing
these clothes but much to my surprise she seems very sympathetic, she tells me to come towards her
where she caresses me intimately.
Dream 7: The flaming heater – I find myself in an unfamiliar lounge where I see a little convection
heater that I own in reality, it’s switched on and sat on the floor. I watch as the heater seems to be
working overtime. Suddenly the electrical fan heater combusts and I see flames ignite through the
vents, peering closer it looks like a mini inferno with the internal workings turning into a glowing molten
mass of orange melted magma. I panic and quickly yank the plug. The machine slowly whirs to a halt
with black smoke spewing out of the top, after the machine cools off I watch slightly disturbed as a
great viscous watery discharge spills out of a tube like pipe at the rear of the heater. A great deal of
the water spills out onto the floor, something about this scene of fluid being discharged seems vaguely
familiar from somewhere and reminds me of when a woman’s water’s break during pregnancy. The
contrast between the previous extreme heat and now this water surprises me a great deal, the little
heater seemed to be alive or a kind of living thing.
Date of dream: Sunday, February 24, 2008
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Lucid Intent?
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It is daytime and I am driving up the big hill towards my Nan’s in a massive articulated 18 wheeler with a road train of about two or three trailers behind me. The driving is surprisingly confident and I feel okay, I am aware I am driving to a large long stay car park which is nearby.
As I reach the brow of the hill I see a tangle of traffic and parked stopped cars blocking parts of the road randomly, it looks like the police are here doing some kind of spot check on the drivers checking their papers etc. The police don’t want to stop me but I still have to find some way through the jam.
Trying to get such a huge truck through the tightly packed maze of traffic is like trying to thread a camel through the eye of a needle but somehow amazingly I manage to do it.
I recall feeling very confident, in control and happy with myself for how I managed to maneuver the big rig and find a route through and in-between all of the other cars.
I carry on up the road and turn left into where a large housing estate is the special car park is just up ahead over the brow of a hill. I park up the big truck and then head on inside a small shed like cabin which is linked to the car park, inside the room is a little like somebody’s cozy little living room with an easy chair and tall lampshade.
Nobody appears to be at home save for a large monitor lizard, the lumbering creature is matt black and appears to have been burnt and charred but still alive. Even though it seems slow I’m pretty wary of the creature and keep my distance. Suddenly it transforms and molts and loses its dead crispy black skin to reveal a new soft fresh frog green colored body.
The monitor lizard now has a ridge of knobbly green rounded triangular wedges running down its spine and an almost clown like smiling face with thin red lips. The creature makes a sudden rush to attack me but when it bites I realize it doesn’t have any teeth, its bite is soft and causes no harm and I feel no fear.
I go back into the main room of the shed and see lots of bicycle parked here some seem to be for sale and others belong to people who have simply parked them here I even notice one trusty bike that belonged to me many years ago, it seems to mirror the car park outside and serves as a place for cyclists to store their belongings.
The strange shed also seems to be something of a shop too, as I look around I have the strong urge to buy or perhaps more accurately make my own bicycle. As I look about me I decide how I would like my perfect bicycle to be, I ponder over this for quite some time.
The bicycle must have the frame and forks of a racer but the handle bars of an upright bike and for comfort the saddle must be the large soft kind like the old leather ones with big springs. I mull over many different combinations of the various bicycle components putting them all together in my head to see if each configuration pleases me, I look forward to the prospect of soon having a bicycle made to my very own specifications.
Additional Comments:
Interpretation: This dream is probably telling me but also showing me (I would hope) how I am
managing to try and offload a lot of stresses and heavy burdens I’ve been hauling around with me. The
car park is a place of rest but in this dream it also offers the opportunity to change vehicle. The bicycle
is much more manageable, lighter, allows one to take things in in a leisurely and peaceful way and at
ones own and pace and most importantly it’s all about balance. Custom building the bicycle would allow
myself to make the qualities associated with the bicycle fit to suit my own needs, in fact the bicycle was
something of a hybrid kind of a racer but also a more leisurely traditional bicycle too. I’m not so sure
what the peculiar lizard represents, I’ve read that they can represent primal feelings and urges so
perhaps transforming these or shedding some of them will somehow help or has a role to play in
bringing about the transition from truck to bicycle?
Dream 1: Offensive face licking – I find myself viewing a bizarre surreal scene in what feels and looks
like some kind of remote Mexican cantina. An extremely scruffy, disheveled and filthy trampish Brad
Pitt is sat at a table next to another man. The shabbily bearded Brad Pitt character seems not only
disgusting in appearance but also in manners too. He starts licking the other man’s face all over, the
scene is quite revolting but I gather the licking is meant to represent something of the ultimate and
most powerful insult imaginable. The other man although hating what is happening is completely unable
to respond or defend himself, he can’t even move away from the horrible man.
Dream 2: The clay pit – At my grandmother’s house in her sitting room a large deep hole something
like a grave has been dug in the lounge floor, my mother-in-law is sat on the sofa and for the purposes
of this dream she has become my grandmother. A younger sister-in-law who I rarely if ever dream of
is helping me fill up the hole with soft clay or plaster which is being mixed by some other relatives who
are out of sight either in another room or outdoors. The sister-in-law acts as a kind of go between
bringing me the wet plaster or clay like substance in buckets or a wheelbarrow, for my part I climb into
the hole and using a small builders trowel I smooth out the clay to create a flat surface. The relatives
who are mixing the plaster think they have made enough to fill the hole entirely and so do I until I
check the level. In fact only one fifth of the hole has been filled so there is still a lot more work to be
done. My mother-in-law sits by patiently watching, she is very easy going and doesn’t even mind when
some of the plaster powder spills onto the carpet from the bags of plaster.
Dream 3: Iciness – I find myself at a strange kind of ice rink or circuit which has been converted for
use as a race track for modified vehicles to compete on, the track feels as if it is both indoors and
outdoors at the same time somewhere in a remote forest of fir trees. The large stadium has many tiers
of seating and nestled in amongst these rows are lots of little cabins selling hot food and drinks. There
are also booths here where bets can be placed on the outcome of the races, the betting seems like an
important detail here. I walk out to the edge of the circuit where I see my little sister chatting with her
childhood friend, he seems to have got himself into a bit of tizzy and is in a bit of a state of some
matter which has caused him a lot of bother or worry. I take a vehicle out onto the track noting its very
knobbly rubber tires, the wheels seem to spin quite a bit on the ice and I think that these kinds of tires
aren’t actually that well suited to driving on ice.
Dream 4: The gay gardeners – Two male gay gardeners have bought a pleasant but old run down
derelict cottage in the remote picturesque countryside, they intend to renovate the property to live their
and also plan to grow vegetables in the garden to live a self sufficient life style from. Any surplus
vegetables that they grow they intend to sell at the local market to earn a living from. A local produce
inspector comes to check on the quality and quantity of the men’s vegetables, the two men gather up
what they have managed to grow from their garden. They offer up only a small hand full of very sorry
looking dried out scraggy looking carrots and potatoes. The inspector doesn’t look very impressed and
it’s obvious their produce won’t be good enough to take to market. I even sense that the men’s meager
harvest actually includes what the men will need to feed themselves on too. I wonder how the two men
will possibly survive on such paltry rations especially when they have so much hard physical work to do
on the house and garden.
