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It is morning time and I find myself in the city where I went to art college about 15 years ago. I
am travelling as a passenger in a little white hatchback car which is being driven by my little
sister, my sister seems so happy and full of confidence and overflowing with positivity it feels
great to be in her presence.
As we drive along the road towards my old art college I start to see that it has fallen into
neglect* and that it has actually been closed down, the buildings doors and windows have all been
boarded up making it look derelict and abandoned.
Somehow my sister takes a magical shortcut and drives down the steps and straight through the
large boarded up double doors that lead into the art college, it’s almost as if either the
building or the car, my sister and I have transformed into ethereal spirit like substance and are
able to traverse the blocked entranceway like ghosts passing easily through a solid wall.
Once on the other side of the grimy dreary college façade and just beyond the familiar old
quadrangle we are treated to a beautiful stunning countryside landscape of rolling heavenly alpine
We drive through this blissful landscape for some time before eventually arriving at the end of a
field which overlooks a huge motorway cutting through the landscape, the highway is reminiscent of
a big motorway that cuts through a hilly siding on the way to London.
I stand a while reflecting on the motorway before I continue to walk through the beautiful fields
Later in the evening after walking many miles I eventually come upon a surreal futuristic fusion
chamber out in the middle of a dusky countryside field, the machine is surrounded by an incredible
glow of pulsating lights some of which are strangely dark and yet still light.
An archetypal Superman like character steps into the reactor via a small portal and undergoes an
amazing transformation, I watch as the superhero morphs in the style of a stop motion animation
into many different types of vehicles and transportation including land, air and water based craft.
The superhero’s metamorphosis starts off in two-dimensions and then progresses onto more solid
three-dimensional shapes, the various vehicles are very positive and uplifting of which a silver
cruise ship is most memorable and pleasing to look at.
Thoughts: *Whilst visiting England last week I passed by my old art college which has indeed been shut down, my dream version of college looked just like the sad neglected waking life version. This dream is probably about getting back in touch with my artistic side (as represented in part by the universal feminine or my sister and also more obviously in the imagery of the neglected art college). Perhaps by overcoming obstacles which aren’t really there (the ghost like boarded up entranceway) I can find happiness, peace, positive transformation and the means to travel and cope with many different life experiences (the numerous positive vehicles and craft of air, land and sea) via my art, perhaps in a personal therapeutic sort of way.
Dream 1: Day of the donut – I find myself invited to the (dream) house of a manager who is responsible for s specific (and probably relevant) department at my place of work, I have been invited along with some other unfamiliar male and female work colleagues. The manager shows me how he has decorated the walls and ceilings of his living room with a most strange toned down psychedelic marbled metallic patterned wallpaper, the room seems curiously familiar and I’m sure I’ve dreamt of it before in one guise or another, I reflect on the wallpaper and wonder why he papered the ceiling as it seems so unconventional. As I mix with the other guests I am introduced to a lady who is a Gemini, I chat with her for a few moments and find her quite captivating and find everything she has to say very interesting. I feel very happy to meet her as she is so charming but unfortunately I don’t have long to talk with her before she is whisked away and absorbed into the crowd of other guests and work colleagues. As I browse around the manager’s apartment I see an open cardboard egg box container resting on a table which is full of donuts, there aren’t quite the usual six donuts (or eggs!) in the box as the sixth donut has been partially eaten with a bite missing. Later on as the party is in full swing I decide to discreetly leave, on my way out I see a large artists portfolio sandwiched between a bureau and a wall. I take the portfolio for myself it doesn’t feel like stealing as I feel it could have been sold to me if I had asked but regardless of this I don’t pay for it and leave without anyone seeing me.
Dream 2: The melting lovers – I witness a very sexual and surreal scene of a man and woman rolling and sliding about having sex on a white tiled floor in a deep pool of some kind of thick viscous gelatinous fluid. The drama is queasily sensual and arousing almost to the point of being transcendent. The lovers appear to lose themselves in one another, their body color fades leaving them transparent and their form begins to further liquefy and melt into one before finally dissolving and becoming one with the pool of fluid.
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Daytime in a very vivid yet hazy environment, I find myself in a small playing field where there
are some soccer goal posts set up with an unfamiliar characterless goalkeeper stood in front
guarding the goal. I am practicing taking shots at the goal and am attempting to kick the ball in
such a way as to make it swerve in the air.
One of my shots hits the top of the crossbar and momentarily bounces back out from the goal, as the
ball hits the ground I will it with the power of my thoughts to bounce back into the goal mouth to
score a goal, which it does.
I continue to practice taking shots with one of the kicks sending the ball drifting off wildly up
into the air and up over a grassy embankment and fence into what looks like a graveyard. I realise
that my younger sister has been stood behind me watching me taking shots at the goal and when she
sees the ball land in the cemetery she tells me that she doesn’t want to go and retrieve it as she
I don’t feel at all afraid so I climb up the grass embankment and clamber over the fence into the
graveyard which now looks more like an orchard with many apple trees. I see the ball which looks
more like a small beach ball with red and silver Celtic like markings on its surface, the ball is
wedged in a tree so go over to retrieve it.
I climb the tree to get the ball and see that there is an unfamiliar man sat quietly in the
branches, he watches me silently with a smile on his face as I get my ball and then climb back down
out of the tree.
As I walk back to the playing field where the goal, goalkeeper and my sister are I see that I am
being shadowed by a stern looking nun who walks parallel with me to my left some distance away.
Thoughts: Frustratingly I just haven’t had the time to spend writing up my dreams as much as I would have liked to hence the ones below are very brief, saying that even from their brief descriptions they are still quite obvious with recurring symbolism such as relieving oneself in Dream 1 being linked to the drainage in Dream 3 and the theme of tiredness as shown in Dream 4. The football part of the above dream was something of a half hearted attempt at trying to become lucid I think, although I didn’t have total lucid control I did feel as if I was trying to control of influence the football by making it swerve in the direction I wanted it to go.
Dream 1: The long wee – A dream in which I am in a toilet taking an unusually long wee, an unfamiliar dream character stands over my shoulder chatting as I relieve myself. I feel an incredible amount of relief and happiness at being able to go to the toilet like this.
Dream 2: The Coca-Cola magnate – A dream about a Victorian Coca-Cola magnate in some sort of alternate reality. The mogul’s factory is up the top of a steep hill, in pursuit of wealth and monopolising of the Cola market the man neglects his family in a terrible way.
Dream 3: Drainage in the barn – Daytime in a huge barn and a labourer something like a cross between a farmer and a plumber helps me to install some drainage pipes into the floor of the immense hanger.
Dream 4: Roses on the pillow – In an expansive and billowing heavenly white curtained environment I come across a serene and tranquil bedroom. Upon the pillow of the freshly made bed are laid some beautiful deep rich orange coloured roses, the scene is welcoming and I feel invited by an unseen presence to lay down upon the bed and fall asleep.
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I have gone to visit the dentist and I am accompanied by my little sister who has come with me to
offer her moral support.
At the dentist I discover that my top teeth need a lot of work doing on them in fact it would
appear that although my top teeth look exactly like my real ones they are in fact removable all in
one piece just like a denture (?).
I remove my upper teeth all in one piece for the dentist to examine.
Even though my bottom teeth are mine having no top teeth is miserably depressing, after the dentist
has finished examining them I take my top teeth denture thing and put it back into position in my
mouth (a very weird, alien, cold, artificial and strange feeling).
I feel very sad, depressed and upset but as I get ready to leave with my sister I also feel
slightly consoled by the fact that I have a very good and understanding dream dentist who is sure
to help me and put things right.
Thoughts: This is something of a recurring symbol at the moment as I had another dentist dream like this one a couple of days ago. There seems to be so many different definitions of teeth in the various dream dictionaries that it can sometimes be a bit confusing when trying to come to a conclusion about what each tooth dream means. At a simplified level the above dream and the previous one seem to have something to do with my feelings of personal confidence and perhaps how that I feel I am lacking confidence, as that is just how I felt about having no teeth in this dream, completely lacking confidence. I’ve read that to dream of dentures might symbolise insincerity in some form or another and that losing teeth can reflect ones fears of getting older, both of those thoughts may also fit in with things that are vaguely on my mind but the general feeling was more towards the feelings of insecurity and lack of confidence.
Dream 1: Passionately guilty – (As a note, I can be certain that dreams 1 & 2 happened at some time around about and before 0114 hours as I woke briefly after the second dream and was able to memorise both dreams before falling back to sleep). Daytime and I find myself over at my Mum’s house, no family members appear to be home but when I enter the kitchen a familiar lady happily greets me. The lady then says to me “Lets make love right here and now!”, I’m quite taken aback but very excited by the thought, we hurriedly begin to undress one another but the familiar feelings of guilt associated with such dreams hits me hard and I am impelled to immediately stop what I am doing and end the dream.
Dream 2: Tiki talking – Sometime in the day and I find myself sat in my Nan’s sitting room the curtains are drawn to but I know its light outside. My wife is here with a vague unfamiliar (dream?) friend of hers, there is also an unfamiliar traveller sat near to me who has a friend with him who remains in the background. The traveller is something of an explorer who has just returned from a visit to New Zealand, I’m eager to hear all of the stories he has tell. I go to ask the man about New Zealand and if he managed to travel to all of the exotic secret places hidden on the island (?), I also go to ask him the mysteries surrounding the Hei-Tiki amulet (why this is recurring at the moment so often I absolutely have no clue). But before the man can get a word in edgeways my wife starts talking very loudly and quickly which drowns out the man’s voice. I feel very frustrated by this as I’m certain that I have something important to learn from the man but I can’t hear him because of the din my wife’s jabbering is making. I firmly tell my wife to please be quiet (Not at all the way I would act in waking life) and she suddenly ceases the non-stop babbling, I thank her with something of a dry tone and I go back to peacefully and quietly asking the traveller the importance of the Hei-Tiki and also about the mysteries of New Zealand.
Dream 3: The old bedroom – (This was an unpleasant dream just as a warning to any one reading, in fact at the time whilst I was having it I felt very numb but on waking what was happening in the dream didn’t really strike me as that shocking, but it does now as I write this up later on in the day). Daytime and I find myself in the bedroom where I slept whilst I was living with my Nan when I was at school finishing my exams. I am lying front down and naked on the bed whilst an indistinguishable man lies on top of me and has sex with me, I feel completely passive and emotionally detached I don’t feel anything at all apart from a very distant far off unpleasantness. After the man has finished doing what he was doing I hobble to the toilet on the landing just near to the old bedroom, as I sit on the toilet I look between my legs and see a white fluid dripping from me into the toilet bowl with lots of blood too. I feel in a lot of pain and emotionally empty.
Dream 4: The meanie in the Sweeney – Daytime and I appear to be immersed in an episode of the British police television drama called ‘The Sweeney’, I observe at a distance but also seem to occasionally play the role of the central character Detective Inspector Jack Regan. The dreamscape is very true to the TV serial with lots of rundown 1970’s wasteland areas where criminals hang out and where the shows always seemed to culminate. I follow a criminal who is driving about in an old typical 70’s Bedford van. I trail the vehicle to a wasteland where I seem to meet up with the criminal. The criminal seems hesitant to step out onto the area where I imagine a factory once stood. I can see that there is someone or something out in the middle of the urban wilderness lying motionless in a pile. I see the criminal pondering what course of action to take, I sense that he wants to go over to the mound of junk but doesn’t want to expose himself by walking out into a very open area. I (as the Detective Inspector) advise the criminal to take a sledgehammer and smash whatever that pile of junk is laying in the middle of the wasteland.
Dream 6: Condensation – It is early morning time and I find myself inside a simple, uncluttered contemporary off-white room in a vaguely familiar house on the ground floor, I appear to be sharing this property with both of my sisters. We have all just got ourselves dressed for the day when I notice that there is a lot of condensation on the large glass patio doors which lead out into the garden. I go over to the doors to open them and to let some fresh air in and also to clear the windows so that we can see outside better.