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mentally disabled nightmare/"polizia" (illus.)

Date of dream: Friday, May 22, 2009

Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:     Rating:
Lucid Intent? Yes     Lucid Technique: Other

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[lucid assignment:  let the dream direct itself, and just go along with the plot as an extra would on a movie set.  Be acutely aware of opportunities to interact with the dream characters as they arise, and in this way change the mix of the dream.]

I'm in a new apartment that I have a vague awareness that I just moved into after having been in some kind of hospital for a brain injury, but I seem to have suddenly lost another whole chunk of memory and do not recall any of the details of moving in.  Also, I have a slight memory that I had been getting better and that's why I had been allowed to move into a place by myself.  Now, though, the last thing I can recall is the condo I used to live in north of the city, which I owned (my real life residence).  

I get lost when I stumble through a door into the neighbor's side of the building.  I can't get back and I can hear them coming.  What will they think of me in my stupefied state?

Finally I find my way back and am horrified at my predicament.  I don't even remember picking this place out!  It's kind of run-down, too, for one of the doors is a piece of torn fabric.  Am I living on a small income, and is that why I'm in such awful conditions?

I try to call my mother, who I have dream memory is still alive and lives about a mile away -- but my cheap cell phone won't work.  Then I try to call my dad with it, but to no avail.  I need help!  Maybe I should move back in with them?

I wander outside and soon get lost in the city.  I look for a policeman to ask for help, but can't find one.  Eventually, I see a sign that says, "POLIZIA," and I wonder if I'm Europe and don't remember getting here.

polizia

I go in that building, and down some stairs, but can't seem to find their office.

I wake up.

 

Keywords
mentally disabled
neighbor
city
Add'l Emotions
fear
loss of control
aphasia

table with painting on it (illus.)

Date of dream: Thursday, June 19, 2008

Level of Lucidity:     Level of Cohesiveness:     Rating:
Lucid Intent? Yes     Lucid Technique: WBTB

This dream has been viewed 7386 times.

I'm working on a painting outdoors, by the sea (forgot much of this part). There are ghosts present, but I'm not afraid -- rather, I'm fascinated (and slightly lucid).

My horrible upstairs neighbor in real life, V___, is selling furniture. I tell the people with me how evil she is, and point out that she is NOT my landlord (IRL she's not my landlord, but she tries to act like one to all the owners in the condo association). She won't sell someone one of the pieces of furniture just out of sheer meanness. Then I see a table that I did a painting on the top of some time ago, and want to buy it back.

pavement_table_painting

"NO!" someone in my group of friends says, trying to get me to cut back on how much junk there is in my place. I look at something else for sale, they are like play-doh containers but they have the little strings on them that used to make "Chatty Kathy" dolls talk back in the 1960s. But they're all missing an important part so that the pull string cannot be used.

(shift) I eat a "salad," but as I'm laboriously chewing on it I realize it's just rolled up leaves from a tree.

I wake up.

 

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