Date of dream: Friday, October 19, 2012
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N/A
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Lucid Intent?
No
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I was looking through a special sort of telescope that allowed me to see Mars as though I were hovering less than a mile above it. It looked like Mars really does, except more red and flat and cracked. There were also isolated, sporadic evergreen-like trees. But no other visible life. I could use the trees to gauge how far away the ground was. Then I was standing alone on Mars and the trees didn't exist anymore. I could breathe the air and didn't wear any gear. Just light clothing. It was just dusty, barren Mars as far as I could see. I stood at the edge of what looked like could have once been an ocean. The light on the horizon and the distance to the horizon looked the same, but it was just an ocean of that same cracked dirt and dust, as though all life and water had just been sucked away. It made me deeply sad and very keenly aware of how alone life on Earth is in the solar system.
Additional Comments:
I've dreamt of trips to Mars several times in the past few years. Usually they are terrifying and I don't remember making it to Mars. This one was very peaceful though. Mars is never cold in my dreams either. I don't remember it being any temperature in particular.
Date of dream: Saturday, May 26, 2012
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N/A
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Lucid Intent?
No
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I was going with my dad to pick up a couple of my sister's friends so we could bring them back to some party or event she was having. For some reason we were driving all the way to NYC to get them, and for some reason I decided to take my little black cat, Lucy, who ran away some time ago in real life.
The weather kept getting worse and worse while we were driving, and we got out at some point to see people in the street floating around in the crazy wind by their umbrellas. We got back in the car and tried to hurry to the people's houses before the weather got even worse. I didn't realize we were in NYC until I saw the statue of liberty's head floating down a river of rain water on a hill above the road we were traveling on.
My dad said that this wasn't a result of the hurricane. "They" sent the head down that particular river every day around the same time as an event for the tourists.
I was excited to be in NYC because I've never been, but felt kinda bad that it had to be during a crazy hurricane and flood.
Finally the wind slowed down, but the flood waters were still rising, and we knew the wind would come back. We had to abandon the car and try to walk to get to where my sister's friends lived. I held Lucy facing me to my chest. She never once tried to get away, but clinged to me the entire time. We came to a place where we were going to try to cross a street, but my dad wanted me to see how deep the water was. I stepped in and was submerged up to my chest, and Lucy up to her neck. Still, she just clung to me and didn't make a sound. I felt her fur and it was soaking wet. I was worried about her getting hurt or running away and held onto her as well as I could.
When we realized how deep the water was getting, we gave up on picking Jenna's friends up, and tried to make it safely back home. I know I managed to never lose my cat, but I can't remember exact details after deciding to turn back.
Additional Comments:
I dream about Lucy often since I lost her. Usually about finding her. We were very close for about seven years. I've also noticed a theme in my dreams lately of traveling to strange and interesting places, usually in cities, alone with my dad. I'm not sure what that's about.
Date of dream: Thursday, May 03, 2012
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No
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I was at an old mall outlet somewhere, and discovered Alfred Hitchcock had opened a shop. He was alive, and working in it. He showed me a toy rifle that was wooden and painted in primary colors. He said the best thing about it was that if you put your mouth to it like you were killing yourself and breathed in, its insides funneled the air in such a way that it helped you breathe a lot better, and was great for people with breathing problems.
I just have bad sinuses, but this thing made me feel like a kid again, it helped me breathe so well. I came back in the store several times to sample it, and Hitchcock started poking fun at me for how many times I did it.
His store was mostly empty on the inside, except for some boxes and some things at the register, but the front of it was full of things, and interesting. The only things I remember clearly were holograms that you could purchase. You could have a holographic christmas tree that looked real until you noticed it was translucent and you could put your hand through it, or a holographic radio tower about the size of the christmas tree.
I finally offered to buy the toy gun because it helped me breathe so well, and Hitchcock was complaining that he'd been trying to sell it for months. It was expensive for a toy gun; $20, but worth it to me. I took it home to the old house of my childhood and showed it to my mom. She said it was interesting, but didn't trust it because Alfred Hitchcock sold it to me.
At some point I began to dream that I had dreamt all of this because there was an infommercial on about toy guns with previews to a Hitchcock movie on in between. (I don't even actually have a TV in my room.) I was surprised to find though, that I still had the toy gun, as though I had managed to hold on to it from the dream dimension into reality (which of course was still a dream.)
Additional Comments:
I haven't seen a Hitchcock movie in ages. I think it's funny how my mind just pulls these things out of nowhere sometimes.
