last night i had this dream, it was scarier than most of the dreams i have been having lately but it's better than the last few i can remember and much better than most i had anywhere over a year ago.
i can't remember the start but i walked into a olden style small house and the first thing that caught my attention was a child, a young boy of about 2 and a half who was hanging from a noose low to the ground (only about half a foot off it.) for some reason he looked just fine, like he could still breath, so i looked at the young woman standing nearby wearing an old style dress, she was obviously his mother, for some reason i also knew that it was she who had done that to him. she looked scared but as though she intended to leave him hanging there. there was also a young girl of about three and a half standing about a meter away from him. also wearing a old fashioned 1800's dress. she looked terrified. the young mum seemed to be crying.
i noticed that the young boy had started going blue, he was panicking like crazy, thrashing his arms and legs around and swinging a bit, i ran to pick him up so he wouldn't die and the mum yelled "NO!" but i had hold of him, and he bit me, and i tried to hang on but he bit me again, and i droped him and his face was red but he was breathing again. his mum was like "he is a werewolf, he must die." and i suddenly felt like eating his sister, he was starting to go blue again, and i could see that he was growing a snout, and his face was starting to look wolf like.
i really felt like eating his sister, but i knew it would be wrong and harmful, i could tell the mum was scared of me cause i was now a werewolf too, but i was just like, "i feel the urge to eat you but i can resist it. if we stop him from dieing, we could teach him to resist this urge too." so i held him up again, this time he sort of nudged me with his snout but did not try to eat me. he did try to eat his sister though.
i cant remember what happened after that. but somehow ...
the young werewolf boy and i were at a party some time in the future and i had to hold him the whole time so that he would not bite anybody else. there were people coming up to me but i could not enjoy the party because i was holding the werewolf boy. there was the broken window of a four story apartment building behind us and we were pritty much around the corner from most of the action at the party.
just around the corner from where we were sitting there was a really big industrial like shopping center. for some reason it was 400 years in the future. i don't know what happened to the werewolf boy, perhaps i took him into the shops or perhaps he no longer existed in the beginning.
i was talking to the people working in the shop, there had been many protests on the price of food in this place, i was in some ways involved in these protests as one of the many poor people living in the vicinity, we simply could not afford to pay for good food at the prices they were charging. anyhow i was talking to one of the people who worked there, (there was an entire race/species of people who worked there) originally they flew to earth but earth had some chemical that prevented their flight from getting high. most of the people from earth lived on mars, the people from mars invaded Venus which was where most of the low paid workers of earth were originally from. people from earth originally could get the dole or something like it and be poorer than the low paid workers but not have to work and no one wanted to employ us cause they were great workers.
they were telling me that their wage had been dropped from 23 dollars which was worth about what 4 dollars is worth these days to just 16 dollars to accommodate for the only slightly more affordable food prices. it seemed so slack that they could not even afford what they needed from the place that paid them. there had to be another place they could cut the prices to make it affordable to all. suddenly ALL of them, the entire species of low paid workers decided to strike or protest against the company of massive shop thing. they flew off with red flames shooting out of their boots as they flew up and down inside earths polluted atmosphere in syncracy.
i cant remember anymore because i was woken up.
games times 2
Hey hey, so I had this dream last night (well this morning actually) and the Simpson’s were in it. Like homer told this really 'great' story (totally boring) to Lisa but she was older, and all the way through it there was letters floating adding to letters that were actually written. At the end of it Lisa wrote pig in highlighter on homers door and a letter wing appeared at the end of it looking like it was meant as an angel pig.
then I went out into like a foyer where all the young people were playing games and stuff, and they were looking for a new game to play, so my boyfriend suggested they play the game he made up last time, something like pool, only with ten balls, where the spectators keep the score and where over each pocket suspended upon a stick there is a ball which you have to knock off with the white ball and then sink.
they started playing this game when one of the boys (who looked about ten years old) said he had a variation of the game it was called the same thing but with a 2 at the end of it.
This version of the game involved two of the boys taking swords, and the boy who suggested it taking a torch. They had a sketch in pencil of this much. then the boy who suggested it would have to battle his way around the cliff bottoms of a wicked sea during a storm around sunset or across a few days and nights, some of this swimming through waves that are crashing against the rocks, then climb upon this rock in the sea that is directly under this overhanging cliff where the other boy bust journey to through the scrub of the cliffs from above, that boy was more likely to reach his destination first, he was to take post at this overhang, dangling his sword upon the edge trying to hold onto it for as long as he could. (He would eventually fall asleep) (Or this is what he was told after he told the other boy that he would not drop a sword to stab him.) The boy who had to make the lower journey around and through the water had to keep the torch alight until he reached the point where his friend would drop it, where he would have to position it so that the sword would put it out. If he missed or did not get there in time or the flame was put out earlier then they would have failed the game. (Although I could see that the boy was planning to get stabbed with the sword.)
I tried to stop them (and so did my boyfriend) but they had the support of all the people their age, so they set off.
it was another section of the dream (stuff had happened between but I cant remember what it was.) and I was in the markets with my family, and they were playing the pool game that my boyfriend had created, and I was playing a game boy game, in which I had to arrange furniture in a squishy room to fit the design that the occupants wanted. On my game boy a sign came up to say that the next version of the game I was playing was available, did I want to download it? It was the game that the boys had made up. For some reason there was a helicopter. I tried to go and stop them again. Because I had forgotten about it until then. But I didn’t get to because their merchandise had spread so far, even though I think I had a chopper. I don’t know what happened to them.
((please do not try the game they created, there are better forms of suicide, but please don’t try them either.)))
then I went out into like a foyer where all the young people were playing games and stuff, and they were looking for a new game to play, so my boyfriend suggested they play the game he made up last time, something like pool, only with ten balls, where the spectators keep the score and where over each pocket suspended upon a stick there is a ball which you have to knock off with the white ball and then sink.
they started playing this game when one of the boys (who looked about ten years old) said he had a variation of the game it was called the same thing but with a 2 at the end of it.
This version of the game involved two of the boys taking swords, and the boy who suggested it taking a torch. They had a sketch in pencil of this much. then the boy who suggested it would have to battle his way around the cliff bottoms of a wicked sea during a storm around sunset or across a few days and nights, some of this swimming through waves that are crashing against the rocks, then climb upon this rock in the sea that is directly under this overhanging cliff where the other boy bust journey to through the scrub of the cliffs from above, that boy was more likely to reach his destination first, he was to take post at this overhang, dangling his sword upon the edge trying to hold onto it for as long as he could. (He would eventually fall asleep) (Or this is what he was told after he told the other boy that he would not drop a sword to stab him.) The boy who had to make the lower journey around and through the water had to keep the torch alight until he reached the point where his friend would drop it, where he would have to position it so that the sword would put it out. If he missed or did not get there in time or the flame was put out earlier then they would have failed the game. (Although I could see that the boy was planning to get stabbed with the sword.)
I tried to stop them (and so did my boyfriend) but they had the support of all the people their age, so they set off.
it was another section of the dream (stuff had happened between but I cant remember what it was.) and I was in the markets with my family, and they were playing the pool game that my boyfriend had created, and I was playing a game boy game, in which I had to arrange furniture in a squishy room to fit the design that the occupants wanted. On my game boy a sign came up to say that the next version of the game I was playing was available, did I want to download it? It was the game that the boys had made up. For some reason there was a helicopter. I tried to go and stop them again. Because I had forgotten about it until then. But I didn’t get to because their merchandise had spread so far, even though I think I had a chopper. I don’t know what happened to them.
((please do not try the game they created, there are better forms of suicide, but please don’t try them either.)))
Saw (a horror movie) (avoiding nightmares)
i watched "saw" last night, and as so many people say they do, i had a dream relating to the movie.
it made me remember why i used to watch scary movies and read scary books, because when i do my dreams are not as scary.
i dreamt i was on a OH&S tour of saw sights. that is to say a safety tour of the scenes where we learnt what to do if we ever found our self in a situation similar to the ones the killer put people in.
it was actually quite fun. the tour guide showed us around different setups he had used and we pointed out that the timeline to create panic was one of the things used that made people unable to think logically and find themselves an escape route. we were told that he had never used the same set up twice and most setups were relevant to the 'victim' so we were told to think of a possible setup that we may be put in and think of ways to escape it. there was even a cool train ride between scenes and a tiny touch of the appreciate what you got thing that the murderer was trying to get at. the theory that if we appreciated life then we would be less likely to find ourselves in such situations, but for those of us who cant this is what to do when you wake up in it.
i guess its hard to explain but as it was only a safety tour it was not a scary dream i got to hang with my friends and avoid a psychopath.
it made me remember why i used to watch scary movies and read scary books, because when i do my dreams are not as scary.
i dreamt i was on a OH&S tour of saw sights. that is to say a safety tour of the scenes where we learnt what to do if we ever found our self in a situation similar to the ones the killer put people in.
it was actually quite fun. the tour guide showed us around different setups he had used and we pointed out that the timeline to create panic was one of the things used that made people unable to think logically and find themselves an escape route. we were told that he had never used the same set up twice and most setups were relevant to the 'victim' so we were told to think of a possible setup that we may be put in and think of ways to escape it. there was even a cool train ride between scenes and a tiny touch of the appreciate what you got thing that the murderer was trying to get at. the theory that if we appreciated life then we would be less likely to find ourselves in such situations, but for those of us who cant this is what to do when you wake up in it.
i guess its hard to explain but as it was only a safety tour it was not a scary dream i got to hang with my friends and avoid a psychopath.
The Stick Figgure
ok so i was half asleep and in my half asslep state i was attacked, by a stick figgure. AAHH!
ok so i see you thinking, stick figgures are flimsy there is no way you wouldnt win a fight. but thing was i couldnt get a hold of him. every time i went to give him a blow he would move slightly and no longer be there. his twig like hands really hurt my face, and every time i got him he pulled out of my grip. i couldnt hold him.
it was slightly painfull and very frustrating.
P.S. dont bother analysing this one, thinking about what i was thinking as i sliped into my half sleep i know EXACTLY what its about.
ok so i see you thinking, stick figgures are flimsy there is no way you wouldnt win a fight. but thing was i couldnt get a hold of him. every time i went to give him a blow he would move slightly and no longer be there. his twig like hands really hurt my face, and every time i got him he pulled out of my grip. i couldnt hold him.
it was slightly painfull and very frustrating.
P.S. dont bother analysing this one, thinking about what i was thinking as i sliped into my half sleep i know EXACTLY what its about.
Scary face of a dead boy
i was at this street near my place and there was this boy sitting in the middle of the (it was night) road, and cars and trucks were swerving around him, and he was all like 'one of them is going to hit me' and his friend was trying to pull him off the road and his other friend was screaming at him from the side of the road, i knew one of his friends from tafe (its like college for trades for you uneducated people out there) and somehow we ended up back at my place because my parents were out holidaying and my brother was at a friends place and we were just sitting in the dining room and the guy that was on the road was sitting under a chair talking with the other person who was sitting under the table drinking a beer. and i was sitting on a chair talking with the guy i knew and i was just looking over at them saying we should see how they are when the guy under the chair shot himself and it didnt make any noise but he fell sideways towards me and even though he shot his head his head was still together but he was dead and his face was gray and his eyes had sags bags till halfway down his head.
and then at some point the cops were coming and we had to get all his friends there before the cops arrived (i think it was to question them and 'debrief' them) and i was like maybe we should cover him up so his friends dont have to look at him. and the guy who was drinking was fat so he sat on him and was like 'that better' and smiled and all while his other friend looked sick. i was like i meant with a cloth or something. and the fat guy sat down on the couch that was where the table had been and looked at the dead guy and looked all sad and freaked, they sort of took it in turns to tell jokes and freak out. acting like the other guys jokes were not funny cause 'look' but then going lets lighten the mood. 'he farted' as friends arived they sort of did the same thing.
i remember people going to hang out in the shed, as the cops interviewed people, i told the cops my part, (it was my house) and they wanted me to point out the guy that had been under the table and i tried to find him i found a guy drinking the same thing he had been but he said it wasnt him, all i could remember was what he was drinking.
when i woke up i wondered how i could have got to sleep in my room after that had happened. then i realised it was just a dream. (bad dream.)
and then at some point the cops were coming and we had to get all his friends there before the cops arrived (i think it was to question them and 'debrief' them) and i was like maybe we should cover him up so his friends dont have to look at him. and the guy who was drinking was fat so he sat on him and was like 'that better' and smiled and all while his other friend looked sick. i was like i meant with a cloth or something. and the fat guy sat down on the couch that was where the table had been and looked at the dead guy and looked all sad and freaked, they sort of took it in turns to tell jokes and freak out. acting like the other guys jokes were not funny cause 'look' but then going lets lighten the mood. 'he farted' as friends arived they sort of did the same thing.
i remember people going to hang out in the shed, as the cops interviewed people, i told the cops my part, (it was my house) and they wanted me to point out the guy that had been under the table and i tried to find him i found a guy drinking the same thing he had been but he said it wasnt him, all i could remember was what he was drinking.
when i woke up i wondered how i could have got to sleep in my room after that had happened. then i realised it was just a dream. (bad dream.)
the happy, the grousome and the wierd
age:19
year: 1007
time of year: spring
all in one dream, somehow they fitted together but i don't know how anymore.
the Happy
i was walking in the rain with my friends from high school (who in real life i haven't seen in ages) and i was dancing in a jumping around in circles way and singing to this new foo fighters song that was playing in the air. and there was water up to just above my ankles and as i finished my dance i fell into the water on purpose. then my friend goes i love doing that we both jump in circles around our other friends and fall in the water. i felt fantastically happy. (i miss 'em) and just great.
The Gruesome
there was this kid of about 11 who was psycho and i was suposed to take care of him along with several other mentally challenged kids. and he got this kid who had just learnt to swim to show his parents how he could swim. his parents were on the other side of the fence and the kid was scared of the pool cleaner.
the kid climbed into the pool and started to swim when the psycho kid threw in 4 pool cleaners which started to attack him.
i had to jump into the pool to stop them from drowning him.
the psycho kid had just got out of this institution where he would get away with killing people without any consequences and he was looking for ways to do this in this lifestyle.
while i was rescuing the drowning kid, this young girl from the group went up to the psycho one and told him she knew what he had done, and that it would have been ok if he had tied the kids head down when he chopped it off with the blunt axe but because he didn't tie his head down and he kept moving and he couldn't get the same spot twice and actually kill the kid for about an hour. but he hadn't and i could see all the blood and the blunt axe and the face of this dying kid. and the psycho's face and his enjoyment and i felt sick.
The Weird
i woke up in my room, because my music was playing so loudly.
i tried to turn it down but i accidental turned on a pin point light instead and lit up all these disks that were hanging from the ceiling of my room like disco lights but hanging lights not balls.
then this guy from work walked into the room and said something about that he knew why i was in bed now and that was fine.
i had no idea how they got there, (or that i was dreaming) but i felt normal and they were pretty so i didn't mind.
year: 1007
time of year: spring
all in one dream, somehow they fitted together but i don't know how anymore.
the Happy
i was walking in the rain with my friends from high school (who in real life i haven't seen in ages) and i was dancing in a jumping around in circles way and singing to this new foo fighters song that was playing in the air. and there was water up to just above my ankles and as i finished my dance i fell into the water on purpose. then my friend goes i love doing that we both jump in circles around our other friends and fall in the water. i felt fantastically happy. (i miss 'em) and just great.
The Gruesome
there was this kid of about 11 who was psycho and i was suposed to take care of him along with several other mentally challenged kids. and he got this kid who had just learnt to swim to show his parents how he could swim. his parents were on the other side of the fence and the kid was scared of the pool cleaner.
the kid climbed into the pool and started to swim when the psycho kid threw in 4 pool cleaners which started to attack him.
i had to jump into the pool to stop them from drowning him.
the psycho kid had just got out of this institution where he would get away with killing people without any consequences and he was looking for ways to do this in this lifestyle.
while i was rescuing the drowning kid, this young girl from the group went up to the psycho one and told him she knew what he had done, and that it would have been ok if he had tied the kids head down when he chopped it off with the blunt axe but because he didn't tie his head down and he kept moving and he couldn't get the same spot twice and actually kill the kid for about an hour. but he hadn't and i could see all the blood and the blunt axe and the face of this dying kid. and the psycho's face and his enjoyment and i felt sick.
The Weird
i woke up in my room, because my music was playing so loudly.
i tried to turn it down but i accidental turned on a pin point light instead and lit up all these disks that were hanging from the ceiling of my room like disco lights but hanging lights not balls.
then this guy from work walked into the room and said something about that he knew why i was in bed now and that was fine.
i had no idea how they got there, (or that i was dreaming) but i felt normal and they were pretty so i didn't mind.
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