Candy Hearts Holiday July 20, 2011
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: candy hearts, Chris, christmas, dark, Dreaming, Dreams, food, holiday, Sweethearts (candy), valentines day
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It was the eve of some kind of holiday. It wasn’t Christmas or Valentine’s Day, it may have even been a holiday that only exists in my dream, but it stood for togetherness and it was a time to spread love and goodwill.
Chris had come over as a surprise because he thought it would be nice to spend the evening together. I wasn’t expecting him to come over at all and when I opened the door to see him I wasn’t exactly excited. He asked if something was wrong and I explained that there was something that I did on this night every year that no one knew about. He asked if I would tell him what it was. I was very reluctant to tell him as I was aware it was a weird thing to do. Eventually he got me to agree to tell him what I did every year.
To help spread the meaning of the holiday, I snuck into all the houses on my road and left a candy heart for every person who lived there. For some reason, no one found this creepy but they also didn’t know who was doing it. I guess the dream just didn’t question it.
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When I finished my explanation, Chris said that he would help me give out the hearts this year. This was a huge relief as it took a lot of time to sneak into all the different houses.
The first house we came to had built an extension over their garage with a metal staircase leading up to it. We could see that there were still lights on downstairs in the house so Chris said he’d go up the stairs and try to get in that way. I waited out in front of the house for him to come back. After what felt like an age, Chris finally came back. I asked if anyone had seen him and he said that it went perfectly smoothly and no one saw him at all.
The next house had their fridge outside in their front garden. I decided this would be an easy way to deliver the candy hearts but I wasn’t sure how many people lived in the house. Chris pointed out that the fridge had people’s names written on it using silver stickers shaped in the different letters. I read through the list and there were way too many names to fit that number of people into the house. We didn’t want to leave them short of hearts though so we just left a full packet in the fridge and moved on.
I can’t remember anything after this but it seemed like an odd holiday whatever it was.
Dreamer xxx
Boat Chase May 8, 2011
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: boat, Canal, Chase, dark, Dreaming, Dreams, water, Waterway
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This dream seemed more like a computer game or a movie than anything else. I don’t think I was me in the dream, I seemed to be a totally different character. I was in some kind of an underground waterway and there were, for want of a better term, some bad guys chasing me.
I may have been a spy or something similar, I’m not all too sure. I knew that I had to get out of there fast because the would soon track me down. I had some kind of accomplice waiting in a canal boat for me so when I found the boat I jumped aboard, told the person to get us out of there and went below deck. Unfortunately the “bad guys” had been closer behind me than I thought and were following us in their own canal boat.
I should point out that neither of the canal boats behaved like they would in real life, both going as fast as motor boats through the underground waterways.
After a while, we rounded a corner and there was a small inlet leading off the main canal. We turned into it before the other boat came around the corner. We followed the inlet and after about a minute we rejoined the main canal but we were now behind the “bad guys”, who hadn’t noticed us turning off and were speeding ahead. We slowed right down to a crawl and let them get as far away from us as possible. We had finally lost them!
I have no idea what happened once we lost them.
Dreamer xxx
Mickey Mouse Shootout September 29, 2010
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: Characters, dark, Dreaming, Dreams, fragment, Gun, mickey mouse, MickeyMouse, shootout
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I still haven’t been remembering any full dreams but I did remember a fragment from a while ago that I never got around to posting.
It was nighttime and I was standing just outside the back door of my house. I was looking at two guys who were both in Mickey Mouse costumes. They both had guns and they shot each other once, causing everyone (who everyone was, I can’t remember) to scream. They shot each other again but instead of shooting a third time they started laughing and threw their arms around each other. They then sank to the ground laughing and threw their guns aside.
I had remained perfectly calm through all this and I started explaining what had happened to the person beside me. Because they were both wearing the same costume, they knew that it was thick enough to stop one bullet, they also knew that every Mickey Mouse wears body armour under the costume to stop the second bullet and they threw their guns away because they knew that the third bullet would actually kill.
Apparently Mickey Mouse armour works a bit like armour in computer games; it disappears after being hit?
Dreamer xxx
Fight June 14, 2010
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: Chris, Confusing, dark, Dreaming, Dreams, drink, fight, ignore, phone, Rebecca, shopping centre, Threatening, upset
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Chris, Rebecca and I were in the shopping centre just walking around. I think it was evening time as it seemed to be getting dark outside. We were just talking away when we stopped outside a computer games shop. These three guys were leaving the shop when out of nowhere Chris started trying to pick a fight with them!
I told him to stop as the guys hadn’t done anything and he didn’t even know them. It was so out of character for him to do this. He put his phone and what looked like an e-reader (even though he doesn’t own one) into these glass pouches attached to the shop window. They were similar to the kind that would hold leaflets. I couldn’t tell if he put them there for safe-keeping or as some sort of prize for winning the fight.
The three guys seemed to be getting angry too and I couldn’t seem to calm Chris down. I didn’t even know why he wanted to fight the guys! Rebecca picked up Chris’ stuff from the glass pouches but the e-reader was now a bottle of coke. She took a drink from it and made a face at me as if to say, “What’s wrong with Chris?” Somehow I managed to drag Chris away from the guys and the three of us continued walking along.
A group of guys that were Chris’ friends (even though I’ve never seen them in real life) suddenly passed us by. Chris went ahead and started talking to one of the guys and walking with them, completely ignoring me. Rebecca had disappeared from the dream at this point. I called after him but he didn’t hear me and walked off with his friends. I was really upset that he would just forget about me like that.
I’m really glad Chris isn’t like that in real life.
Dreamer xxx
Aliens May 27, 2010
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: alien, aliens, Dad, dark, Dreaming, Dreams, fight, Gun, Julie, lucid, lucid dream, mom, Sarah, Scary, Threatening, UFO
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I was at home in our computer room with Sarah and Julie. I think Sarah was on Facebook or something because she was typing out a message. We got into a conversation about the pros and cons of chat-speak as her message was typed using it.
I was saying that I didn’t see the point of chat-speak as you saved a couple of seconds by making your message look horrible and difficult to read. Sarah said that she totally agreed so I asked her why she had used chat-speak. She said that she didn’t use it and when I looked at the message again, it was typed out normally. I don’t know how but one of them had changed the message while we were talking. We dropped the point then and I started looking out the window. Suddenly a UFO flew down the road! It was your typical flying saucer, almost identical to this one:
I jumped up and called the others to come and look. The UFO had now flown up into the sky and joined two others. They seemed to be some distance away from us. We were just wondering what they wanted when they opened fire! They seemed to have the equivalent of machine guns and rocket launchers and were firing on the area they were now above. They hadn’t even tried to communicate with anyone before they started trying to destroy us.
Sarah and Julie disappeared from the dream at this point. I went into the kitchen and I could see my mom out the window sitting on a deck chair in the garden. She was sitting very rigidly with her head slumped down on her chest. I had a bad feeling about what was happening but I tried to call her anyway. I shouted at her from the back door but she didn’t respond. I screamed her name as loud as I could but still to no avail.
I went back inside and locked the door behind me. My dad said that I couldn’t leave her out there. I told him that somehow the aliens had taken her over but he replied that she was still my mother and I couldn’t ignore her. I refused to go outside to bring her in so my dad went out instead.
I was really worried at this point about what would happen to them when I thought to myself, “Don’t worry, it’s just a dream. They’ll be okay”. That changed everything. I now knew I was dreaming (my first ever lucid dream, if I have the definition of a lucid dream right) and I didn’t like it. I wanted to wake up. I didn’t know how to wake up though. I spent a few seconds trying to figure out how to wake up but when I couldn’t I figured I’d have to go along with the dream until I naturally woke up.
I went upstairs and Fergal was there. He told me to hide because the UFOs were planning to attack the house. We couldn’t go outside because of how our mom, and possibly our dad, was acting. We turned off all the lights (it was now dark out) so that the UFOs wouldn’t be able to use our house as some kind of beacon. The only other thing we could think of was to lie flat-out on the landing so that we were shielded by bedrooms on either side of us.
From where I was lying, I caught a glimpse of one of the UFOs with its lights on. It had two small circular lights and one long curved light, which gave it the appearance of a grinning face. They started firing on the house with the machine guns. Fergal and I seem to escape the fire due to where we were lying.
I have no idea what happened after that as I finally woke up.
Dreamer xxx
Tattoo April 24, 2010
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: bandage, Brian, Chris, college, Cowboy X, dark, Dreaming, Dreams, fruits basket, Late, manga, moon, office, Scary, tattoo, Tohru, town, traffic, Whip It
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Chris and I were walking home from somewhere in town. It was nighttime and we passed a venue where three bands were playing. The bands were listed on the door and one of them was Cowboy X (a band I really like). We stopped for a minute to try to hear if it was them playing at that moment but it was some band with a male vocalist.
As we kept going, we passed a tattoo place that was open 24 hours a day. I decided that I was going to get a tattoo (even though in real life I don’t like them at all) so we went up the steps and into the place. I wanted to get a moon of some kind on or around my right shoulder-blade. Chris went in with me and we started looking at the different designs.
I realised I’d be home late if I got it done so I asked him to ring my parents to let them know. They weren’t answering the phone so I told him to try my dad’s mobile. He still got no answer but said he’d keep trying.
The woman who was going to do my tattoo looked like one of the characters from Whip It (the one on the right):
She gave me a book of designs to look through and I found a moon and it was alright but I wasn’t gone on it. The whole thing was weird, it was as if I felt I had to get one done so I may as well get a moon. In the book I saw a manga design and I asked if they had any other designs similar to that. She gave me a different book filled with manga. I then picked one of Tohru from Fruits Basket, which oddly enough, was almost identical to this:
The woman then asked me whereabouts did I want the tattoo. I said I couldn’t really describe it so I’d show her on her back. She turned around and I pointed out the spot on her back. She said that she knew exactly where I meant. I’m not sure where Chris was at this point, I assume he was still on the phone but I don’t know.
I took off my top anyway and she started doing the tattoo. Apparently she had to something to prepare me before she started the actual tattoo (I have zero knowledge of how it’s actually done so how realistic any of this is I just don’t know). I was really scared but she was so practical that I didn’t want to tell her. I wished that Chris was there to comfort me but he was still outside.
After about five minutes the woman stopped whatever she was doing to my back. I asked was she finished already. She laughed and said that she hadn’t started yet but I needed to give my skin time to accept the work she’d just done on it (I really wish I could remember what she did). She put a bandage on it and brought me into what looked like a cross between a sitting room and an office.
She told me it would take quite a while to complete. I said that I was aware that it took time. She then went on to say that it would take all night and most of the next day too. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing! I asked her was she sure it would take that long. She assured me it would as tattooing manga was a more intricate procedure than normal tattoos.
My mind raced as I tried to remember if I had any plans for the next day. I knew that I had college and I couldn’t afford to miss it. I told the woman that I just couldn’t give up that much time. She seemed used to people giving her this reaction. She nodded and told me that the preparation she had done would gradually disappear in the next 24 hours so I had no need to worry. I apologized for wasting her time but she didn’t seem bothered at all.
Chris seems to have completely disappeared from the dream at this point as I was walking home on my own (from town?!). It was bright out now so I can only assume it was the next morning. I bumped into Brian who appeared to be directing traffic. Why he was doing this, I have no idea but it seemed to be perfectly normal in the dream.
We started talking and he asked me what I had been doing in town. Somehow I pulled down the back of my top and showed him the bandage on my back. I explained what had happened and he started laughing. He said he couldn’t picture me with a tattoo anyway so it was probably a good thing I changed my mind! I agreed with him and said that it didn’t feel right anyway. I think I woke up then.
I think this dream came about because I was reading a book before bed where one of the main characters has loads of tattoos…
Dreamer xxx
Shopping on Campus April 11, 2010
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: boring, campus, car, Chris, clothes, college, competition, cousin, Dad, dark, Dreaming, Dreams, Fergal, laptop, library, mom, money, photo, pink, rubbish, shoes, shop, shopping, shopping centre
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It was dark and I was in a car with Fergal and my dad. Fergal was the one driving even though he doesn’t know how to drive in real life. We were in a housing estate and Fergal was trying to find a way to bring the car through but every turning he took led to a dead-end. Eventually we decided it’d be quicker to park somewhere and walk through.
As we were walking, we passed what looked like a photo booth. Upon entering, it turned out to be something along the lines of a slot machine. Fergal gave it a go but didn’t win anything. Him and my dad started walking ahead then. I put a euro into the machine and the screen said that I had won €850! It printed out a slip and there were instructions on-screen as to where I could cash it in. There was a woman behind me who wanted to use the machine and tried to hurry me out. I made sure I finished reading the instructions and then ran to catch up with the other two.
It was now daytime in the dream but it wasn’t a case of enough time passing that the sun had come up, it was more like it had always been daytime. As we walked through the housing estate, the bins were out for collection. Only the green bins and the compost bins were out though.
My dad found a load of rubbish on the ground, I can’t remember what it was, and he went to put it in a bin. Whatever it was, it wasn’t suitable to go into the green or the brown bin so he ended up leaving it balanced on top of two bins. Fergal then took a huge piece of plastic out of nowhere. It looked like the lid of a dispensed drink but it was about the size of a pizza. He asked what he’d do with that and both my dad and I looked at him like he was crazy. My dad said to put it back wherever he’d found it.
We walked through a gateway and finally made it to our destination, which turned out to be my college. Apparently there was a huge shopping centre on campus that everyone wanted to go to. Fergal and my dad were going to different shops than I was so we said we’d meet up later.
I had to return some books to the library before I could go shopping so I started walking in that direction. On my way I was stopped by someone campaigning for one of the nominees for student president. They went off on a really long speech about why I should vote for the person. I got really bored and impatient so I interrupted them by asking who it was they were talking about again. The person was shocked and said, “But I’ve been telling you about them for ten minutes! You mean to say you really have no idea who I mean?” I nodded and said that I’d just gone blank. The person got really dispirited and just walked away.
I finally got to the library and there were about three pink laptops just left lying around the reception. I thought that it was a really stupid thing to do as anyone could just take them. As I was thinking this, three girls came down the stairs with coffees in their hands saying that they’d had such a lovely break.
The next bit I remember is meeting my mom in one of the shops on campus. She was looking at a load of photo frames and saying that we should get one for my cousin because she’d just had her second baby and there was room for two pictures in the frame. I said we should get one for my other cousin to because they had cute ones with space for one picture too and she only has one baby.
Suddenly the cousin with one baby was there and my mom asked her would she like the photo frame as a present. I couldn’t believe she was asking her about it as it was going to be a surprise. My mom’s excuse was that she was no good at surprises anyway.
I’m not sure where it came from but I was now carrying a robe in my arms and trying not to let it trail along the ground. My mom had decided to get the photo frames and had them in a basket. We bumped into Chris then who was looking for a new pair of shoes for his little brother. He wasn’t sure which ones to get so I said I’d help him pick some.
That was the last thing I remember, the €850 thing seemed to just fade into the background…
Dreamer xxx
Manchester Trip January 19, 2010
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: Chris, cold, dark, docks, Dreaming, Dreams, fans, food, hungry, manchester, music, office, old trafford, pasta, pizza, red, shopping centre, water, Work
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Chris and I were in Manchester but he had to go somewhere for the day so I was wandering around the place myself. It didn’t look anything like Manchester does in real life. Someone asked me did I know how to get to Old Trafford. I told them we were actually standing across the road from it and it was the door that was painted red and the door beside it led to one of the shopping centres.
Suddenly it was getting dark and I realised I was hungry. I didn’t know what time Chris would be back and I was trying to decide whether to wait for him or to go get pizza. I had wandered down to the docks (I’m aware Manchester isn’t really by the sea) and I wasn’t sure how to get to my favourite pizza restaurant from there.
Then, out of nowhere, Chris appeared. He was asking me what I was doing down at the docks and I said I had just kind of ended up here. I was going to go for pizza but I wasn’t sure of the way and it was getting dark so I was just about to go home. I asked him if he’d eaten and he said that he’d gotten subway. I was like, “Ugh so I could’ve gone for food ages ago”. Chris said that he knew the way to the restaurant though so we’d go for pizza anyway.
Then the dream changed entirely and I was working in some kind of office where I had to compose tunes. I’m not sure what the tunes were to be used for but it might have been advertisements. I had come up with a tune earlier but had forgotten to write it down. My deadline was the end of the day and I knew I had to come up with something.
I bumped into a guy I know from work on the stairs and we got talking about trying to compose our tunes. He said something that clicked in my head and made me remember my tune! It was called artificially hoping or fake hope or something like that. I remembered that I’d somehow made the beat from two fans in my office that clicked at different times. I ran back down the stairs to write it down while it was still in my head.
Having made my deadline I decided it was time for a snack (a very food orientated dream!) so I went to the food storeroom to get some sauce to put on the bag of pasta I had brought with me. The storeroom was really cold and a bit damp. I found the jar of sauce I wanted but every time I went to grab it, a drop of really cold condensation fell on my hand and caused me to withdraw my arm.
I tried looking around for another jar of it but I couldn’t find any. Then I couldn’t even find the original jar anywhere. Two guys came into the storeroom looking for something and they couldn’t find what they wanted either. It was really weird and eventually we all gave up.
I wasn’t even that hungry when I woke up despite dreaming about so much food! I do want pizza though…
Dreamer xxx
Cannibal Boss November 20, 2009
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: Active, boss, cannibal, Chase, Cinema, dark, Dreaming, Dreams, escape, food, heels, hotel, Joanne, manager, night, run, shoes, Work
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I was in this huge old-fashioned house along with everyone from work. Apparently it was our manager’s house and she wouldn’t let us leave. Everyone was just wandering around the house on their own. Somehow we knew that she was a cannibal and wanted to eat us. Not like she was chasing us around with knives or something but she was just keeping us there so she’d have a constant supply of food.
Everyone seemed very resigned to the fact that she was going to eat us because “that’s just what she does”. I figured that there must be a way of escaping the house so I started to look around. I bumped into another guy from work (can’t remember who) and he said he was looking for a way out too. I wished him luck but we decided to go it on our own because we thought forming a group would be too obvious and much more likely to fail.
I wandered down a corridor and I was looking at the paintings on the wall. Suddenly I was pulling one of them off the wall and there was a window behind it. I could see that it was nighttime outside. I slipped through the window and started running. Then Joanne was running beside me for some reason.
Out of nowhere my manager came chasing behind us. For some reason she was wearing a pair of kitten heels and they made a loud clicking sound with every step she took. As she was running, she said, “Oh I do love my new shoes!” in such a creepily happy way. Joanne and I were running towards a nearby hotel because we’d be safe there. I woke up before we reached it…or before she caught us.
Wonder how many people dream that their boss wants to eat them…
Dreamer xxx
Ambush November 16, 2009
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: ambush, books, box, Chase, Chris, Confusing, cosplay, crate, dark, Dreaming, Dreams, fight, food, night, park, Scary, steal, stolen, teacher, wig
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I can only remember half of this dream. I was in town somewhere at night and I was cosplaying. Some guy ran up to me and tried to pull my wig off my head and steal it. I wouldn’t let him and I held it on my head as he was pulling out of it. I started shouting to passers by to help me when I saw my old Irish and German teacher walking by. I called her name to help me but when she turned to face me, the guy fled.
I knew that he was still going to be after me though so I went into a nearby shop (I know it sold food, but I’m not sure what…could’ve been a butcher’s). For some reason I started saying that they’d given me the wrong order the previous day and I wanted a replacement. He handed me a blue box supposedly filled with the replacement. I went through town quickly because I thought that the guy was chasing me. I decided to set a trap for him with the stuff I’d gotten from the shop.
I reached a small park and placed the box, which was now the size of a crate, in the middle of a clearing. Suddenly a guy came up and started looking through the box. I thought he was the guy who had tried to steal my wig but before I could confront him, I realised it was Chris. I was completely confused until I looked in the box and saw that it was full of books on anthropology and stuff. I thought to myself that I’d need something different to catch a thief with. I told Chris he could keep the books, they weren’t what I needed.
Weird dream.
Dreamer xxx
