March 19 - Moon

Quite the dream last night. Another one of those long dreams with the shifting contexts and bizarre twists.

Starts out with some stuff that I don't remember. But then I'm driving in this bus and I start getting this extreme lurching sort of paralysis where unless my joints are all bent at approximately half their capacity TO bend, they lock up and give me extreme pain. So there's this funky scene where a bunch of ambulences show up and do SOMETHING or other with colored hoops, and then the dream takes an abrupt turn for the supernatural.

Turns out there's some force out there giving me this joint problem. There's this cool prophecy that I remember was cool but don't actually remember (it's disappointing how often that happens), and then I get in a fight for this file folder where it's stored. I get it and it turns out that this prophecy comes with pages and pages of rules for some weird game. If I can solve some sort of logical conundrum, I can play the game against someone. If I win, I'm cured, if I lose, I die. It's sort of like a grid-like game with some glyphs and stuff. Apparently I have to jump from square to square in a certain fashion. If I land on certain squares, I gain a certain number of lives. If I land on others, I lose them. I win if I get 7 lives, and lose if I run out. I remember that there was a second player to the game, and yet the rules as I remember it and just told you, you'll notice, have nothing to do with more than one player. Maybe the second player messes around with my movements or something.

Anyway, suddenly this woman shows up. Apparently I'm a woman in this dream, because I have a boyfriend who suddenly starts getting hypnotized into a gullible moron who believes anything this woman says even if it's a blatant lie. So there's this whole scene where me and my boyfriend start not getting along very well. Then, all of a sudden, in a bizarre twist befitting my long line of bizarre dream twists, it turns out this is a role-playing game of some kind, because I suddenly say to my boyfriend something like "Man, this gameplay style is kindof annoying. It mixes IC [in character] with OOC [out of character] and it's hard to tell our real feelings." Something weird like that that made no sense in the previous context of the dream (actually, it doesn't really make sense in the rest of the context of the dream either, come to think of it). Anyway, suddenly my boyfriend starts kissing my arm. It's really bizarre. Anway, I kindof recall getting married at this point and then we take our honeymoon on the moon.

So we end up on the moon, right? So there's these little green bugs or something fleeing in droves from this forest. We ask the bugs where we should be going, and then the bugs tell us to follow the RED bug who's walking backwards. Anyway, we do that and we reach the forest. Apparently the forest is the power source for this bad guy that was giving me this lurching paralysis that mysteriously got cured despite me actually not having gone through the supposedly required hoops.

Anyway, there's this really awesome music playing in the background (yup, my dreams have a soundtrack). I don't remember much of it, but it kindof reminds me of the musical style of the Rohan theme from the Lord of the Rings movie, or else the musical style of the dude who composed for Firefly. Anyway, I throw this match at the forest, it lights on fire, and I wake up.

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Freud would have fun with this one. I mean, I'm a girl in it. With a boyfriend. But Freud is a pathetic nutjob.

March 16 - Teeth / Apocalypse / Eyes

Dream #1: Teeth

Well, there's a couple details here, but the gist is that I dreamt I was REALLY obscenely tired (like, opening my eyes was hard work and it was highly bleary), and that my teeth were dangerously loose. Then I dreamt that I woke up and was lying in bed and my teeth were loose and some had come out and were floating around in the mess that was my mouth in early morning. Then I realize that there's a bunch of teeth in my mouth, reach up, but the movement parallels in real life and it wakes me up and I realize that I was dreaming the whole thing.


Dream #2: Apocalypse

So. Kind of a long-ish dream here. Let's see if I remember it all.

Starts out at some point with this scene in a courtyard kind of deal. There's the base of an elevator shaft for some reason and various emergency exits and stuff. Don't remember all the details and don't care to: this only sets up the rest of the dream.

So I go inside the building and apparently it's kindof a cross between a dorm and a summer-camp type of weirdness. It's time to go to sleep and there's this large array of bunks surrounding a central shaft, sortof like a hotel atrium. So I'm going up to my bunk and apparently people make fun of me because my bunk is dirty, but I get in, and for some reason am rolling around in it, and there's this girl who shoves me and I go flying off and into the space over the shaft, I fall and scream something like "HELP ME!" and then I hit the ground. I kindof think this is when this mysterious woman who apparently was SUPPOSED to be in my bunk instead of me says something like "the time stream has been altered. Now I am done for." and I'm lying on the ground with broken bones and for some reason I don't understand everyone is running around as if it was some huge deal. I see a friend from high school who comes over and I raise my arm or something to tell them that I'm alive. There's some sort of funny stuff happening and there's more friends from high school, and then I go unconscious.

When I wake up Mr. Exposition kicks in and I'm told that as a result of my falling, some missiles got launched at this thing in the middle of the ceiling (there's this whole little backstory about how someone was trying to help me out and launched the emergency stash of missiles instead) and it turns out that the launch automatically triggered more launch of missiles, which went to various places in Europe I think that caused casualties, except the missiles owned by Israel, which got launched toward some country in South Asia. So apparently there's millions of casualties and I feel like it's all my fault but then I remmeber this woman and it turns out that actually no, it's HER fault. There's this whole scene where I try various strategies to get everyone out of the dorm, because apparently there's high levels of radiation or something. Various stuff happens and I end up getting out, following one of my friends from high school around. We end up in some new location but then there's this backtrack thing and my friend ends up apparently back where we started inside the exclusion zone, but this time it's a pair of houses in each other's back yard, and I go inside after the girl and we pick up these huge stashes of candy bars, because apparently they were left behind and they'll improve morale, and then just about everyone else (at this point, pretty much all people I knew from high school) shows up to start collecting stuff and they remark about how altruistic the two of us are, gathering candy bars for them.

There's kindof a time skip here and other than some sort of tour of some sort of facility where there's these four dudes whose police badges are only visible when they glow in the dark, except that that's actually only true of one of them and we don't know which one, and some really hard-core post-apocalyptic accomodations, we end up traveling back in time to fix this whole thing.

We end up back in the original zone of the disaster, only now apparently the whole thing was instigated by a pair of characters from Angel (sometimes it's Angel and Cordelia, sometimes it's Wesley and Fred) kissing. We manage to prevent this from happening, and there's this whole thing about a hugely bright light, and then it's fixed and everyone starts clapping. Since nobody is supposed to know that we just kindof saved the world, this is a bit of a plot hole. And then the entire gang of us points out that this is a plot hole in one of the stranger moments of this whole situation.

And then we all live happily ever after and the dream ends.


Dream #3: Eyes

Various details escape my recall here, but one scene is towards the end of the dream and is burned in my memory. Something about a mom named Joyce. This part of the dream is being narrated by her daughter's diary and I kind of think this is supposed to be related to Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Anyway, the daughter is talking about her mom, using some strange language like "arkbuilder" and "tanner". Apparently she has some mixed feelings, somewhere between "well, she's a nice, strong woman" and "she's really annoying." In any case, the daughter ends up describing her eyes, which look really creepy. Here's my memory of the image.

Obviously that's not exactly what it looked like, but the central part is pretty accurate and I do remember that there was this sort of web of white strands surrounding it.

That is not a normal-looking eye. At all.

Dream Signs - Pain / School

Well, it's kindof early to say on some of these things, but I think I can conclude on a couple new dreams signs.

1. Pain. It shows up when I die, and it's shown up a couple times since then. I can conclude at this point, I believe, that if I experience a great amount of pain and don't particularly care, I'm probably dreaming.
2. School. I'm not in high school anymore. And yet I find dreams about it. Dreams about a gymnasium, me going to high school, a high school classroom. If I'm back in high school, I'm probably dreaming.
   

March 10 - Islam / Hospital

Dream #1: Islam and Politics

Sort of a religious dream, which is weird for me. It begins with me at home in the dark, in a sort of nod to the meta. I wake up, and apparently it’s time to go to school in the morning. I’m following my brother to school, only in my dream my brother isn’t my actual brother, it’s one of my friends from school. They’re running on ahead and I’m desperately trying to keep up. There’s this little interlude where I ask them about their dream, and we talk about how our dreams were about Barack Obama and Hilary Clinton holding an election at a street intersection. Apparently Barack Obama had the vote stolen from under him or something. Anyway, I’m following my brother/friend to school and he’s running on ahead, I yell that he knows I’m not an endurance runner like him, when suddenly he veers off to the side, and then I am suddenly running past my house again, and I go inside, and my parents are there and my brother is playing the piano. I go in and am eating breakfast, and I talk to my parents about church. Apparently it has since become Sunday. I’m apparently raised Muslim in the dream, and I ask whether or not it is typical to ask for forgiveness of transgressions on the “day of divinity”. Apparently it is, and it feels slightly weird to me because of my aforementioned Muslim upbringing. I start to wonder why the heck I dreamt about this practice in my dream, and then I wake up.


Dream #2: Paralysis and Hospital

Don’t remember how this dream started. At some point I find myself on a bus, and apparently I’m like a fugitive or something, because I end up having to use this paralytic on someone and take them onto the bus, but it backfires on me because the paralytic causes them to bleed whenever their muscles shift position and it gets gruesome pretty fast. So I have to take them to the hospital. We drive the bus to the hospital, but it’s not a normal hospital. We enter via the ER entrance and are told that they’ll be people to help carry the person in, but we find ourselves in one of those discount grocery stores with the concrete floor and stuff. We pass through that area and find ourselves in a high school gymnasium. We wander around for a while and get lost looking for the actual hospital area. We find ourselves in this really ruined tumble-down brick place, with pennies taped to the wall for some reason and floors that look like they might collapse at any moment. There’s some holes in the wall that look out onto some very foggy ruins, and I can fly. I fly around for a while and find out that the fog is caused essentially by hot water pipes leaking hot water into the cold winter air, and I kindof scald myself at one point, but that’s about as much of the dream as I remember.

March 8 - Puppet Masters / Party

So, another day, another pair of dreams.


Dream #1: Puppet Masters

This dream is about a world in which I am apparently alone among a great army of monsters that look like my family and friends. Some stuff happened at the beginning I don’t remember too well, but I do believe that at one point we were at this festival and me and one of my friends were having pretzels. The main “plot” began with me being fed up with one of the people I know in real life when they stole my food and did some other mean stuff. I get home and I want to call the police. However, I discover that my dad is in cahoots with him. When I call the police, though, suddenly a booming voice says something like “You can’t get help in this universe” and my dad comes down the stairs and is talking on the phone about doing something to me. Seems like just about everyone is in on it but me. At this point I think I get taken to this room where I’m supposed to be turned into one of them via some sort of mechanism. I’m told that I failed to be successfully turned in the past apparently because I wasn’t evil enough, and that this transformation is necessary for the smooth running of society. They’re going to try again, though, because apparently I’ve done some evil things recently. So they hand me these tin cans that look like they’re gonna contain some food, but when the label peels off suddenly contact between them and my skin is intensely painful. Apparently the transformation begins when I attempt to stop the pain, but in my dream I’m some sort of weird person who apparently can withstand obscene amounts of pain. So I just hang around holding these tin cans that are giving me an obscene amount of pain. There’s some talking, I don’t remember the details, and then some people come in and talk about how apparently I won a cat in a raffle (a raffle I signed up for in the festival at the beginning of the dream). I’m supposed to go downstairs and get it. I go there, still holding my cans as weapons, and it turns out it’s mostly just a ploy to send an army at me to kill me. I figure this out, and when the army shows up I apply my cans to them but apparently they’re immune to the pain, and indeed, can cause it. This sort of queen woman shows up and I don’t remember the rest of the dream.


Dream #2: Parties

Don’t remember the whole dream. I kindof remember me going through this sort of Zelda-like dungeon crawl to find this white lacy cape that makes you invisible. Unfortunately, it gets stolen by the big bad (who I remember nothing about), and apparently there’s this green cape that can do a lot of freaky stuff like turn you invisible. Then it turns out that the entire white cape thing is a scam, and it’s JUST the green cape that turns you invisible. Apparently we’ve developed this spell that’ll swap the magic cape with a completely identical one with no powers. The bad guys get ahold of the cape and somehow I’m watching them at this party where everyone’s dressed up like stereotypically evil animals and then they start engaging in risqué activities that I really shouldn’t detail. Later there’s this second party with stereotypically good animals, but I end up NOT going to that one because apparently there’s an entry fee. At some point in this whole affair the white cape gets shredded and there’s this test for people, one of whom has some sort of disability that makes them involuntarily kick the desk they’re sitting at. There are these buses and a driver who has this weird name and is your stereotyped big muscled car aficionado.