Extra terrestrials

This was creepy and disorientating.

Last night, I dreamt I'd woken up to go to the toilet (as I usually do at least once in the night), I walked into the bathroom in the dark (again, I usually do this to avoid the sudden shock of switching on the lights).

However, this time, I could see through the curtain and the window above my toilet the outline of a figure I took to be an alien.  I panicked, backed away and then woke up in my bed.

...or so I thought.

It gets confusing here, because variations of the same thing kept on happening for some time after that (I don't know how long it went on for exactly).  I felt like I'd woken up, and I'd see either a shadow through the curtains in the bathroom or through the curtains in my bedroom. In one instance, there were shadowy figures in the room with me, but I couldn't move.  In another, I threw the covers off me and started to walk to the window, but it got fuzzy after that.

This whole incident seriously creeped me out, especially when I thought the shadowy figures were in my room, which reminded me of something that happened when I was about 6 years old.  At that time, I shared a room with my sister and slept on the top bunk bed.  I woke in the middle of the night to see about 4 or 5 shadowy creatures in the room.  I just stared at them, and they just appeared to be watching or observing me.  One of them was also standing by the light switch.  All I remember after that was waking up.

The figure outside my bedroom window reminded me somewhat of the dream I had recently with the strange little African boy outside my window.  Perhaps he was really an alien in human form...

Either way, this was some seriously weird shit.  When I wrote the part about about the childhood memory, it sent a shiver through my entire body.

Jumanji on crack

Had a pretty disturbing, but also surreal dream this morning.  I was walking down the street  in the neighbourhood near where I live and saw a car that was open at the boot.  I heard a dog barking from underneath the car and a little boy crying.  His parents looked as though they were trying to gently pull him out of the car, and he kept on crying out to his dad to make "it" stop hurting him.

As I walked past, I realised that the "it" in question was a bear that was in the car.  It came bounding out of the boot with the boy in it's jaws, followed by the distressed parents.

As soon as I saw the bear, I started to run; as sorry as I felt for the boy, I had to think of my own personal safety, so I didn't hang about.  As I ran, I kept looking back, and saw the bear devour the child in its jaws.  It was pretty horrible.

Then a herd of stampeding elephants started running through the neighbourhood, stomping over everything in sight.  I continued to run and turned the corner, only to be faced by another stampeding herd of elephants who were chasing some policemen in riot gear.  I then woke up.

A two part dream

This dream is somewhat epic in that I woke up in the middle and it continued after I went back to sleep.  My recollection of it is somewhat patchy now, but I'll record what I do remember along with the general gist of the dream itself.


It took place in an area that I remember from past dreams.  In it, I'd had a serious argument with my girlfriend (who was not the same as my girlfriend IRL), and exacted revenge my controlling an army of dolls that were to crawl through her windows and letterbox and get into her house.  Anyway, I walked through the streets with my army of dolls behind me and then turned a corner and noticed lots of police cars patrolling the neighbourhood I was in.  I saw police knocking on people's doors and asking for me by name.  For some reason, I decided to do the honest thing and approach the police officers and tell them who I was.  Upon doing this, they looked gravely at me, and one of the officers said "This is really awkward, but I'm afraid we're going to have to take you in.  You've committed what is probably one of the most serious crimes in the matrix".  Yes, he said "in the matrix".


Now, don't know what crime I had actually committed.  I also knew they weren't referring to the doll army thing either, but I was baffled by this and also horrified that I was in so much trouble.  I woke up feeling very anxious, and I knew that the dream would continue when I went back to sleep.


...and it did.


In the second part, I'd somehow managed to elude to police and was on the run.  At one point, I was at a party somewhere and a man approached me, took me to one side and started asking me some questions; he asked me if I spoke some other language and another question I can't remember.  As this was happening, my sister approached and pulled me away from the man who skulked off into the background and muttered something into a dictaphone.  My sister, it turns out knew what was going on with me and was trying to help.  She pointed out that the man was an undercover cop.


Later in the dream, my sister helped me get into a car and told me I had to go back to my place, pack some necessities and try to skip town.  I got into the car she had arranged for me (I can't remember who drove, but it wasn't me) and it drove me to my place (having driven through the streets passing police cars that were looking for me).


I eventually got to my place and started packing some things into a rucksack in preparation for my escape.  I then woke up.


This dream left me with a very strange feeling.  I'm not sure what it was trying to tell me yet.

Drowning

30th June 2012

This is the second dream I've ever had in my life where I've died.

I was on the bank of a river, next to a tree with a tree swing (that was shaped like a noose) and a dog, which appeared to be mine.  The dog started whimpering and growling whenever I got on the swing, as if it didn't want me to swing across to the other side of the riverbank.  It's as though it knew I was in danger.

Anyway, I ignored the dog and climbed on the rope swing and swung back and forth to gain enough momentum to propel me over to the other side.  I also had a backpack on my back which weighed me down and made my progress even more difficult, but I still managed to make it to the other side.  When I got there, I saw my desk and computer from work.  I switched it on, but didn't wait for it to boot up.  I looked across this side of the river and saw other desks like mine with computers and people sat in front of them, and I pondered as to what I should do next.

For some reason, I thought it would be a good idea to dive into the river, which I did, and as soon as I did that, I started to sink and drown until I woke up.

Creepy kid

Yesterday afternoon, I fell asleep in the middle of the day and had a strange dream I can barely remember, however the one thing about it was that it featured a creepy, perpetually mute black infant boy who stood outside my bedroom window and just stared at me. At various points in the dream, I'd come back to the window from doing something else, and he was still there. Something about his eyes unsettled me. The dream ended when I went to open my back door because I finally wanted to go out and confront him (even though something told me he wasn't really human). When I opened the door, I woke with a start.

Magic Window

Now this one was interesting.


I had this dream in the early hours of this morning, and even though I struggle to remember the gist of it, I do remember one part where I was talking to a young man who claimed to be someone I know in real life, someone who isn't even a friend but a passing acquaintance (i.e. he knows somebody I know, I've only met him a couple of times and haven't seen him in years).


In spite of the above, he didn't even look like the person I knew him to be in real life, but said he recognised me in this "dream world" we were in and that he had something important to tell me.  He then went on to explain that dreaming occurred because of what is known as a "magic window" which opens when we sleep.  According to him, when this window opened, the conscious and subconscious switched places, with the latter dominating the former.  This, he informed me was what allowed dreamers to explore other worlds.  He also mentioned that sleep paralysis occurred when the dreamer had woken up, but the window was still open, which meant that the subconscious mind had not relinquished its control.  Additionally, the magic window was the key to meditation and other mystical experiences.


What's even more interesting is that prior to this dream, I'd had another in which someone was speaking to me about this same concept, but I don't remember it at all.  I just remembered that the magic window was spoken of.


Anyway, when I woke from the dream, I had a brief moment of sleep paralysis where I found myself staring at my ceiling.  I heard a voice in my mind tell me that my conscious mind was still dormant, my subconscious mind was struggling to remain active and this conflict was causing the episode.  I moved my head to look around my room and saw a transparent, shadowy figure run across the foot of my bed.  It looked like someone ducking and running as if they were trying to avoid being spotted by a camera.  I think I drifted back to sleep and woke up some time later.  During the whole time this was happening, I did not feel at all afraid.


It's been a little while since I've had a dream like this and I've been thinking about it all day.  In a way, the concepts expounded within seem to make sense on some level.

Worst pub ever

18th June 2012

I had this dream yesterday, but got round to writing about it today.  Sorry.

Anyway, in this dream, I was in a pub with some friends and we were getting some drinks.  My friends got theirs and I was left at the bar to wait for mine.  The woman behind the bar took my money, but I seemed to be waiting forever for the drink.  

Eventually I was served something and walked off with it, but after one sip, I realised it wasn't what I'd ordered, so I went back and told them.  They took my drink and promised to give me what I'd originally asked for, but after what seemed like forever (and after lots of complaints), it never came.

That was pretty much the entire dream.

Torture orgy

This dream jumped around a bit, but the gist of it is as follows.


I was in a strange building at night time.  Behind a glass panel I saw lots of people, men and women who appeared to get a kick out of pain and torture.  Some of these people had blades attached to their bodies by chains and would shake their bodies around to spin the blades so they would cut each other and themselves.


The location then changed and I was standing outside this complex with a woman who was looking for her daughter called Whitney.  Whitney had been taken from her in a legal battle with her ex, the girl's father.  This did not appear to be connected to the torture that was happening before, but it was outside the same building.


The next thing I know, I'm in the building again and behind the glass panel, I see 6 men stood around a large table. Someone then drags a young black woman onto the table and take off her dress.  She is squirming and desperately struggling to break free, but cannot.  One of the men produces a large knife and stabs it into her open mouth, which produces a piecing scream and blood.  He then slices her open, cutting all the way from her jaw, down her torso and lower body to the tip of her vagina.  The whole time, she is screaming and writhing in pain.  The men then try to pull her skeleton from her body whilst she is still alive and manage to do so.  She dies in the process.


The girl's screams were so distressing, they woke me up.


This is probably one of the most disturbing dreams I've ever had.  And no, I haven't been watching any horror films.  Given the unusual and unsettling nature of this dream, I went here for help trying to figure out, and was shocked that it really described what I have been going through.


As the dream dictionary suggests, the torture was used as a symbolic device to represent certain emotions; in my case extreme stress and a dread of what is around the corner.  This is due to some family issues which again, I won't go into on here.  Either way, the day before, I was doing some very hard thinking and arrived at some conclusions which unsettled me, and I think this dream was just my subconscious mind's way of showing me just how difficult I'm finding things with my family at the moment.

Recurring dreams: At my mother's house

I haven't posted here in a very long time.  The reason being that my my dreams have been very fragmented, abstract and not terribly noteworthy for months.  I'd wake up and only remember tiny snippets.  

However, in between these mostly nonsensical dreams, I'd get ones that stood out.  I've decided to compile them all here as they seem to revolve around a similar theme; that is, in these dreams I'm living at my mother's house again.

Dream #1

In the first of these dreams, I'm a prisoner who is out on bail and staying at my mum's. My sister is there, too.  Both are very cold towards me.  At one point, I decide to go outside the front door.  It is a nice sunny day outside.  As I am out on bail, they're supposed to be keeping an eye on me to make sure I don't wander off too far, so as soon I step outside, they get suspicious.

I am stood at the end of the path that leads to the house and as one of them approaches, I decide to make a run for it, so I turn left down the road and keep on running.  My sister follows me, but isn't able to catch me.

Dream #2

In the second dream, I'm living in my mum's house with my girlfriend.  The interior of the house in this dream looks nothing like it does in real life.  I'm lounging on the sofa and find some photographs of my girlfriend having three-way sex with two other men.  At this point, she approaches me to take away the pictures, but it's too late, I've already seen them, and I tell her.  She tries to make an excuse, but I tell her she's "just like all the others" and push her away.

I run outside the house with the intent of running away from my girlfriend.  She follows me, brandishing a gun which she uses to try and shoot me.  However, I get on a bike and pedal away, this time going right.  As I'm riding, I keep looking back, half hoping that she's following me, but she doesn't.  It also gets dark and very soon, it's nighttime.  I eventually meet a group of lads who surround me and we end up jumping into a large van together.

Dream #3

In this dream, I'm living in the house with my girlfriend again, and she tells me she's had an abortion.  I'm very upset that she didn't consult me, but later found out she made it up as a ruse to get my attention.  I then get angry at her for playing such a sick joke and kick her out of the house along with her belongings.  Later, I'm in what would normally be my mother's room and hear someone crying outside.  I think it's my girlfriend, but I look out the window and realise it is actually my sister, and that my girlfriend is no longer there.

In the last entry, I mentioned problems I was having in my relationship with my girlfriend.  Fortunately, we got through these and are still together.  Those last two dreams are puzzling for that reason; there's nothing wrong with our relationship at the moment, but I suspect I know why I had them.  I'm experiencing some family issues at the moment with my mum and sister (long story - not for the internet), and it's made me really appreciate my relationship with my girlfriend, whom I value more than ever because she's keeping me sane right now.  I haven't told her this yet, so maybe I should.  Since my last entry, a lot has changed, and she has gone back to her old self and isn't so religious anymore, which was the very thing that almost drove me away.

The first dream I believe relates to the ongoing issues with my family concerning religion.  As I mentioned in another entry, I was raised a Christian, but de-converted some time ago.  I never told either my mother nor my sister, but one of my friends who also knows my sister outed me a few months ago by accident.  Ever since then, I've been worried about my mother finding out as she is very devout and this would cause huge problems.  Me being a prisoner on bail in that dream symbolised how I'd be treated by them (especially my mum).  My sister chasing me down the road, I think represents her attempts to try and re-convert me, which have not and will not be successful.