Fragments of yesterday...

Yeah, both of this blog's readers would've noticed that I haven't posted anything up in ages.  For some reason, I just haven't had very many memorable dreams at all for a very long time.  In fact, ever since I moved, vivid dreams have become more and more infrequent, sadly.

I'm posting this to compile the fragments of dreams I have remembered over the last few months.

I
On an alien planet of some sort, floating in the air and witnessing large buildings that resembled old, decaying castle ramparts.  Large lizard-like creatures crawled between the holes for windows in these buildings.  These creatures were the denizens of this planet.  They also had bubble shaped spaceships that hovered in mid-air.  The spaceships had human faces on them that looked like women with afros.


II
Walking around in an abandoned field that looked a lot like somewhere I'd flown across in one of my older flying dreams.  Dusk was approaching.  I climbed a fence and found myself in another field with a large stone shelter.  I walked over and saw about 5 or 6 women gathered around a fire holding hands.  I approached and they started talking to me about finding god.


III
Last night, I dreamed the whole of the UK was on lockdown.  Everyone, but the very rich were forced to live underground.  In this dream, I was an observer and watched a family bribe a policewoman into hiring a boat to escape, which they did.  The boat took them to an island near Spain and it turns out the policewoman tricked them as a search party was sent to bring them back.  However, the family preempted this and never told the policewoman that Spain was not their final destination, so by the time the search party arrived, they'd already moved on.

I watched as the son in the family (who arranged all this) met up with a mysterious tall Jewish man in a black robe and a hat.  He was the person who arranged for them to be transported to their next destination.  This guy apparently specialised in these sorts of operations and relied on being completely undetectable (i.e. nobody knew who he was).  The dream ended as he and the son of this family got together in a mystery location to discuss the next move.



All of these were fragmentary remembrances that lack any real context, but I've included them as they managed to stick out somehow.  I hope I have more memorable dreams again soon.