Dream Journal 5
Dream Journal 5
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Please note some dreams may contain sex,and or violence.
Dreams on this page
Take me to A very disturbing dream.
Take me to Your hawk is here
Take me to Medieval Evil
Take me to Anxiety attack
Take me to Killer Daddy long legs
Take me to Machine guns and Novocaine
Take me to Plastic hot hat
Take me to Acorn squash and cow picnic
Take me to Penny laundry mat
Take me to A Biker,flying, and pork roast
Take me to Fragments of My Psychosis
Take me to Gardening .
9/26/03 Gardening
I'm standing out side looking at my garden. It's dying from the cold. There is some woman I don't
recognize there. She say's " maybe if we pull up all the dead plants and plant new ones there will be
enough time for them grow before winter." I don't believe this.
9/24/03 Fragments of My Psychosis
This dream was weird. It's all in fragments. I'm running through a building. There is something after
me. I think it's a large vicious dog. I run into a small empty room. There is one door on each wall. I
turn and lock the door I came through, then I lock the door to my left, then the one to my right. Then I
go through the door in front of me and close and lock it. I know the dog can jump at and crash down
doors because I seen it do it somewhere before. I see a large roll up door on one wall and I'm trying to
decide what to do about it. The scene changes and I'm in a library. There are four shelves set into the
wall. Each shelf is covered in different miniature items. There is a an old fashioned ship made from a
match box. It's called the S.S. Dream Weaver. Its real cute. There are alot of tiny little braided rugs
like for a Barbie doll. I think maybe I could take one since there are so many and suddenly I'm looking
in the window of a doll house (which would be to big to be on the shelf but is anyway) and there are a
bunch more rugs inside. Then I decide it wouldn't be right to take one. A young woman about 18
suddenly appears and starts rearranging things on the shelves . She says "just move things around to
look different" I notice I am doing just that on the bottom shelf, (she is doing one above me.) only the
stuff on my shelf is gone and has been replaced by garbage. Now I'm sitting on a couch watching TV
with D my husband. He is watching something I don't want to see. Another TV appears and I start
watching it. I'm thinking cool theres a movie coming on. D says "people wont even get show time any
more because of all the smut on it" I put my feet on the TV and tip it over backward. The screen is
blank and starts filling with water from the bottom of the screen. I say "hey theres that water" Scene
changes again and I'm sitting on a bench. (I think I'm on the deck of a ferry boat, I've never been on
one but I've seen them on TV)My husband is next to me and he is talking to an older woman (60 ish)
She had an English accent and I think they were talking about it. Suddenly I'm sitting on the side of a
hill (which happens to be on the side of the ferry boat.) I'm eating dandelions. D is sitting above and
behind me and I reach up above my head and hold some in front of his face and say "Grass?"
9/24/03 A Biker,flying, and pork roast
I'm running down the hill in the neighborhood I grew up in. My childhood home is at the bottom of the
hill.I think how fun it would be to fly and decide I can do it. I lift my legs up and start flying. It's really
awesome.I get to the bottom and see some friends.(I don't remember who they were now) I say "
just run and lift your legs and you can fly,it's a blast" They all start flying. Now I'm walking up to a
huge old school.(looks kinda like a castle)An old boyfriend is on a riding lawn mower in the yard.(his
name is R. He is a good looking man, an adorable big biker, long hair, scruffy beard. He used to come
pick me up from
junior high on his motorcycle.)Anyway I wave and go in the school.I wander around the halls. The
place is huge, with wide, high ceiling's. It's empty. I feel since of a awe at how big, old and empty it is.
I'm very comfortable there and feel at piece. One of my youngest children is with me (either D.L he's 4
or M.N she's 6) I go into a kitchen, there is a huge fireplace that takes up most of one wall. Suddenly
I'm cooking pork roast with veggies and onion gravy for me and R (one of my favorite recipes)in a pot
over the fire. Some social worker ladies walk in and start bugging me about being in the school. One of
them says "you don't belong in here" I don't like them trying to ruin my dinner with R so I wish them
away and they disappear.
Additional comments
Twice I controlled this dream although I didn't now I was dreaming. Hopefully this means I'm learning
to have lucid dreams! :)
9/24/03 Penny laundry mat
I'm walking through a parking lot in front of a laundry mat very late at night. (at least it's dark out
anyway) I see pennies laid out in a path (like foot prints) I bend down to pick one up and see the
parking lot is carpeted. (I think it's dark blue but it's to dark to tell) I see a sign on the door, it says
(Use pennies for dryer) Suddenly a car pulls in. I get a sense of fear, like the driver of the car is going
to hurt me. Then I think "well maybe he just works at the laundry mat."
9/22/03 Acorn squash and cow picnic
My husband D and I driving down a dirt road, through the mountains, to a picnic with his family. On the
right side of the road is a steep downward slope. On the left is one going up. An acorn squash comes
rolling up the hill on the right. It crosses the road in front of us and rolls up the hill on the left. I turn
back in my seat to watch it. I think "that's weird,how does it roll up hill." We drive down another hill to
a creek, where my Mother in law is standing. She says " the squash are all gone, everybody got them
all." She points across the creek, (which is wide but not deep. It's mostly swampy.) To the far bank
which is covered in scrub oak. She says "they were over there" My husband says " well there's meat"
and he points in the opposite direction to a cow standing on a small hill. I realize that where ever there
is a cow, there is squash, so we go look for some. The dream completely changes here so I put it
under it's own name. It's called "plastic hot hat"
9/22/03 Plastic hot hat
I'm in a small room with a bare floor. There is a tv on a stand in one corner.(It's like a hospital room.)
There is a boy in a wheelchair that wants to paint.(I don't see him I just now this) Then his teacher
walks into the room and asks if the boy can borrow the paint supplies.I say "yes" and pick up a black
bag and open it to make sure everything is there. There is paints,brushes,a fold up easel, a big pair of
plastic earmuffs,(my husband has a pair of these things he wears when he shoots his gun, I don't know
what they're called) and something kinda like a shower cap that heats up when you wear it. In the
dream it's called a "plastic hot hat" I tell the lady he only needs to use the easel, brushes, and paint.
Then one of my teachers from GED class walks in and says " we don't have enough, can he just use
yours?" I say "yes" but reluctantly because it's not my paint any longer, it's turned into my make up.
Now I'm standing in the hall looking out a glass door. There is a beautiful painting of a woman on the
easel outside the door. The boy painted it.
9/21/03 Machine guns and Novocaine
Well I haven't been remembering my dreams lately. I think it's this new schedule. Monday,Wednesday,
and Friday, I get up at 5:00 am and Tuesday and Thursday I get up at 6:00. I'm not used to this.
Anyway I'm gonna put some old dreams in. I was 16 yrs old when I had this one. I was running
through my friend G's house. My older brother was chasing me with a machine gun. I ran into G's
mom's workshop. There was a door to go outside and stairs going to the basement.(just like it was in
real life) I could of ran outside and got away but for some reason I went downstairs. I ran into a room
and tried to crawl under the couch.(which was ridiculous because it was only inches of the floor)
Finally I realized that wasn't gonna work. LOL. and I stood by the wall at the bottom of the stairs. I
thought when he comes down he will go to the middle of the room and I can run up the stairs. My
brother D.S ran into the room past me and I started running up the stairs, but they suddenly flattened
into a ramp or slide and I couldn't get up. D.S shot me several times in the back with the machine gun.
I kept trying to run and D.S laughed and said (you aren't going anywhere, not full of bullet holes and
with all that novocaine in your face.) I twisted around to face him and fell on my back.
9/21/03 Killer Daddy long legs
Well I haven't been remembering my dreams lately. I think it's this new schedule. Monday,Wednesday,
and Friday, I get up at 5:00 am and Tuesday and Thursday I get up at 6:00. I'm not used to this.
Anyway I'm gonna put some old dreams in. This one I had when I was about 6 yrs old. It terrified me
and I never forgot it. To this day I have a phobia about Daddy long legs. I was in a room. There were
no doors or windows. (no way in or out) There was nothing else in the room but me, my bed, my
blankets, and pillow. I was laying in bed covered up with my head propped up on the pillow. Tiny Daddy
long legs started coming through the walls (at floor level) and they completely coated the floor. Then
bigger ones came in and climbed on the little ones. This continued for a very long time with each new
bunch getting bigger, till finally one came in. Its Body was about 32 inches in diameter. (about the size
of a clothes washer) It climbed on my bed and crawled toward me. (during all this I couldn't move like I
was paralyzed) It came toward me gnashing it's teeth. I woke up screaming.
9/18/03 Anxiety attack
I'm in a room like a green house only it's mostly empty. There is something all over the floor. One of
my children is trying to get the hose hanging on the wall but I stop them. I look for clean dry places on
the floor to step on. ( so I don't ruin my socks) and reach for the hose which I will use to spray of the
mess on the floor. The scene changes and now I'm sitting in a mall ( I think) at a tall round table with
those tall stools instead of chairs around it. 2 woman friends ( who I don't know in real life) ride up on
bikes. The bikes disappear and they sit at the table. I have 2 news papers I just bought sitting on the
table and they each pick one up. I'm affraid they will think someone else left them there and will take
them so i say " yeah I just bought those, you guys can read them if you want" The 2 woman are very
bubbly, friendly and talkative. There is now a third friend sitting to my right. She is very upset and
starting to hyperventilate and I realize she is having a panic attack ( I know because I have them for
real) because she don't know the other 2 women.I put my arm around her and calmly tell her to breath
deeply and slowly. She is very frightened and wants to leave.I think maybe I should hold her and sing
to her, but remember she is supposed to just clear her mind and say "oohm." The woman to my left
says "yeah say oohm" I know she is trying to help but I'm afraid she is only frightening her more. I rub
her shoulder and she starts to calm down.
Additional Comments:
I think the woman having the anxiety attack was me. I have been somewhat agoraphobic for 15 years.
I would only leave the house when absolutely necessary. I just recently started getting over it. I don't
have any friends ( for real) cause I never left home and never spoke to anybody. But now I am getting
my GED and meeting people. Sometimes I get very anxious and feel a panic attack coming on when I
talk to other people in my class. I think the dream is reminding me to just stay calm and breath deep.
Also very bubbly, talkative people scare me so thats another reason I'm sure I was both people in the
dream because she was affraid of the 2 woman who were very bubbly and talkative.
9/17/03 Medieval Evil
I'm standing on a wooden platform. An old fashioned wagon full of hay pulls up. The guy driving the
wagon looks like a peasant from medieval times. He has a very mean look on his face. I know he is
bad. There is another man standing in front of the wagon. He is dressed normal. (like today) The
peasant guy wants the other guy to go with him somewhere. Something about he is ordered to bring
him in for questioning. The regular guy wont go. The peasant guy picks up an old flint type rifle.
(which they didn't have in medieval times.LOL) He attaches the tip of a pike to it and grins real evil like
and
thrusts it at the other guy. I don't see it hit the guy, but then the bad guy lifts the gun/pike up and back
over his shoulder and flips the dead guy into the back of the wagon on the hay. I see him laying there
on his back. His eyes are open and the pike tip is stuck through the back of his neck and poking out of
his throat. It's gross but I'm not upset cause I know he will come back because people are always
killing him and he always comes back. The bad guy drives away. A few minutes later they come back
this time in a little convertible. (it's still medieval times though) The bad guy looks upset. The dead
guy (who I realize now is my husband) is alive again. He acts like everything is new to him. Kinda like
he was just born. (which in a way I guess he was)
9/15/03 Your hawk is here
I'm in a gas station that has a coin operated washer and dryer. I ask the lady if I could start washing
my laundry there instead of the laundry mat because my friend works there ( at the gas station) and
we could visit. The lady ignores me and goes out a back door onto a deck. I follow her asking again if I
can do laundry there only now I'm crying because she wont answer me. Now I'm in somebody's
backyard at a pool party. I see a big spider walking down the side of a house. A little girl screams. A
man walks out of the house and I think he is gonna say something to scare her more. Instead he says "
all the spiders here send out signals to find my top dresser drawer then they go there and stay." I'm
carrying a large bowl of some kind of chicken and rice casserole. I see a good looking guy sitting on a
patio chair. I walk up and hand him the food. He starts to eat, and spills some, so I clean it up. He
says " hey cool" ( meaning the fact I brought him food and cleaned up) I think to tell him well yeah I'm
a woman. But I dont because then he might expect it all the time. The food has dissapeared and were
talking and flirting with each other now. A woman with pink hair walks up (its his girlfriend) and gives
me a nasty look and says something like " I'm gonna spend time with him now, without you here" and
she turns away for a minute. I quickly lean down and whisper to the guy " Your hawk is here, I better
go" then I lick his neck. The scene changes again and I'm in a library. I look out the window and
wonder if I should walk home. It's very far. I see a phone and think mabey should call my Mom and
see if she will wire me 20$. I'll tell her Dad wont buy me any cigaretts. ( my Dad is visiting me in the
dream.) I walk toward the phone and go past a flight of stairs going down. I hear A lady teaching math
to some kids. Something about bus fare for 2 for a year. The answer was 652$.
9/13/03 A very disturbing dream.
This is real scattered and weird. I'm standing on a road with trees all around. It's real dark and gloomy.
There is a huge dump truck backing down the road. I look at a driveway to my left and see a bunch of
dead tree stumps sticking out of the ground. I turn to my cousin W and say " they wont have enough
room" There is a little boy who died and something evil that looks like him took his place. Now I'm in a
house and my husband is whispering to me about how we will rescue our little boy D.L. (It turns out he
is the little boy who died.) My cousin W is trying to listen in. (she has something to do with it) She
walks by us and outside. She goes to the window and listens to us. Now I'm in a cafeteria. A good
looking guy walks by and says " how do I look?" At first I don't realize he is talking to me. Then he
walks up and starts talking. I don't remember what we talked about at first, but then he says he wants
to write on me. He moves my shirt of my shoulder and starts to write on it. I see myself as if from
above for a second and see that I got my neck,shoulders and upper back bare and there is writing all
over me. I remember D (my husband) wrote something about rescuing D.L (our boy) on my back. I
realize my cousin W sent him to pretend that he wants to write on me so he can see what D wrote. I
think to tell him I know what he is doing but I decide to play along and see what he is up to. Now I'm
walking toward my house. A guy rides up to my garage on a motor cycle and grabs a wooden saw
horse with one hand and rides away dragging it. I yell " hey what are you doing?" He turns and rides
back and I see its the guy from the cafeteria. He laughs and says " I got busted for taking a broken
saw horse to fix it" I look and see it is cracked down the middle. Now I'm standing looking at the
ground.There is a small (about 10 by 4 inches) gray cement slab in the dirt. I see it move a tiny bit
and I say " Yeah he's getting out, he's coming back!" I reach down and move the slab. Now I'm looking
at my little boy. (He was under the slab) He is pale and covered in dirt. He has a large red scar across
his forhead. You can see where the stitches were. I hug him tight. I'm very happy he is back.
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