Sex dream involving a (red) kangaroo last night. A new member into the menagerie of sex dreams. It wasn't romantic sex, and it was done out in the open, in a room with other people. I remember the kangaroo was coming up to me, with its huge legs, and attempted to mount me. I was confused but then I got it. This happened a couple of times. The penis was more cat-like, with I think a little spike a the end. It was ling and thin...I don't know what a kangaroo penis looks like anyway but it definitely wasn't human. The second or third time it tried to mount me, I understood the intention and we had full intercourse. Again, it wasn't too romantic. Just sex....with a kangaroo (missionary style)
Fear And Dreaming
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Monday, April 2, 2012
This was a dream-within-a-dream type of deal in the beginning. I was dreaming about something else I don't remember entirely, something about Mexico and Jim and Pam from The Office. Then, I "woke up"? I was in Vine, getting up in a room that really isn't in the actual house. My sister was there. I was looking at a tablet, like an iPad, and I was still kind of in the dream segment that was before. This is what I remember most: I was in the front room downstairs, on a couch or some sort of sitting furniture in front of the large, front window. My sister was sitting on something along the wall to my right (not the IRL architecture of the room). I was looking up weather report on the tablet, and there was a HUGE tornado outbreak going on in Michigan. I saw the lower 2/3 of the Lower Peninsula in the radar report on the screen. There were lots of little tornado icons indicating tornadoes in this large band that went horizontally with maybe I-94 in the middle of the band. There was one by Sterling Heights, and one indicated in the county to the west of Kalamazoo. I mentioned something to my sister about thinking I was still in the other dream, or maybe I was sleeping and dreaming. Maybe it was her iPad and I didn't ask her if I could use it, I don't know. And I told her about the tornado in the county to the west. It was getting dark outside, I could see the dark clouds coming out the window. I was preparing for the storm, expecting a tornado. But what happened, is that it rained a little bit and that was about it. The clouds cleared and the sun came out. We went outside at some point and I remember now that I was on a pogo stick jumping all around Vine Street in front of the house and the few houses around it. Then, to the west, a rainbow started to appear. Then two rainbows, and I remember saying "double rainbow!" to my sister like in the Youtube video (she was sitting on the porch). The, three rainbows showed up. They were pretty bright, and at the top of the arc it was angled a bit.....so it didn't look like a triangle really but there was perhaps a 20 degree angle in the middle at the top, and then they bowed around it. I was jumping super high on the pogo stick in the street in the sun and in front of the rainbows. I remember jumping up to the roof of the second floor and hanging onto it for a little. And looking into the house of the neighbor to the left, looking towards the house and seeing the guy in there and telling him to come out. And this guy Joseph, who was an IRL neighbor in a house across the street leave in his blue truck. Anyway, I was back in the house and it was all sunny and nice inside. My sister and her daughter and some other woman was there. I remember thinking/knowing that I was in that house by myself, I was living there for the year between the lease ending last summer and when others were going to pick up the lease the following summer ("This" summer IRL). I was there while the owners made renovations. The bathroom was nice, it was located where the room I stayed in with Chris is IRL. The tub to the left, a couple windows, and then the sink and things to the right when you look in the door. Serena, my niece, was sleeping in a bedroom that was located in the back of the house on the second floor, that isn't there IRL. I also remembered inside of the dream that another room, opposite the hallway to the dream bathroom, once belonged to this girl Meghan I know....in a previous dream I had like 6months or more ago that was her room, she was just moving into. The next strong image I remember was running into the guy Adam R. I know IRL from Kzoo, and telling him about the rainbows and that they were angled at the top. He didn't seem to care too much. EO remembered D
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Little Creek
One feature of my dream world childhood home that has "sprung" up in the past year or so, is a creek between my house and the neighbor's house, passing by the window on the side of my childhood room. Sometimes it is a result of raining/flooding, and it appears, sometimes it just exists, sometimes there are creatures in it such as ducks and turtles. Last night it appeared in my dreams. It was smaller, just there, and FULL of red jasper.
I also had a dream where I was on a beach, that was covered by a roof but not totally enclosed? I had lost my family/the group I was with in the whole dream prior. This was towards the end. The shore and ocean was separated into sections. There were various creatures in the sections, notably sting rays and dolphins. I was fearful of going too far into the water. On the beach, I met a guy, a little older I think and we were sitting next to each other, maybe cuddling a little. There were dolphins in the section of water in front of us. I really wanted to interact with them, I was sitting on the shore, putting my hand into the water and seeing pink dolphins come close, but they would not touch me. This man went towards the back of the section of water, where there were several gray dolphins, so I could be with someone in the water. I swam to him, quickly, and he was surprised at how able I was to swim so far. I told him I was scared and I wanted to get to him quickly. I held onto him, and there were dolphins around us, and I was trying to reach out, but I could not touch them, they wouldn't come close enough to me. Maybe they knew I was too afraid.
Labels: beach, childhood home, creek, dolphin, ocean
Friday, January 27, 2012
Last night and the night before, I took 2 tablets of 3 mg melatonin. The first night/morning I noticed there was a lot of REM activity. Like, the last 4 hours of my sleep was REM and waking up every 30 or 10 minutes or so, and waking up out of dreams when there was a noise. Last night/morning, same situation, though it was like one really long continuous dream, and I would wake up with having been asleep for shorter periods. The long dream did not happen like I was asleep, woke up, fell asleep, and continued dreaming.
It began as if I were in the movie Hugo. I was with the main girl character, named Isabelle, though to begin I might have actually been here. I first remember walking with her through the plot of the movie (not the real plot IRL) and I knew everything that was going to happen. We were walking down a park street, under a brick bridge that was round and archy in the through-way. I knew what was next in the plot, so after we walked under it, on the other side on top of the bridge was a man, who looked like Sir Ian McKellen as Gandalf, but in period attire for the setting of the film. (this man represented Melies, at first at least). And since I knew he was going to be there, I looked up and waved. He waved back. Soon I realize that this really wasn't like it was in the movie, it was me and Isabelle walking around and Hugo has not shown up. I remember in the dream thinking, "where is Hugo?"...and eventually realizing that the plot was not the same as the movie. This man, that looked like SIMcK, was now on the ground, off the bridge. I think I told him something like I know who you are, I don't really remember. (I wrote this down on a note after I woke up): I told him, that "I already know the end of the story". And I don't remember if this was something he said, or a realization of mine, but I wrote on the note...every time I (watch) it, the ending changes. (**I think this might have to do with life, every time I live a new life, the ending changes or it's not the same plot, so i don't know it**).
Next part of the dream I remember, I am out of thinking I am in the movie, and am in some type of real life. Isabelle was there still, as were a bunch of other girls age 11 or 12 or so (I do not know what age I was supposed to be). We were in a park type place still, but it was wooded with some largeish trees. I remember seeing what I thought was an eagle land on one of the trees, and I remarked it out loud. But when the 'eagle' left, I noticed the two long legs behind it, and realized the bird was a heron. Next I remember a heron, maybe this same heron, flying down to me and opening its wings, and embracing me. I think we danced for a little, its wings around me like a dance. It lasted maybe a minute in this dream-time, and the heron left. I felt good about it, the dance left me feeling good even if it was short. Next I remember going into a restroom-house type building, and I had my new green hoodie on and noticed some gooey stuff. I thought it was mud at first, from the heron's legs, but I think the consensus with the others in the restroom was that it was poo. In the mirror, it looked white on my hoodie.
The next part of the dream I remember, I was in a school. A large school, for kids younger than 13 I think. I don't remember much about this, but at some point I broke away. This whole part in the school is really foggy but it was a main part of the dream plot.
Next part, there was a race. These devices looked like little saucer sleds, with a vacuum pocket in between the top and bottom, like a cushion. We rode on them down a dirt road, the laws of gravity did not apply here. I started out with the race, but then I kept going down a bunch of other branching roads, alone. I don't remember my motive for doing this. I was in a rural area, on dirt roads, riding this saucer thing. I do remember that eventually my goal was looking for the "wizard", who was the SIMcK man from earlier in the dream. Turning down different dirt roads, I remember on one sign there was a list of locations, and the only one I could read was "Benzie County". I turned down a road I could not go farther on, until the only options were little path type roads on private farms. During this time and maybe a little before, there was a tornado way in the distance. I didn't know if I would be welcome whre I was at. I turned down the left, and it was a private farm. I remember being there and a rancher was doing something with cattle, and I remember he was driving a tractor that was like a false/mechanical bull. This machine had a tail that twitched like it was swatting at a fly. Either this guy didn't care if I was there, or he didn't notice me. But I did not get my answer. So I go back to the main road, cross it, and there is a largeish barn-type place that looks like it is used for meetings. I am told or I know that this is where "the wizard" is. I go in, no one is there. I look around a while. I get out, and the tornado is very close. I don't know what to do because I don't feel I belong anywhere or I am not "allowed" here. I walk down the road path by the barn to look for some cover. I remember seeing deer trying to get cover too. I har a voice saying something like, "you can stay with us" or be with us. It was a darker-skinned large woman. She and some other people were sitting outside under a large awning, attached to the barn. So, I sit with them. And, some others had metal walls, like a contraption to catch something large. And they caught, or harnessed, the tornado. I remember telling tis woman and the others how I got there, and about the little sled-cushion that I rode to get there (I don't remember when this happened in the order of the dream events). People were going up to the tornado. I was encouraged to, as well. I got in line. There was a girl who kind of cut in front of me, though it was a casual line. I was waiting for her to go, and she was looking at her friends who were "behind" me, and was hesitating, like she was wondering is she should go. I was ready, so I went. I was staring at the tornado. I knew my options, that some people put their hands in it. But I stood there in front of it, with my arms up a little and palms facing the tornado. In my note I rote "harnessing he power of a tornado"....its energy was being transfered to me through my palms. I remember in the dream feeling a "rush", like I was getting the power. it lasted maybe a minute or 2 in dream-time, and that was it. I went back to sit down with the women, and maybe this is when I talked to them about general stuff like the cushion. I didn't realize it as it was happening, but there was some "work" being done to me, I remember hands being passed over and around me, never touching me, and something with a pendulum. And then I knew the "work" was done, and that it had been done to me.
The last bit of the dream I remember, I was done with the work. There was a woman who looked to be a "head" of the 'work'. She said something like who is next, and my friend Mattie was next. He wasn't there in the dream at all...but she said something and the term "manigma". She asked a question, and the answer was "manigma". I don't know if it was the name of something or someone. And then I woke up from he alarm.
Labels: dance, great blue heron, Hugo, kids, melatonin, reincarnation, school, story, tornado, wizard
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
I had a choice to get up, or continue sleeping. I chose the bed, as I usually do. This was a long one, and events might not have happened exactly the way I have re-written it here.
Started out in my childhood home. Moved to the house closest to the freeway, 3 down from mine, on 19 Mile. (I have never been here IWL). This was the house of my sister and her husband. I was going over there because I noticed a man going in, I wanted to check it out in case he was stealing stuff. I went in the house, the door wasn't locked. Things were okay. Walking out of the door, I was facing the freeway hill and saw a tiger. As the tiger came down, it turned into a man with a white beard, like Santa Clause. He was wearing an orange jersey, as if he were part of a baseball team with the mascot of a tiger. People were coming over from the c.h. home to this house. At some point I realized there was an alligator in the house. I would consider it a medium-small alligator (and it was an alligator because in the dream I noted the blunter snout). I fought with it, more with tactics of aversion and defense. It didn't bite me too much, it might have gotten a snap or two in. I was chasing it around the house, while telling the others who were there that there is an alligator and to call 911. Towards the end of the 'fight' there was another guy kind of concerned and we were in a lower level of the house with a pool in it. I left to go in a hallway full of more of these guys in orange shirt-jerseys and I kept saying, call 911. No one would, and one guy was on his phone and I told him to call 911, and I took the phone to do it and he protested, saying something like "I don't like to get involved in these type of things". I was very frustrated. More people were at the house, like they were following the "party" from my c.h. home to my sister's house. I went onto the porch and there were a lot of people that were like my peers there. Young, hippie-punk-hipsterish people. I was still trying to get someone to call 911, I was facing more apathy...not sure the exact order but soon after I went on the porch, I heard a baby cry and a fire truck came by. I remember waving the truck down as it almost missed the house. I thought it was to get the alligator, but then they had to deal with someone having a baby and it isn't clear if they were there for the alligator or baby. This was a surprise, the baby being born, and I remember my mom was on the porch and I asked her who had the baby, she wouldn't tell me. I went in to the house, saw my sister and asked who had the baby....finally someone told me it was a friend my sister has IWL named B.J. and that she was still going through the birth. It was happening in another room, I didn't see anything, but I heard them talking about the placenta (which was 8.5 lbs).
Back on the porch, with all these kids filling up the front yard, a young woman in a car drives up and stops to say that these people made her "sick", or something similarly negative. She looked like she belonged with them/us. I replied from the porch, something like "Open heart, open mind.....respect", basically telling her that if she had these things she would have love and there was no reason to be a jerk. Oprah was sitting on a bench on the porch, holding the baby and I think I heard her go "mmhmm".
I went back inside, asked about the alligator and somehow it was killed and was dead.
I remember trying to get the kids to leave. Off the porch, off the front lawn. They were smoking cigarettes and leaving butts and trash everywhere and being really disrespectful. Some of them were ignoring me, some of them acted like I didn't even exist and maybe to them I didn't. I began to start to clean up myself, a couple others were helping too but the majority didn't care. I remember one of them suggesting they go to the park, and then most of them left.
I remember going behind the house. There was kind of an old-time carnival scene happening. A long table with food where kids were eating, like a puppet stage too. There was this device that looked like a long tree trunk log, with a large crank at the end. I don't know what it was for but I worked the crank as it was essential to something that was going on. There was a man in charge with a couple monkeys, who were supposed to work the crank and I remember asking myself "why isn't the monkey turning the crank?" Around this point I layed on the ground on my back, and asked something like "Oh humanity, can I have a respite?" And I did...all the good people left. The goodness disappeared for a little bit, like 10 minutes or so. I thought chaos would ensue when I gave people the knowledge that good was gone, and that everyone left in the scene was "bad". but not much happened, maybe a brawl broke out. The knowing just sucked for a little.
I was at one of the long tables, eating food with some older kids. It was like a feast-spread, with meat and potatoes and sweet potatoes with marshmallows. We conversed, though I don't remember the subject(s). From this scene came the fire. I don't remember if I discovered the fire in the house or if someone else did. But once again it was an emergency thing, but this time others were willing to help. A young man got a hose and gave it to me. The fire was in a lower level/basement, I went with the garden hose to fight it. The water from the hose was working to quench out the flames, and I went into the room where the fire started. I remember seeing Gray Cat standing on the edge of a couch, looking at maybe another being... When the fire was finally out, a boy of maybe 9 or 10 came down with a bottle of zippo lighter fluid and a flame medium....he said something to me about why he was starting the faire, like a cryptic one-liner. Then he threw the bottle and the flame, though because I was there to see it I put the hose on it immediately which didn't stop the fire, but hindered it greatly. This time more people came to help, I think I had a hold of the boy and a man, maybe the one who gave me the hose, had another boy. These were the "pyros".
Once again on the porch, it was night time by now. There were young people out there again and they were more rude. I remember confronting one guy about doing something like maybe throwing trash on the ground (this was on a wooden ramp that led to the porch that wasn't there before). He and a friend confronted me back, one of them picked me up and held me over the ramp though I don't think I fell. I got back on the ramp and got away from them, off the ramp onto the lawn. And then I started to clean up again, a pile of little plastic toys that were pokemon-like. After a minute or two a couple guys came down to hep and talked to me.
END OF REMEMBERED DREAM.
Overall theme: I was the one concerned, I raised the alarm, but no one else seemed as concerned. Am I making a bigger deal out of situations, or are others just not as caring?
Labels: 911, alligator, baby, birth, family, fire, house, kids, peers, people, porch, sister
Friday, September 9, 2011
September 9, 2011
Initial setting is the house I grew up on on 19 Mile Rd. Where I will begin was preceded a little by me being in the family room with my old friend Katherine. I was sitting in a blue recliner we used to have. I think we were being called for dinner, or something in the kitchen, but I did not go, I stayed laying down in the chair. When I got up, I got up to let the dogs and cats outside. IWL we had chains hung up by a bell we had by the door, and there were 5 chains. And I thin there were 5 dogs, one being Patches, and the only cat I remember recognizing was Melvin, a cat from the last half year of my WL. I tried to get one dog out at a time to put them on a chain, but one got out without being chained though it didn't run away. At some point I noticed the big cats coming close, coming across the field behind the house towards the pets that were out. One was a bobcat, the other was more like a mountain lion. I noticed the threat, and was trying to get the animals back in. I witnessed the bobcat crouching and getting ready to go after Melvin, and I yelled "Melvin!" to get his attention before the attack, and he was able to climb up a telephone pole before the bobcat got him. Not quite clear, but a group of people came from the houses across the field and it was made known that the guy who owns the house owned the big cats. I was quite upset and was trying to get information, trying to chastise these people for having these cats and for letting them terrorize the other animals, but no one was paying attention to me. I remember only one of these people kind of listening to me and understanding, the others were ignoring me and get the big cats and went back to the house. They were half way back across the field when I turned invisible and turned into a bat-like creature maybe, small and able to fly, to spy on what was happening. I made it in the house, the man who owned everything was in his 30's, he was an intense, aggressive person, and there was a boy there of maybe 13 he seemed to "own" also, he and the boy were in the house first and I could hear them talk about the situation. It seems the attack was intentional. When the others were in the house he talked to them about it, kind of like why it was a failure, and what they will do next, etc. I was flying around, looking at all the different people, and the guy got a sense that there was something flying around. He couldn't see me, but it was more like he could sense where I was like there was a little flutter or light shine that tipped him off. He was on my track, and I was flying erratically outside to get him off where I was. I was back out in the field a little and I remember one of the 'minions' of this guy had a taser and he found me, I don't know if I was visible or not but I felt like my self again, and I was tased with electricity. I was being brought down, but I thought go to the ground and the electricity won't hurt me, so I did that. Then I tried to re-direct the current back to the guy with the taser, and I got him, and then I tried to redirect it to the main guy.
I think I escaped, and the main guy sent these 3 or 4 women to go after me and try to catch me. Next I was in a random house I am not familiar with IWL, trying to hide or get away. The women followed me but I was again invisible, small, and could fly. They were in the house looking for me, I think they got my track but I used PSYBEAM to direct their thoughts elsewhere, or to distract them from my location. Next I remember they were sitting around a table, and I was up by the ceiling looking at them. I don't remember what they were talking about, but I was able to fly around them and whisper things to them, basically putting thoughts into their minds that they then think are their own, and makes them think that this pursuit is a waste of time. I did this twice to two of the women, flying softly by their ears and whispering things that were more important, I think, for them to spend their time on.
I think the main guy showed up at this random house, with more of his minions and maybe people who were my allies too. Some type of chase probably happened, what I remember next was it was the final showdown between me and this guy. I was myself, he was this big, orange, fluffy monster that really didn't look very dangerous. He looked Muppet-esque. I wasn't alone in this fight, I think though I was at first and he had some blows against me and I had one against him. When he had more on me, I remember thinking:
"The universe will not allow me to be harmed"
And I motioned for the 4 really large men to defend me, each was around me in 90 degrees, and the guy came after me but one of these men blocked the blow. And then when these men had the orange guy, time slowed down so that I could give a final blow (though it could be that I was super fast and time was normal). I just remember his face looking like "noooo!" in final defeat. I did something related to his face, or his head, which I had a clear view of. I probably gave some type of psychic attack and that was the end of the orange guy.
The last bit of the dream I remembered, he turned into a mouse and I had to find him to finally eradicate him. I had a St. Bernard with me, and the mouse was in a corner of a room in a pile of trash and boxes. I told the dog to "find the mouse", and then I called him a terrier even though it certainly was not a terrier breed. The bernard found the mouse but it started to run away, I stepped right on the tip of the tail to hold it down and I think the dog did away with the mouse, though I don't remember the end very clearly.
EORD
Labels: animals, battle, cat, childhood home, dog, flying, invisible, orange, pokemon, powers
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Aug 11 2011
In my dream this morning, I was a hawk flying. The bits I remember begin with me going to a house, as my human self. The house looked like it might have been from the neighborhood in Kalamazoo. As I was approaching, a sheepdog came out. it looked toony and could talk, was a male, and that probably came from my viewing of All Dogs go to Heaven before I went to bed. There were a bunch of puppies in the house and he was leaving because it was too much for him to handle, and he kind of gave me a slight warning, like "go in there if you want" because of all the puppyness going on inside. Next I remember seeing my friend L, I don't remember if she was in the first house originally or not, but she was in the house to the left of the first one. This was the house of a WL neighbor who we call "cool guy", and she was visiting him...in an intimate way. I talked to her, "cool guy" was doing some things around the house. It was like I was outside or on the porch, and she was on a couch in the front room, in front of a window looking through the window and talking to me. It was communicated that she was going to stay there, and I walked away saying I was going to tell her WL boyfriend P that she was there. I remember her protesting, saying no. Next I remember flying, and i was aware I was a hawk. I was going back to where I initially came from at the beginning of the dream. I remember flying over the beach on lake Huron, and there was a group of older students (college) on the beach watching waves form as part of a class. I flew above them and they could see me, and one realized I was also a human, but in hawk form. As I flew by I looked over the water and saw a wave forming and crashing as the students observed, but I kept flying and past the beach was a room, or corridor. The door of the room was closing, the door was white and made of some light wood, it wasn't like a front door. It was white, and the room was white, I didn't make it in time and I crashed through the door a little bit. It was like a comical crash but I made it through. WHat I remember of the room was it was white and there were two guys there. I exchanged words with one of them like we knew each other and there was recognition. The next room after that was my final destination. I flew in as the hawk and the guy from the beach who recognized me was following me but was a little behind. When I flew in there was a guy and three ground sloths. It felt like this was part of a museum, again very bright and white. The sloths did not recognize me and were growling a bit, and I transformed back to a human in time for the guy to come in and not see the hawk at all. The sloths started to lick me in recognition and the guy came in and didn't see the hawk and I think I acted like no hawk came in.
EORD