It has been a rough few days and nights and I have been having a lot of nightmares lately. I have been bad about writing lately, mostly due to the fact that I have been really busy dealing with a sick cat and have been running all over the place and trying to do too many things at once, or at least it feels that way to me.

So, a couple nights ago, I dreamed about being in a house with the mother and I did something to anger her or I woke her up or something and she started throwing things at me. At first she threw balls and random objects at me. Then she started hitting me with a piece of rawhide and was screaming the entire time. It reminded me of the picture I have stuck in my mind of the mother as a demon with her hand ready to hit me. Always threatening and it never mattered whether or not the blow actually fell, the threat of it was enough.

The dream last night was of being on a college campus or something similar and there being a serial killer or something going around and ripping people into pieces and leaving body parts lying around. Near the end of the dream, there was someone who saw a screaming head laying on the ground and he started to scream and then his body was just torn in half while he was still screaming. There was no external force that was visible to do this, but there were body parts all over the campus. Needless to say, it was pretty disturbing.

I am guessing that a lot of the nightmares have to do with today being the mother's birthday. It could also be made worse by the fact that Smokey had a problem when we took off his bandage last night and bled a lot from his IV site. It kind of freaked me out a bit.
It has been a few days since I have written, but it has been because I have not really remembered any of my dreams for a few days. I have not been forgetting my journal, it is more a lack of remembering the dreams to write about. Last night was different though, and it may be hard for me to describe last nights dreams, because they are very personal in some ways and hard to give the full effect of them because of that.

The dream started out with a group of people that were on a sort of post-apocalyptic world. We were some sort of entertainment group or mercenary gang. Yes, i know those sound like two very different things and like they would be hard to confuse the two to the point where you couldn't tell them apart, but it made sense in the dream.

I was either new to the group or a newly installed leader and the group had fallen on hard times and being new, things were being blamed on me. I was trying to give rational explanations for the things that had gone wrong and explain that sometimes bad things happen and it was more the other reasons things had gone wrong, but well, things were not looking good.

There was then a conversation that involved donuts and sex, which again is a strange mix, but there it is. I remember bits and pieces of that, but overall very little of it. I mostly remember mention of chocolate coconut donuts and that the conversation was somehow the guy hitting on me, and I was trying to say yes to the donut and no to sex. Did I mention the guy was drunk?

Anyways, the dream then shifted to me walking into a overly modernized lab facility with all of these blue rounded sliding doors. As I walked through each door, I expected an alarm of some sort to go off. When an alarm finally did go off, it was saying that I was low on nitrates and a person appeared at a window with three different pills and a glass of water with two packets of equal floating on top of it. The equal got wet and I was trying to open it and pour it into the water when I woke up.
Well, this is not what I would label as a significant dream, but I want to get in the habit of writing about my dreams and remembering them more, so here it goes. I took a nap this afternoon and had this dream while I napped. I did not have a very deep sleep in my mind either, just as a side note. This dream involved talking with my sister Diane about cooking with raspberries. The conversation took place as she walked with me to a bagel and donut shop that she had a coupon for.

She asked me if I had ever done any cooking with raspberries, and I wanted to please her and started talking about making raspberry pancakes and muffins (which I have made with mixes) and she wanted to see pictures, which I did have. She also talked about some things that my other sister Judy made with raspberries, including a tart of some sort, which she showed me a picture of.

Now, I do enjoy raspberries, but overall the dream was just sort of weird and out from left field to me. I guess such is the way of dreams :-)

Fragments

Sep. 15th, 2013 01:01 pm
I had several dreams last night and I remember fragments of them today. Some of them were related with each other, but I am not really sure where the connections are any more. I know part of the dream(s) took place at an SCA event of some sort. It was an event with a lot of vendors, like Birka and seemed to be in a rustic styled building. Someone came up to me and kept putting hair clips in my hair with frilly butterflies and such on them (I have no clue, so don't ask me... I remember three hair clips and that she was basically putting them on me as gifts).

Another part of the dream involved my friend Matt (aka Jethal) in a outfit comprised mainly of decoratively cut ribbons of paper shaped like a beard and clothes singing a song declaring his love for Elquinjena (aka Liz). Meanwhile, Liz was somewhere else throwing a fit and saying that she was through with Matt and that she was sick of him or something. Once again, I have no idea where any of this came from. I see some posts from Matt on facebook, but do not know of any problems with their relationship. The singing is at least somewhat in character though.
I do not recall a lot of last night's dreams, but I do recall being with a group of people and approaching a black wire fence that had black barbed wire at the top. The group of people had wanted to go over or around the fence, but as I looked at the fence it seemed to resonate darkness or some sort or evil and I knew that I did not want to go near it much less past it.

I then had to convince the rest of the group that I was with that going past or over the fence was a "bad idea" and ended up getting in something close to a fist fight about it. Maybe it was a fist fight, I don't recall the dream that clearly.

The thing that stands out the most clearly is the fence itself. It was a chain link fence and the black seemed painted on. It seemed like it was near a playground in the dream, which is disturbing. The most disturbing thing was just the feeling that came off from the fence... like a palpable force.

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