Post by themightyjenjen on Feb 8, 2005 18:06:20 GMT -5
Oh the insanity... I had quite the night!
Recoverd dream: This dream was one of those 'alpha wave dreams that you know happened but can't remember- It hit me like a bag of hammers while writing my other dreams down.
Perspective thru my eyes:
I was crying sitting in a dim hall in front of a walk way/ entrance hall- the sky outside the open door looked to be right after sundown- I could see a huge grassy yard- no drive way or cars- just grass, and forest surrounding. A man came up and shown a laser on my wounds(?) (my left shoulder, under my right breast, my arms and neck.) And walked away, then came J ( J was either a baby or a tiny 4 inch person)and a tall man who seemed J's father or master, he gabbed me and slammed me flat onto my back on the floor of the entrance and held this gun thing that emanated a bright green light into body where the old man had pointed the laser, I struggled and struggled, I heard the man mutter that I should have passed out by now, I struggled some more and then pretended to pass out, and the man loaded me onto a metal serving cart on the bottom rack and pushed me off (J was a tiny creature, and I became one having been put on this metal rack I felt as though I was in a car seat and had no control over my neck… but the man with a gun was normal sized. We went into the forest and into this bustling school or hospital of sorts, I was still awake, just disoriented and I climbed off the rack when we stopped in the kitchen near a door and I must have been 3-4 inches tall, or maybe a baby, because I had to crawl and it was difficult, an old woman in a gray serving dress and white apron push a cart past me and on the bottom rack where I could reach was bread pieced with butter on them, I was starving so I grabbed them and began shoving them into my mouth. I got the impression that I was to be kept a secret, the lady had known I was grabbing food and stalled moving her cart until I had time to grab the food, not looking at me to draw attention, I saw the mans feet walking around the server and I looked up and saw that he was wearing brown leather clothes and a fur pelt around his neck, he had a beard and a God symbol on the circle at his brow (the full circle with the crescent atop, in gold). He without looking at the server told her in haughty voice that he had already eaten and required nothing more- in a way that meant- “why the hell are you still here”. He did not seem to see that I had escaped the cart… there is more but I cannot remember- something about a dimly lit pool house thing, me yelling and throw the man over a ledge into the pool below with only energy from my hands.
"Sanding Floors"
Perpective: thru my eyes
I was in a smaller rectangular room, the walls were all white, and behind me, the long side of the room had a large, nearly floor to ceiling window- as I could tell from the huge bright sunlight window shape coming in at an angle to the floor. In front of me was a old set of cabinets on the floor, empty and un used although in good repair. I had a large commercial sized floor sander and understood how to use it, I had a low-grade paper disk on it and began going with the grains of the wood slats. It seemed nothing was happening- I tried again, going backwards now- still nothing, I didn’t want to put pressure down, because I knew it may damage the floor and sander, but it seemed the only option to get the machine to work, I put down a little pressure and walked quickly across the floor- it worked! The floor became a light shade as I went, but I began to get ahead of myself, pushing harder and walking slower with it, I got down to raw wood and the whitish- blonde color of the floor seemed to glow. It kept up this pressure, as I got closer to the cabinets- I wondered to myself as to why I didn’t take the time to pull out those cabinets so I could sand the entire floor at once, but as I thought I looked at the base of the cabinets and wondered if the hardwood ended at them. I looked down at what I was doing and realized the sander was missing little bits of the dark stain and sealer- I pushed it back and forth, trying to get it perfect- and the dream ended…
"The Storm"
Next dream- perspective thru my eyes:
It was night, there was no light from anywhere at all, no stars, no moon, no streetlights, and no house lights or cars. Blackest night. I was a child- but not in any form I had been in this waking life, I was a skinny, flitting little thing, with wild hair and no clothes on. I knew also that I was in the yard of Shane and mine future house. The wind picked up and I began to dance, a storm was coming, I felt the fat splashing rain drops and laughed I was so happy, the thunder was so loud it shook the earth itself, the lightening created spider webs across the sky- illuminating the fat bubbling clouds, and the house and trees. I was not alone though, the lightening came again- and it was J – he was laughing with me, though he was fully clothed and hadn’t been affected by the rain, which had now stopped. In that flash of lightening I saw as I looked up at him from my child-sized eyes- that he had these tiny dazzling white fangs. I was not afraid, in fact I as about to grab his hands and dance around with him. But the dream faded…
Wow, so- I hoped you enjoy today's episode of "The Mentally Deranged".... Until tomorrow....
JenJen
Recoverd dream: This dream was one of those 'alpha wave dreams that you know happened but can't remember- It hit me like a bag of hammers while writing my other dreams down.
Perspective thru my eyes:
I was crying sitting in a dim hall in front of a walk way/ entrance hall- the sky outside the open door looked to be right after sundown- I could see a huge grassy yard- no drive way or cars- just grass, and forest surrounding. A man came up and shown a laser on my wounds(?) (my left shoulder, under my right breast, my arms and neck.) And walked away, then came J ( J was either a baby or a tiny 4 inch person)and a tall man who seemed J's father or master, he gabbed me and slammed me flat onto my back on the floor of the entrance and held this gun thing that emanated a bright green light into body where the old man had pointed the laser, I struggled and struggled, I heard the man mutter that I should have passed out by now, I struggled some more and then pretended to pass out, and the man loaded me onto a metal serving cart on the bottom rack and pushed me off (J was a tiny creature, and I became one having been put on this metal rack I felt as though I was in a car seat and had no control over my neck… but the man with a gun was normal sized. We went into the forest and into this bustling school or hospital of sorts, I was still awake, just disoriented and I climbed off the rack when we stopped in the kitchen near a door and I must have been 3-4 inches tall, or maybe a baby, because I had to crawl and it was difficult, an old woman in a gray serving dress and white apron push a cart past me and on the bottom rack where I could reach was bread pieced with butter on them, I was starving so I grabbed them and began shoving them into my mouth. I got the impression that I was to be kept a secret, the lady had known I was grabbing food and stalled moving her cart until I had time to grab the food, not looking at me to draw attention, I saw the mans feet walking around the server and I looked up and saw that he was wearing brown leather clothes and a fur pelt around his neck, he had a beard and a God symbol on the circle at his brow (the full circle with the crescent atop, in gold). He without looking at the server told her in haughty voice that he had already eaten and required nothing more- in a way that meant- “why the hell are you still here”. He did not seem to see that I had escaped the cart… there is more but I cannot remember- something about a dimly lit pool house thing, me yelling and throw the man over a ledge into the pool below with only energy from my hands.
"Sanding Floors"
Perpective: thru my eyes
I was in a smaller rectangular room, the walls were all white, and behind me, the long side of the room had a large, nearly floor to ceiling window- as I could tell from the huge bright sunlight window shape coming in at an angle to the floor. In front of me was a old set of cabinets on the floor, empty and un used although in good repair. I had a large commercial sized floor sander and understood how to use it, I had a low-grade paper disk on it and began going with the grains of the wood slats. It seemed nothing was happening- I tried again, going backwards now- still nothing, I didn’t want to put pressure down, because I knew it may damage the floor and sander, but it seemed the only option to get the machine to work, I put down a little pressure and walked quickly across the floor- it worked! The floor became a light shade as I went, but I began to get ahead of myself, pushing harder and walking slower with it, I got down to raw wood and the whitish- blonde color of the floor seemed to glow. It kept up this pressure, as I got closer to the cabinets- I wondered to myself as to why I didn’t take the time to pull out those cabinets so I could sand the entire floor at once, but as I thought I looked at the base of the cabinets and wondered if the hardwood ended at them. I looked down at what I was doing and realized the sander was missing little bits of the dark stain and sealer- I pushed it back and forth, trying to get it perfect- and the dream ended…
"The Storm"
Next dream- perspective thru my eyes:
It was night, there was no light from anywhere at all, no stars, no moon, no streetlights, and no house lights or cars. Blackest night. I was a child- but not in any form I had been in this waking life, I was a skinny, flitting little thing, with wild hair and no clothes on. I knew also that I was in the yard of Shane and mine future house. The wind picked up and I began to dance, a storm was coming, I felt the fat splashing rain drops and laughed I was so happy, the thunder was so loud it shook the earth itself, the lightening created spider webs across the sky- illuminating the fat bubbling clouds, and the house and trees. I was not alone though, the lightening came again- and it was J – he was laughing with me, though he was fully clothed and hadn’t been affected by the rain, which had now stopped. In that flash of lightening I saw as I looked up at him from my child-sized eyes- that he had these tiny dazzling white fangs. I was not afraid, in fact I as about to grab his hands and dance around with him. But the dream faded…
Wow, so- I hoped you enjoy today's episode of "The Mentally Deranged".... Until tomorrow....
JenJen