david and the albino thieves

There was a bank robbery going on. David was part of it, as were these two albino looking people. I wasn’t in on it, but I was watching the entire scene unfold. They broke in, and David took the money to another location. Then the female albino said to the male albino, “What about the diamonds?” So he went back for them. The safe that they were held in was a giant room with a bed and everything. It was cooler in that room than the other side of the giant golden door of the safe. The female kept watch, while the male ascended the marble stairs, up to the nightstand that upheld the diamonds. There were six different colored diamonds, they were the size of peas, and yet they were very heavy. The male threw them in an ornate pillbox. Then he started grabbing other things from the safe, which cost him in the end. It turned out that David was an undercover agent of some sort and he stopped the albino thieves from succeeding.

bagpiper

Some disaster had occurred, post-apocalyptic even…or that’s how things felt. I was with Logan and we were in a camp. Strangely enough the scenery was bright and actually looked like the booths at carnivals.

Then this man appeared in the crowd. He looked like a Rastafarian but he was playing bagpipes. Everyone stared at him, which was his desired effect. He stopped playing the bagpipes, spun around, and crashed through these booths. The booths’ walls were made out of tissue paper and he ran through several walls before he disappeared.

I became paranoid and I knew that whole spectacle was ominous and that he would be back. So then I grabbed Logan and hid underneath one of the booths. Then just as I predicted the man reappeared and with a bang, too. Everyone was frightened and fell to the floor.

I knew what he would do and where he would go.

He would look for us, and he would find us soon enough.

I must have awoken for fear of my baby. Why must she always be in danger.

no words

I was in my Hacienda house again. I was with a group of people, teenagers and children. We were laughing in the daylight, then someone gasped and our attention was drawn to the door. There was someone there with a mask on. It had a female body, but it did not seem human. It had a mask on, a deer mask. It seemed so harmless, but I knew it was so full of danger.

Everything turned quiet. No one laughed, whispered, dared to breathe.

Then I ran.

I left the others behind. I knew they would be fine, I knew it was only after me.

So I ran.

I ran to my room in the northeast corner of the house. I locked the door behind me with sweaty fingertips, so scared I wouldn’t be able to turn the lock. Then I backed away and waited and listened. My eyes were locked on the doorknob and then it moved. The thing was going to get in somehow. Somehow I could see it behind the door silently fiddling with this minor obstacle.

I looked around the room and saw my escape. The window to my freedom conveniently had the screen already removed. I jumped out and knew it would soon open the door and figure I went out the window. I ran around the house, back to the front door, and into the kitchen. I grabbed several knives from the drawer and handed them to my young comrades.

I had a blue knife. It seemed so weak like it was made out of foil because it crumpled up in my hand. But when the thing came around and back through the front door, the knife did not fail me.

Her skin felt like fur. She fell to the floor and all was silent again.

a strange way out

I was in a house looking for something…as usual.

Oh! I was looking for a way out. The house seemed haunted. I checked all the doors and then I checked them a second time; plain old doors, closet doors, cupboard doors even. The day seemed to disappear and the house became dark. I drifted towards a room with a faint light coming from it. My mother was in that room, lying on the bed, and reading, as usual.

She said to me, “Check that one,” without looking up from her book. There were many to check, but I knew exactly which one she was talking about. It was small door or I had grown bigger for it was a bit difficult to squeeze through. I had a flashlight in hand and I turned it on, discovering that even though the door was very small, the room it concealed was not. This room, unlike the one I had just came from, had high ceilings and dark wooden floors. On the floor I found two miniature figurines of what seemed to be rabbits.

Then someone hit the lights, but these weren’t house lights, they were stage lights. I was on a stage that had these wings^† where darkness seemed to go on forever. Then my cousin was there, thanked me for finding her shoe the figurines turned into a shoe in my hand, and proceeded to tell me how she wished she was married and had children.

Then, all of a sudden, there was this girl with blood on her face. She was evil and dangerous so I took my cousin’s stiletto and started to stab the girl with it. She seemed to be unscathed and growing angry. Then we were somewhere else. The girl was strapped in a chair and I went to the kitchen and grabbed a knife. She had to be destroyed so I dismembered her and decapitated her.

Even though she was so cold, she seemed to be so alive. And even though all the noises she made were animalistic, she seemed to have a voice and I could hear it in my head when she looked at me with her green eyes.

Then I felt strong hands on my arms. They were my father’s come to take me away. He held onto me and pushed me all the way out of the house. It seemed to be an old house based on the furniture, and yet there was pink carpet everywhere, and we were dressed in 1900 clothing. But the strangest thing happened when I looked into a mirror as we passed it by. I saw myself but I could not see my father’s reflection. I felt his hands still pushing me, saw his feet when I looked down at the floor, but he vanished when I looked in the mirror and saw myself floating there.

Stranger things have happened?

^†Wings: The unseen backstage area on either side of the stage of a proscenium theater

демон волк

A whole lot happened in this one:

At first it seemed like I was playing a point and click game. While I was putting some pieces together and then there was this house further back in the game it was very dark and probably evil. I was supposed to go through the house first but instead I went to the top of the roof. I clicked on this branch that was connected to the roof. It had an oil lantern on it. When I broke it off the house started shaking and I could hear something growling. I panicked and tried to put the branch back on the roof. I succeeded but the lantern was leaking oil everywhere so the branch caught on fire, which caused the roof to catch on fire, which in turn burned the whole house down. The fire was gone pretty quickly and started picking items up from the ashes. They were mostly metal things like pieces of a sword and some chain mail. I realized this fit perfectly for this Aragorn character in the game. I thought, “Since I have him and the sword nothing can defeat me now!” I said this because the growling was still around and getting closer.

Then I was no longer in the game, I was in my house. And the growling was real. I saw the beast outside my door. It was a giant wolf with grey and black fur and red eyes. It seemed as if it couldn’t enter the house. For a brief time, the wolf was gone and my dog appeared. I rushed outside and brought him into the house because I didn’t want to see him get torn to shreds by the wolf. When I was back in the house I looked across to my neighbor’s yard to see if anyone was out there. My worries soon vanished when I noticed that my neighbor’s, along with their dogs, had two lions.

Then I turned around and saw that my house changed. I was in some grand house and the people in the house were dressed all old-fashioned. The time of the day changed, too, going from dusk to the afternoon again.

There was this plump girl sitting at the end of a long table looking down at a bag of frozen peas. I looked away and looked back at her, and there was a different bag of frozen vegetables in front of her. I tried to stir her, for she was sitting in directly in the sunlight; everyone in the house was. I figured they shouldn’t be doing that since the power and water were out, so they need not put any strain on their bodies. If they sat in the sun, they would become thirstier.

I went into this other room where this man was going through a freezer. He kept on saying to himself, “We’ll have to eat the pig if we can’t find anything else to eat.” Thinking about it now, he was probably referring to the stout girl. In the room there was a square window where the sun was pouring in. I looked towards it and it started to turn dark. The wolf was there. I closed my eyes and hid, and somehow the wolf got a hold of the man and disappeared with him. (This part seems so similar to my other dream)

I knew I had to get out of that place because the people in it were unsettling, but I also knew evading the wolf was going to be a challenge. So I ran upstairs, which to my surprise turned back into my normal house. But of course, not everything was the same. My room was different and the clothes in it were not mine. The time of day changed, too. It turned back to dusk. *

I started to pack my clothes. There was somebody else that was going with me (a child), someone else who was going to help me find a guide, and then my mysterious guide. I overheard the guide that we were the kids whose parents were part of this murder/rape. This made the guide sympathetic towards us and they became willing to help us.

In the end I remember fervently trying to pack everything I could because we had to leave soon. Our guide placed a bomb somewhere in the house. The only thing I remember taking that was actually mine was a jar of coins.

*I believe these changes of day occur when I turn to and from the window in my sleep, in reality

dollhouse

I was with Harry Potter and three other girls. We found this house, opened up the window and saw that the only thing inside was a dollhouse. Then we heard a noise and realized what it really was; well, Harry, one of the other girls, and I knew. The girl with a red ribbon in her hair didn’t and so she was taken. There was this doll with green eyes that would take you, and probably kill you, if you looked at her. When she came we all crouched low to the floor and covered our eyes. When the girl was gone Harry looked too soon and the doll was still there. She started to take him by means of this rope/whip thing she had. But I became brave and I grabbed onto the rope, pulled her into this piece of cloth, and chucked her into this lake was next to us. The mass skipped a few times before it was swallowed up by a frog, who then flew away.

covers

I was in some sort of dormitory with Ron Weasley, but we weren’t in Hogwarts. I was just there in his bed and every time an adult would come around I would hide underneath the covers. Then all of a sudden we kissed and I said, “What about Hermione?” He told me ever since she went to Scotland they had been drifting apart and he knew there was nothing left between them.

Thinking about this in a conscious stream, as good as this all seems, this has to be my least favorite dream

parc

David, my brother, and I were strapped together flying around with a parachute. I kept on seeing what I thought to be a floating Ferris wheel, and told them that my mom would have a heart attack if she went on one of those. However, when we got closer to the thing, it turned out to be a sign to this amusement park. We landed and discovered that the park was closed, but the security guards let us play in it anyways. It was really just a bunch of playgrounds and playhouses, and some of them were made entirely out of legos.

Oh yeah, there was a merry-go-round there, too.

Plane Food

I was in a seat similar to those in an airplane. There were rows and rows of these seats and they had pockets in the backs of them. I looked inside my pocket and there was a packet of syringes with my name on it. My dad was in the seat next to me and I asked him what they were for, then all of a sudden my mom shows up and hands me the drugs that will be injected into me. She told me they were for me so I would stop having horrible dreams, so I would stop dreaming entirely. I started to cry and I tried to explain to her that my dreams weren’t even that bad. I was so confused and I asked my dad why this was happening and why everyone was so calm about it. He just kept on telling me that everything was alright and to just take the drugs.

Head Wounds

I was in the desert. There had been feuds going on between the Native Americans and certain white people. Most of them were on the opposing side, but there were also some on the resistance. I was in a jeep getting filled in on what was happening. There was a giant wall made out of those really tall hedges that look like trees. On one side of the hedge were giant rocks and the wilderness and there was one man standing there. He must have been a guard. On the other side there were groups of small houses. I remember seeing an old empty chicken coop, and I thought, “This is my father’s house.” That’s where we were headed, to my father’s house, a safe place to be.

But when we got there it wasn’t safe any more. There were shouts of danger approaching. It sounded like the enemy was coming from up ahead in helicopters, or that’s what the shadows looked like. I ran into one of the sheds and immediately regretted it. It was the first shed there and was probably the least safe. Then people were dropped to the ground by the helicopters and started firing at the sheds.

Then an African woman came into my shed with a gun and shot at me. She shot me in the head. I couldn’t feel the pain, but I knew I was still alive. I knew the bullet had only grazed me so I played dead and waited for her to leave. She came to my body and touched my skin. She said, “still warm.” Then she pulled out a knife. She cut a string that was around my neck and then tried to wretch this silver necklace from me. But she had to use both her hands in order to take off the clasp. So she put her knife down and in a flash I grabbed it and held it to her throat. She looked so frightened. Then someone helped me put her in this car and we started to drive off. It was so much quieter compared to the noises of the attack.

We showed her how the people she was working for didn’t even care about her. We showed her that even though they knew she was alive they would not come back for her. Then we drove back to the safe place. When I got out of the car I rushed out and ran to my family. It wasn’t really me though. This was a blond woman with a white dress with blood running from her head to her dress. She had a husband and children. They were safe and were overjoyed to see her. With tears in their eyes they held her close.

After the attack was over people started to take care of the fallen…fin

Man Oh Man Oh Man

Sensory overload this time. So many details.

Highlights would have to be:

Getting caught in a TORNADO! I was there with my family and for some reason Marla was there, too. She was sitting next to me and I was holding onto her as this giant tornado, in the woods, came spiraling towards us. We spun around in so many directions and crashed on the ground. It was wild. Everyone was all right, but we had to ditch the car and travel on foot. This scared me because there were these evil mutants {X-men kind of mutants} who were after us.

Before that happened

I had stretched this one mutant’s head inside this building, through the hallways and snapped it back between these two doors. And for some reason I was Shadow Cat. Yeah he might’ve been pissed.

Before that happened

I remember looking for my laptop. I found it upside down, in the sink, all soapy. My niece had put it in there and I was furious. In reality she would never do that because she knows it’s her source for Barbie.com. But man did it feel like a nightmare.

Man oh man too many things happened.

places

I was in my cousin’s house in Rowland Heights holding at least ten balloons. With these balloons I could be lifted off the ground almost to the point of flying. It was pretty exhilarating.

Then I was in a desert scene and I could see abandoned, broken down buildings in the distance. But I knew there was danger ahead. It felt kind of post apocalyptic in the air. Then a group of people and I

went running out to the buildings and were then ambushed by other people. I don’t remember making it to the buildings.

And then I was in this forest swamp place. My cousins were there. I thinkwe were camping. I was trying to find this place where I used to go swimming because there was something I needed to find there.

The last place I remember being was at these thrift stores and there were sales going on or something; it was madness. I remember now it was New Year’s Eve but for some reason people were dressed up in costumes like it was Halloween. I was trying to get a costume together at the thrift store. I worked there so I could get stuff for free. What I picked out made me look like a sailor/pinup/Victorian dame. It was an interesting costume.

And then I saw a girl I hadn’t seen in a while and wanted to find her house but her street was missing.

So strange…

“Even though it’s so beautiful, you have to leave an island sometime”

Throughout the dream I could hear Natalie Portman say this. It was like a chant that would resonate throughout my mind and all around this vast land of the island. On one side of the island was an infinite desert and that’s where Natalie and these explorers came from. On the other side was an infinite ocean. Natalie was pregnant and had short hair and I remember there was a scientist and his assistants. We were trying to find our way off, but we never did…

broken blue banana

I was running late for something. Later on I learned I was running late for a deadline for some class I was in. It wasn’t an art class but the thing I had to do was a bit artsy.

I wanted to grab something to eat before I did that so I started walking towards…somewhere. But then I ran into my roommate and this girl takes my laptop and starts looking through it. Then when we get to this lawn she just places it on the ground and for some reason the grass covers my laptop. I started yelling at her that someone could have stepped on it and she was stupid and things like that.

Then I was at this place called Wormies. It was somewhat of a theme park, although I didn’t get to see the attractions. I was in this restaurant/cafeteria part of the place trying to find “an inanimate object and bring it to life.” That’s what the assignment was. In the cafeteria I found a blue banana. This lady working there wanted to stop me from taking it, but I explained it to her that I needed it and she let me go. I was going to make it a blue {sad} banana, and after I accidentally ripped it open, I decided

I would tape it together and call it a blue and broken banana.

After that I was walking around what felt like Downtown Disney {but of course was “Downtown” Wormies}, and I kept seeing this couple. I could see the girl’s face and knew who she was, but I wanted to see the guys face. They were standing in front of this shop that had porcelain and glass figures and I walked into the shop and looked out the window to see his face.

I was disappointed. He wasn’t as attractive as I thought and of course after seeing his face the mystery was gone. I heard them say “A blue banana? Why didn’t we think of that?” I guess we were taking the same course and were looking around for something to animate. Then we started talking and they were describing to me this teacher we had in high school named Mr. Cruz. The teacher I was actually visualizing was named Mr. Espinoza.

Anyways, the girl went somewhere to get something and it was just me and the guy. It was really windy and he told me he thought I was pretty. And I did look rather pretty in my dream, with this cute spring dress that would catch the wind, but never go up too high.

And then a few of my actual friends came out with some cameras and took pictures of me as I did a back flip. They were really nice cameras…

fin

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I remember there was a peacock, in a very small room, in a very high apartment complex. There was water below, like a seaport. I wanted to free the peacock by throwing it out the window because it could actually fly, but I knew it was weak and couldn’t stand the danger below. There were many evil creatures dwelling below in the water and some were flying creatures but stayed low to the water, too. Most of them were different types of dragons and submarines. I don’t know who they belonged to, but they made sure everyone was in the city because apparently the ocean was the only way out. I could see them from above and I could smell the air of the sea. I was also hyperventilating, and was breathing into this weird tube.

Done.

the animals

In the end:

There was this sea horse creature with what felt like an octopus tentacle as a tail. It was dying and I had to save it. It had swallowed a load of sand and it was whimpering and getting fainter. I turned it upside down and dumped all the sand out of it. I had to wait and pray for it to live. I was so sad. There were a lot of people and other animals around us waiting, too. Then it recovered and all was right in the world again.

All the while the song Animals by Cocorosie was playing in my mind.


Spend all my time amongst the animals


And on the tracks I would go they lead to the sea


To be amongst the animals

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Emily dreams of dead Japanese generals.

One has a samurai mask and a great white mane.

The other is seems to be from WWII. he is always following the other.

They show up as ghosts in the window at night. They disappear by the time she gets there.

All they do is look out the window, one with the exaggerated face and the other with an emotionless one.

And they walk around the room, waiting for something.

All the while there is a bloodhound after her.

Lucifer

More in the beginning there was a man, a blue truck, and I. We found a squirrel and named it Lucifer but there was no connection to the devil, it was a tame squirrel. It was just the squirrel’s name.

Then somewhere along the path of this dream I ran into Lulu bird and she was playing with the squirrel.

Then at one point I was back at school, back at the dorms, sort of. Then I ran into Jazmine and it was really nice to see her. I told her that in another dream we met up and she didn’t care, but this time she was really excited. And I liked that.

Her hair was nice and soft. She was riding this moped and she said I could ride it with her but I really couldn’t. There wasn’t enough room and I had too much stuff. It was raining and we were going down hill.

We were going to her friend’s house somewhere near by. That’s why she was there. We got to the entrance of this place. To get in you had to crawl under this grate. It was real hidden, and there was a more convenient entrance somewhere else, but we didn’t know about it.

Her friend wasn’t home, her shirtless tattooed brother told us. He had an apartment a few steps up. He seemed real rude. He had the same name as hers but a boy version. I forget what it was but it started with an A. and their last name was Piccadilly.

He went back to his apartment but left the door open. There was somebody else there, some psychobilly chick. She started to talk to us and play with Lucifer, the squirrel. Then the brother walked back in the room and was all “what the fuck are you guys doing here? Is that a squirrel? Get out!” What rude character.

I kept on feeling this weird tingling on my back that was seriously annoying me. I turned out to be the vibrating alarm clock on my phone…ugh I woke up late, but glad I woke up.

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Lately, when funhouses or things that are related to childhood, are involved in my dreams, they usually end up dangerous. The same goes with this dream. I was at some sort of museum where there were these interactive robots {like in those pioneer towns, in the saloons and what not}. A lot of the exhibits were fun to look at {but I admit I don’t remember them}. Then I was walking along with the other kids when we passed by this red curtain, like the ones for theatres. I deviated from the group to go behind the red curtain, to find an exhibit on Dracula. I enjoyed it at first with its campy atmosphere and haunted carnival ride music, but then things started to get unnerving. The mechanical Dracula started to stare at me, and then it started to come after me at an alarming rate. I seemed to have gone into several rooms because I was having trouble finding my way back. There were green curtains that I didn’t remember going through and then I saw the red curtain. I ran through them, not daring to look back and found that all the kids I was with were gone and one of my good friends was there. As if I didn’t think I was going to die a minute ago, I told my friend that it was just little scary and he told me he felt the same. It’s like nothing happened.

glass and gravel

I was on this enormous bridge. It had been damaged as if there had been an earthquake or something. There were holes, broken cables, glass, and gravel everywhere. I was running on it because I had to get to the end to get something. Then it seems like my niece comes out of nowhere. When she appears she falls into one of the cracks of the bridge and I reach out to grab her. While I’m holding onto her, she screams and cries out to me. I’m holding onto her and I look down to see the dark sloshing waters below. I finally pull her up to safety and carry her the rest of the way. At the end of the bridge there is a firehouse. When we get there the lights are all on and there sounds like there are people there, but no one is really there. I bandage my feet because they are bleeding. I had been running barefoot along the bridge of broken glass and gravel. In the end we are wrapped in blankets, seemingly surrounded by people but we’re really just outside of a firehouse at the end of a broken bridge