My Dream Blog

[Astrojewels]

Because you dream so vividly, they must hold answers to your questions, there must be an intention for you to have such a great memory of them, I rarely remember my dreams and the ones that I do, I would prefer not too. I do find your dreams amazing. When I was young I had a dream-reality, where your dream is part of your reality, you are dreaming something that actually becomes real, have you ever had one of those? It was eerie and I remember it like it happened last night.

[DreamTime]

Oh yeah...I have had some of those. Ones where I would swear were real but then I would 'wake' up. Then, when I did wake up, it was hard to come to terms with what I had just experienced being just a dream.

[AndrewX]

Hey Karen,

I had a startling lucid dream last night that left me feeling as though it was a sign of things to come.  Before explaining what is was, let me give you a little background on the last time I saw a similar such dream which occurred about 2-3months before 911. 

In that dream Karen I saw myself shopping in the city (Melb) with a very good friend of mine and it would have to have been a Friday evening because it was night time.  We were walking along Collins Street somewhere around Queen or Elizabeth Streets and there was a nearby Arcade that had an opening on Collins Street leading north to Bourke Street. 

Then without warning I and everyone else on the street around me heard what sounded like 2 distinct Turbine Jet Airplanes that were on a downward plummet with their turbines whining down in sound frequency in a lineal manner.  As would any jet that was on its way downwards, exactly as they sound at an airport when coming in to land.  We were all frantically looking skywards in the direction the sounds were coming from which seemed to be in a sort of Southeasterly direction coming from the north and heading southward PAST Collins Street heading toward the old Gas and Fuel brown buildings that lay opposite Flinders Street station and adjacent to the train yards there if you could imaging Karen.  But strangely enough we could NOT see anything but the sounds of the Turbines where unmistakable and loud. 

Then without warning and very abruptly we herd them BOTH CRASH into the upper levels of a building that was on the Eastern side of Swanston Street south of Collins Street.  IOW, just around the corner from where I was.  The crash was thunderous and glass shattered everywhere.  I could see glass flying and crashing close to the corner of Collins and Swanston Streets accompanied with huge plumes of smoke.  My mate and I ran up the Arcade towards Bourke Street and when we came out onto Bourke we looked eastward towards the corner of Bourke and Swanston and within a coupe of seconds the smoke and dust was on it’s was past the intersection in a northerly direction… and there I woke up.  Less than 3months from the day, 911 occurred. 

Now back to the present dream… 

This time I saw myself alone but with many people walking around me (strangers), on what looked like Rathdowne Street opposite the current IMAX cinema.  As I was walking southward on the western side of Rathdowne opposite the large open area next to the IMAX, between the IMAX and the old Exhibition building if you know what I mean. 

Then in the dream there was a building adjoining the old Exhibition complex that suddenly started blowing up in levels.  It started from the top slowly working itself down and I could see there were multiple charges set inside it on every floor and they went off one floor at a time.  The charges were organized in a matrix array of about one per square meter or yard and you could see them start to explode on the perimeter of the building/floor firstly and very quickly working their way into the centre of the floor by which time that particular floor was in pieces in on its way down to the level below which had also started the same explosion sequence from the outer perimeter working inwards towards the centre of the floor… and so on it went till there was NO building left standing and everything came crashing down in a thunderous roar that almost deafened me in the dream.  When all the massive and heavy pillars landed close to the IMAX cinema that actually bored a massive hole in the ground on the side of the cinema which everyone enters.  The side opposite the old Exhibition building, the southerly side IOW. 

Once everything settled I along with many other people walked towards the ground opening and we could see the basement levels of the cinema complex that were about 30-40 foot below ground.  One half dazed woman of about 55 years old started pulling pieces of the ruble away from the main pile which was just south of the opening and dragging blocks of debris right up to the edge of the opening and leaving them there to go back and grab another.  I noticed the ground covered in dust and the ground around the opening was a sort of marble/shining stone material which would make it very slippery.  In fact when I walked up to the edge initially to look into the hole I was very careful not to slip in.  I then turned to the woman and told her to not go so close to the edge in a loudish voice as she was about 10-15metre/yards away from me.  She paid no attention it my calls and continued dragging another piece of debris towards the very edge of the opening.  This time though as she came to the very edge her left leg slipped and she fell straight down the large opening to what seemed to be her death.  So I left and as I was walking away I then woke up. 

To me this indicated that before too long something similar will occur somewhere on Earth.  I don’t know where, but chances are it will. 

Just my 2 bob for the day.

[DreamTime]

Okay...well, I kind of have given up on my "dream blog." I just couldn't be bothered doing it all of the time. Actually, I had another bout of depression hit me, and I all but gave up everything I had going. That happens every now and again and it kind of pisses me off, but I just have to muddle through. It seems to have gotten extra troublesome since I quit smoking last April and my weight kept on going up. This is one of the hardest demons I have had to fight so far.

Anyway, even though I stopped updating my blog - actually I have just kept on changing it - over and over again -  I did want to post a few dreams that I have had recently that I thought were kind of strange. (Well...all of my dreams are basically strange, but that's another story.) You don't really need to try to interpret them, but I just wanted to post them to see what the reactions might be.  If nothing else, think of it as a few interesting short stories to read. :)

Okay this first dream I had while I was at my oldest daughter’s house on December 11. It went like this: It started where this neighbor lady came over and wanted to have my grandkids come over and play with her kids. When they came back, my one little grandson was acting strange. Suddenly this worm-like creature crawled out of his butt. We freaked out and immediately checked all the other kids. We went to a hospital and had the creatures taken out of the kids. We still didn’t know how they had gotten into the kids. And it seemed that they could only get into young ones, until we saw this Mexican guy at the hospital and he was almost taken over by this creature. On the x-ray machine, it looked like he was turning into this creature. So then, we all turned and looked at my oldest grandchild, who was a teenager in this dream (in real life he is only 8). We had thought he was safe, but then we realized he wasn’t. He then began changing before our eyes, and we had to have the thing pulled out. We asked him how it happened, but he didn’t want to say because he was embarrassed. We found out that the neighbor lady had been molesting the kids and she had put the creatures into them because she was either a host or a creature herself.  That was why she always wanted the kids to play at her house.

The next dream I want to tell you about was on December 24th. I was still in New Jersey. First I would like to tell what happened before I had this dream. That night I had been talking to Richard on the phone and he was telling me how he had been ‘attacked’ by a microwave pulse. They had attacked his head and it was so bad that he actually had to go to the hospital because he thought he was dying.  

Anyway, that night this is the dream I had:  It started out where I was with a group of people (friends?) and I suddenly noticed markings on my legs. One leg had a huge vertical marking – kind of like a brand – that said, “Witch Blade.” The other leg had some various symbols on it. I was pointing them out to someone when this other lady heard me and came over to see them. I showed them to her and she suddenly grabbed my arm and said, “Come with me.” She was pulling me fast and holding onto my arm hard. I had a hard time keeping up with her. I tried to get away, but she wouldn’t let me go. That’s when I realized that I was now a prisoner, and I was not happy. 

I was pulled through a park-like setting and into a building with many rooms and hallways. As I looked around desperately for someone to help me, I saw this shadowy figure of a man slipping through the doorways. He stopped and stared at me and I tried to mouth to him, “Help me.” I somehow knew or felt that he was some kind of a ‘hero,’ but he just looked at me and vanished. 

I was then pulled into a room with a lot of people. There were also a lot of different groups in different rooms. I saw a bunch of kids – girls – in a circle getting ready to do some kind of dance and chant. This lady then dragged me in front of these men and began showing them my legs and talking to them about me. I realized that this was some kind of a cult. I don’t know if it was Satanic or not, but it did resemble that kind. I was trying to get away, when I suddenly began floating into the air. I was amazed and thought that this was really cool. I don’t remember if they pulled me down or if I came down on my own, but after I realized I could do that, I became more interested in what was going on and decided to stay for awhile to see if I could find out. There was more to this dream, but I can’t really remember. 

The next dreams were from January 31st. They went like this: First I remember being in a huge warehouse-type of building. Either I was working there, or I was training to get a job there. There were long tables and lots of people around. They all seemed to know me. Then there seemed to be different types of crafts – like maybe that’s what the people did there.  

I was walking around looking at things and I came to the front of the room and saw this metal divider thing in front of the wall. It was filled with different items hanging on it – pictures and crafts. I was looking at the pictures that were on there, and I realized that they were of my parents, nieces, nephews, and other relatives. I was shocked because they were ones that I had never seen before. My boss (?) came over to me and I began hollering at him that these were my relatives. I was asking where he got these from; that these were ones not even I had seen before. I kept on insisting on answers when he wouldn’t respond to me. He just held up his hands and smiled at me. Then suddenly the whole wall tipped forward and fell down, making a huge crashing noise as everything on it broke. I immediately stepped back shocked, saying that I didn’t do anything; I didn’t knock it over. The boss said he knew I didn’t knock it over, and kept on trying to calm me down. Then I began looking at the long tables and kept on noticing different pictures that had my relatives on them. It was like they just kept on showing up. That’s all I remember of this dream. 

The next dream went like this: I was pregnant (again!) and I was with this man who I assumed was my boyfriend and the father of my baby. I can’t really remember what he looked like, but he seemed to be young, with curly blondish hair, and he was really ‘cute.’ The word “cherub” comes to mind. He was also overly sweet and nice to me, but I just seemed to soak it up.  

Evidently I was going into labor and I was in a room – but I’m not sure if it was a hospital room – I just assumed it was. There were all these people around. I don’t remember exactly who they were, but I know that there were politicians and other famous people there. I think I was nervous, because I kind of remember trying to hide in my boyfriend’s arms, and he kept on soothing me. Then someone gave me this shot and either I was lain down on the floor, or I collapsed onto the floor.  

All the people circled around me, and began talking at once. Someone said that I would be all right, and then my boyfriend and some other people (nurses?) lifted me up off the floor and put me on a table. All of a sudden my water broke – or at least that is what it felt like – but I couldn’t move because whatever they gave me in the shot paralyzed me. 

This is where it really got strange. I kind of woke up at this point, but I was half asleep and half awake. I felt my ‘water breaking’ and I actually thought I was wetting myself, because that’s what it felt like. But there was nothing I could do because I was paralyzed in my waking world too. I kind of freaked out because I couldn’t make myself move, and yet it felt like my water was breaking and I was in labor. I kept on going in and out of the dream until finally my dog nudged me and broke the paralysis.  Really freaky feeling… 

Okay these last dreams were on February 3: I remember waking up and being in a bed with this woman, a lesbian. She kept on trying to seduce me and I kept on telling her no. I was trying to be nice and I was saying that I knew her partner and she was a friend to me and I couldn’t do that to a friend. She kept on saying that her partner would never find out about it.  But I just kept on saying that I couldn’t, and I think I finally got out of bed. That’s about all I remember about this part of my dream.  

The other dream I had I was in this house (some house I had never seen before in my real life). This house seemed to be really big, open, and bright. My one sister was there. I was, or had, been taking a nap on a couch when I felt something in my stomach move. I looked down and saw this big protrusion coming out of my stomach right below my belly button. I went over to a bedroom where my sister was and I told her to look at this. She looked and then just turned away. I asked her if she had seen it, because now it had gone down, and she said yes. I asked her if she thought it was what I thought it was, but she didn’t say anything. Suddenly I started feeling lots of movement in my stomach and I saw two small bumps moving on my stomach. I knew then I was pregnant, but I couldn’t believe it. 

My other sister had come into the kitchen and I went over to her and put her hand on my stomach. She felt the vigorous movement in my stomach. I asked her if she thought I was pregnant and she said of course. I wanted to know how that was possible because I had not had a period since I had a hysterectomy years ago.  Then I went to sit down on the couch and my one nephew came over to me. He said he had to tell me a secret and he leaned over and whispered in my ear, “I think I got someone pregnant.” I then leaned over to him and whispered, “I think I am pregnant too.”  

That’s all I remember about this dream, but I sure would like to know why in the heck I have so many dreams where I am pregnant – and why they are so very, very, real.
Sorry this post is so very long, but read it over a couple of days. ;)