I dreamt I was learning a therapeutic/promotional process that involved forming an image. I was working with an instructor that was asking me questions and according to my response he altered the picture. It was meant to show me the process of achieving my goal by posing questions that guided my answers. The picture that was supposed to be formed was a particularly happy one with a naive rainbow and the sort.
I also dreamt that I went to a bank and I was very stoned. I felt awkward because it was very tight security-wise. I had to fill-in forms with my personal information and I was afraid I would do something wrong and be accused. It was also rather hard to keep up with the clerk that was helping me as he was constantly changing desk and was leaving my papers in the previous one, so I had to go and interrupt other customers to get them back.
I woke up thinking of the song "magnificent seven" by the Clash.
Yesterday I dreamt again I was pregnant but the dream was an adventure style one. I told P. about it when I woke up but I can't remember anything now.
Saturday, 23 April 2011
Wednesday, 20 April 2011
three in a row
I have had terrible difficulty in convincing myself to get out of bed during the last weeks. In addition to this I can't remember my dreams and when I do I am too bored to write them down. But today's was a keeper. I have forgotten half of it because I half-woke up and then I was dreaming I was writing about it and it got further complicated.
It all started in a cottage in an isolated small village I had gone to visit with P. We were staying in a house, that resembled my mother's, that somebody we did not know so well had lent us. We had a big bag of green with us and were about to get down to business when we heard sounds from the back yard. I went out to check and I saw some people at the door about to get in. I told P. about it and approached them to ask what it was they wanted. I thought they might be policemen. P. came out with a plastic bag he through casually at the plants. I knew what the content was and fell insecure. We chatted a bit further and then they probably left. I remember chatting with another man that had also moved recently to this village. I was not particularly fond of him as he was one of these people that brag about everything and preach hippism. He was saying he had constantly visitors comming to his house from his previous life and what a great time they have all together in the dump he called home. I think that something strange happened then and we found ourselves in a pub, sitting on a bench with other people. I remember wooden walls and going through a door and something very odd and metaphysical taking place that was related with the excavation of various objects from boxes stored in a hole in the ground. My father showed up and managed to fix everything right with an incantation.
Subsequently, I remember being in a beach. The landscape was rather peculiar. There was soft sand and the water was shallow for miles. There were small sandy reefs very close to the beach that was formed by small pools. I was walking around trying to find a spot where I would have enough space. It was not really crowded but it seamed as if every swimmer had a private pool only for themselves. I checked a place that was not occupied but there were urchins in there. I kept walking around.
Then I saw fabrics. They were coming out of holes and forming dogs. I had to collect them but it was a difficult and complicated task.
Also, some days ago I dreamt I was four months pregnant. My tummy had become quit large. I wanted to keep the baby but I did not know if this was possible due to my condition. I wanted to talk about it with my doctor but instead I saw I was sitting with my old professor of sculpture, asking his opinion and describing the situation to him.
Another day I saw that there were large boxes in the corners of the room, in which were super heros. I could see them re-assemble from spare parts.
It all started in a cottage in an isolated small village I had gone to visit with P. We were staying in a house, that resembled my mother's, that somebody we did not know so well had lent us. We had a big bag of green with us and were about to get down to business when we heard sounds from the back yard. I went out to check and I saw some people at the door about to get in. I told P. about it and approached them to ask what it was they wanted. I thought they might be policemen. P. came out with a plastic bag he through casually at the plants. I knew what the content was and fell insecure. We chatted a bit further and then they probably left. I remember chatting with another man that had also moved recently to this village. I was not particularly fond of him as he was one of these people that brag about everything and preach hippism. He was saying he had constantly visitors comming to his house from his previous life and what a great time they have all together in the dump he called home. I think that something strange happened then and we found ourselves in a pub, sitting on a bench with other people. I remember wooden walls and going through a door and something very odd and metaphysical taking place that was related with the excavation of various objects from boxes stored in a hole in the ground. My father showed up and managed to fix everything right with an incantation.
Subsequently, I remember being in a beach. The landscape was rather peculiar. There was soft sand and the water was shallow for miles. There were small sandy reefs very close to the beach that was formed by small pools. I was walking around trying to find a spot where I would have enough space. It was not really crowded but it seamed as if every swimmer had a private pool only for themselves. I checked a place that was not occupied but there were urchins in there. I kept walking around.
Then I saw fabrics. They were coming out of holes and forming dogs. I had to collect them but it was a difficult and complicated task.
Also, some days ago I dreamt I was four months pregnant. My tummy had become quit large. I wanted to keep the baby but I did not know if this was possible due to my condition. I wanted to talk about it with my doctor but instead I saw I was sitting with my old professor of sculpture, asking his opinion and describing the situation to him.
Another day I saw that there were large boxes in the corners of the room, in which were super heros. I could see them re-assemble from spare parts.
Saturday, 16 April 2011
In. built a platform
The day before yesterday I saw I had put on a very nice coat. It was too big for me and it looked funny. It was made of various fabrics, in dark colours, black, brown, maroon and purple tartan. The shoulders were very broad and it gave a pointy overall impression. I especially liked the pockets and its hind side. On the back it was wavy circular and the pockets were thick. I can't remember anything else but that I put it on and started laughing.
Yesterday I saw I was with I., our dog. Something happened and she gained some strange, extra-terrestrial capabilities when ever there was lightning. She started building a platform. At first it was very small. We sat there on our own on pillows and fabrics. There was a lightning and she made it bigger. She wanted to wee and I sprayed some water for her wee to be washed off. The water started flowing towards our pillows and fabrics and I had to re-arrange them. Later we went to a party with P. It was in A.'s house. His new girlfriend was there. She had shoulder-length black hair and she was tall. Her brother was there as well and he, also , had long black hair and was tall. We were in a half-furnished, low-lit living room. The couple were on a divan attached to the wall on my left hand side. The door was on their left. P. and I were sitting on a couch. Next to us was a door that led into the next room and opposite us was another couch on which were sitting the girls brother and some other people. They reminded me terribly of my friend Th. I asked if they had a brother named Th. They said they heard that often but did not really respond to my question. P. got up and left and A. came near me. He did not sit on the couch but sat with his knees bent in front of me. He asked how I was doing and if everything was all right. We chatted for a couple of moments and he went back to his girl. It was getting very late (it would be dawn soon) and we decided to leave. We got out. The street was very crowded; cars were passing by while shit-faced adolescents were trying to cross the street. There were also policemen around and a general roar of dispute. We sneaked behind their backs because we were terribly intoxicated and we wanted to drive home. I felt my eyes itching to they point they they felt shrunk. We escorted a girl that was with us to her house. She leaved in a near-by building. We were impressed by how central her house was but it was on the ground flour and she seemed not to particularly like it. We left her there and walked home. It was much closer than I thought. It was just behind the railroad trucks. P. had taken the car there earlier. It was blue and it looked retro, like a 1940's car. We were about to go snog a little but then we were again on the previously mentioned platform. It was several floors high now. We were standing on the top of it but the woods that were forming it had started to disintegrate and we had to be very cautious on our step. Suddenly a whole opened and a woman (I can't remember if it was me) in a fin de ciecle dress fell through. She was caught and did not fall. P. woke me up.
Yesterday I saw I was with I., our dog. Something happened and she gained some strange, extra-terrestrial capabilities when ever there was lightning. She started building a platform. At first it was very small. We sat there on our own on pillows and fabrics. There was a lightning and she made it bigger. She wanted to wee and I sprayed some water for her wee to be washed off. The water started flowing towards our pillows and fabrics and I had to re-arrange them. Later we went to a party with P. It was in A.'s house. His new girlfriend was there. She had shoulder-length black hair and she was tall. Her brother was there as well and he, also , had long black hair and was tall. We were in a half-furnished, low-lit living room. The couple were on a divan attached to the wall on my left hand side. The door was on their left. P. and I were sitting on a couch. Next to us was a door that led into the next room and opposite us was another couch on which were sitting the girls brother and some other people. They reminded me terribly of my friend Th. I asked if they had a brother named Th. They said they heard that often but did not really respond to my question. P. got up and left and A. came near me. He did not sit on the couch but sat with his knees bent in front of me. He asked how I was doing and if everything was all right. We chatted for a couple of moments and he went back to his girl. It was getting very late (it would be dawn soon) and we decided to leave. We got out. The street was very crowded; cars were passing by while shit-faced adolescents were trying to cross the street. There were also policemen around and a general roar of dispute. We sneaked behind their backs because we were terribly intoxicated and we wanted to drive home. I felt my eyes itching to they point they they felt shrunk. We escorted a girl that was with us to her house. She leaved in a near-by building. We were impressed by how central her house was but it was on the ground flour and she seemed not to particularly like it. We left her there and walked home. It was much closer than I thought. It was just behind the railroad trucks. P. had taken the car there earlier. It was blue and it looked retro, like a 1940's car. We were about to go snog a little but then we were again on the previously mentioned platform. It was several floors high now. We were standing on the top of it but the woods that were forming it had started to disintegrate and we had to be very cautious on our step. Suddenly a whole opened and a woman (I can't remember if it was me) in a fin de ciecle dress fell through. She was caught and did not fall. P. woke me up.
Tuesday, 12 April 2011
I. could speak
A few days ago I dreamt that I had to sacrifice my dog. In the same dream I saw that I was looking at my self in the mirror when I noticed that my hair had grown so much longer and that I had accidentally dyed more than my fringe. All the hair under the fringe were in a strange vibrant orange colour. I lifted them up and made a huge double bun on the top of my head. I was looking for my sister to show her that I could have been a member of the Adam's family. Then I saw that my dog had been possessed and I was told by some people that were there that I should e the one to kill her. I had to lure her near and then go through a sanctification process. I had chocolate on my fingers and I led her closer by letting her lick it off. Then they told me to pass my hand under her tummy and lift her up. I did all these. Subsequently we put her in a box. She was looking at me calmly while blue sparks left her body. I was feeling very depressed and guilty. This creature had been so loyal and despite the fact she would turn evil she had trusted me completely and I had led it to its death. Fortunately it was nothing but a bad dream.
Yesterday I also dreamt of Inuki. She was starting to speak. She would mime sounds like a Myna bird, but they made sense. She would say some words in the same manner she understands instructions. I was very proud and we were talking about it with P.
Yesterday I also dreamt of Inuki. She was starting to speak. She would mime sounds like a Myna bird, but they made sense. She would say some words in the same manner she understands instructions. I was very proud and we were talking about it with P.
Wednesday, 6 April 2011
Boys
On Friday morning I dreamt I was with K. I was washing his hair. He had a strange haircut. Most of his hair were shaved, as if he wanted to seem to be going bold, yet there was a line of hair left above his forehead that looked like a big mustache. I remember scrubbing this area with soap as well as his sideburns and beard. I remember that a lot of things happened in that dream but I went to work and I forgot most of it.
Last night, or more likely this morning, I saw I was with P.and then I met another boy. It was my friend Th. I haven't seen for almost two years and with whom I was in love in 2000-2002. Nothing ever happened between us apart from playing. I was thinking I was in trouble because I liked them both so much. I felt better with P. but I also thought that since I wanted Th. for so long I shouldn't miss the opportunity to see what it would be like. I did not know how to tell then both how the situation was. Obviously I was not going to lie or hide. In the scene that followed thing got even more complicated because T. changed into D., who is -or was- the boyfriend of another close friend of mine. This image was very upsetting and I tried to bring back Th. in the dream. Then I saw I was in a supermarket with all these people but I didn't know who was my partner. I found myself naked and alone in a corridor filled with people doing their daily shopping. I put my clothes back on and I went downstairs to find my friends. A broad-shouldered but short guy showed us his beer. He was drinking a Heiningen. I understood what it was from the little castle on the label. We asked him to get two more for us. I woke up.
I have been very nervous lately and I didn't want to get out of bed and face reality so I went back to sleep. I woke up an hour later so I didn't go to my morning job. I'll take the dog out for a walk, cook and draw.
Last night, or more likely this morning, I saw I was with P.and then I met another boy. It was my friend Th. I haven't seen for almost two years and with whom I was in love in 2000-2002. Nothing ever happened between us apart from playing. I was thinking I was in trouble because I liked them both so much. I felt better with P. but I also thought that since I wanted Th. for so long I shouldn't miss the opportunity to see what it would be like. I did not know how to tell then both how the situation was. Obviously I was not going to lie or hide. In the scene that followed thing got even more complicated because T. changed into D., who is -or was- the boyfriend of another close friend of mine. This image was very upsetting and I tried to bring back Th. in the dream. Then I saw I was in a supermarket with all these people but I didn't know who was my partner. I found myself naked and alone in a corridor filled with people doing their daily shopping. I put my clothes back on and I went downstairs to find my friends. A broad-shouldered but short guy showed us his beer. He was drinking a Heiningen. I understood what it was from the little castle on the label. We asked him to get two more for us. I woke up.
I have been very nervous lately and I didn't want to get out of bed and face reality so I went back to sleep. I woke up an hour later so I didn't go to my morning job. I'll take the dog out for a walk, cook and draw.
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