They were eating me, piece by tiny piece, thise frighteningly bizarre metal insects, and breaking me down to my component parts to extrude more of themselves.
::shudder::
My brain is damning me.
Ok, last night's dream wasn't bad, just odd.
I was wandering around SOMEWHERE, where I came across a mixed martial arts competition, informal, kind of like fight club.
It was neat, and I kept trying to text a friend to tell him so, but my phone was stuck on a video game where I could not beat a turtle, so I was not allowed to text.
But ... The fighting was spectacular. That part was very enjoyable. :)
That's the only dream I can remember. I slept like a rock for most of the night - and my night, annoyingly enough, started about 1830. :( I missed out on conversation. I'll catch it back, but still.
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Hmmm...dreams...mine last night was watching my parents running away, or rather gliding like vampire Lestat in long flowing coats after setting fire to cushions in the town center at midnight...
heh. Have to phone my mother later LOL
Guess you better beat the turtle :)
Last nights dreams ... I was hunted. Through different dream-scapes, different themes, I was quarry. All night. I'd drop off, fall into REM, and be chased by monsters, by myself, by ballerinas (?!), by amorphous mysteries ...
Bleah.
I hate the feeling of being hunted.
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Mine were HDMI cables turning into a giant snake that I could communicate with via HDMI cables...but he then morphed into Teal'c from Stargate, but he was still the snake, too.
I bought him a container of small snakes for supper, but they were escaping and I was angry because I paid for them and would have nothing to serve him. He said,"Let the white ones go...they have no interest in me. We catch only the ones who mark me." Then I was scooping armfuls of small snakes onto his plate and he was reassuring me that they were delicious. I woke when my arms were covered with double puncture marks.
... WOW. That sounds very entertaining, actually, except for the being snake bit. I LOVE snakes.
Yeah, it was pretty cool. The bites were little because the snakes were so tiny, but after a bunch of bites, my arm was stinging in the dream. I think that's what woke me up.
The cool thing is, that there was a time that the dream would have gone terrifying. With the delta waves, it stayed at the cool and fascinating stage.
WIN! :)
I move, I breathe, I
Grow, I learn, I laugh, I love,
Enchantment beckons ...
These seventeen syllables brought to you by a total lack of anything resembling sleep, coupled with introspection.
I have no desire to share the nightmares from tonight, save that it was like reliving one of the worst experiences I have ever lived through. It may seem odd that the above haiku prefaces this entry, but I am trying to be positive, dammit.
I am trying to look toward positive things.
Same old, same old ... 0032am during the work week .. wandering aimlessly through the house, eying my pillow with disdain (interruption - eying just looks like it's spelled wrong, doesn't it?), paying bills, making grocery lists, rearranging my shoes, you know, restful stuff.
Sleep? Pshaw, that shit's for amateurs.
NEW bad dream!
Trying to figure out why I have been targeted by specially bred assassins, and then realizing it's because I can smell what breed they are.
I'm sorry? Where the fuck did that little gem come from? I mean, I am reading about genetics, sure, I get that, but ... manufactured bacteriophages have nothing to do with assassination! ... Oh, wait. Unless you use the altered bacteria as a little programming utility to insert mitochondrial mutations into the RNA of a developing fetus, tailored for a specific heritable trait expression ...
Umm. Ok.
I am trying to be perky and cheerful. I dressed up today, even went so far as to ::gasp:: put on mascara (about as much make up as I ever wear, unless you count flavored lip gloss ... I think I'll have blackberry today).
Nightmares all last night from which I could not wake, from nuns shoving food in my mouth telling me to give up, get fat again, put on the habit and join them, to give up on health and self, to nightmares of dead children picking me apart to make themselves whole, to running from myself all night long because I was also death.
So, Yeah, man! Perk up, buttercup! ::shoves some coffee in my mouth :: And wakey wakey eggs and bakey! On with socks and hands off cocks! All that stuff. :)
I am so not rested.
So many nightmares I finally gave up and crawled out of bed with almost a migraine.
::sigh::
I need a cuddle monkey or something. A pillow pet to snuggle. Maybe I should get Grape Ape from the car.
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I need a cuddle too... come to Aunty Kateh!
^ I made myself out to be a creeper. O.o
Hehe. :) Aunteh Kateh indeed. No popsicles, though. ;)
Thank god, I'll run out of clean shorts soon.
When I can't sleep these days I find makings stuff is good for a distraction.
I've started coloring, colored pencils. But nothing I draw is at all soothing for me. ::shrug::
Would drawing your dreams help? Physical activity helps, too. And no, this has nothing to do with the previous pants comment. :P
How about a nice cup of warm milk? On me ;)
Not sure how it would help, but never let it be said I am not a goer ... ::makes a cup of warm vanilla milk and pours it on Joli::
Not bad, but I have to give the win to your unintentional retort.
Ya know, I was happy to share the fact that I have a large stuffed cow that I sleep with, believe it or not- it gives me perfect support for my busted arm, and it's cuddly when the nights get bad...
But since Joli changed her avatar, it is just weird
*snark*
Really, brain?
Have a nice big cup of STFU!
Ninja Turtle Live Action Role Players?
What the sweet HELL was that all about?
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Here I was... sitting in my bed... dressed as a ninja turtle... and I though Hey? Why not send these vibes to Req?
;P
Uh... *thought
'Scuse my turtle spelling :P
Well at least it was TMNT LARP and not TMNT furry porn.
Have you ever seen 2 turtles fuck? It's boring.
Should I take offense at that last statement?
::giggle::
Kowabunga dood!
Yep. Definitely going to check out Kelly Howell.
Three recurrences of the burning dream in one night? Fuck this. Oh - what's the burning dream, you say? I am so glad you asked. It's a recurring nightmare I've had since before I could walk. I'll post it below ...
Joli, stop reading, I think I've had you read enough ugliness, eh?
It starts out, where I am in a small cottage. I am a midwife, an herb woman, and alone. There is a commotion from the forest outside my cottage, and the preacher and the people from the town come, trampling my gardens, and they drag me out of my cottage, throwing mud and rocks at me, breaking my teeth and skin.
They bind my arms to a pole or branch, like a thick broom-stick, and march me into the village, a mile or so, all the while hurling insults and imprecations and rocks and mud and eventually refuse at me. There is a pole set straight up in the middle of the square or what passes for one, and they tie me to it and put brush and wood around me, still throwing things, and I am screaming at them that they don't understand, and they light the fire.
My hair goes first.
I can smell it, and then my clothing catches and I can feel my lungs burning from the hot air as I try and scream, and I feel my eyes pop and sizzle down my skin, and my skin crisping and the fat sizzling from my cracked skin.
I feel this a long time before my chest hurts too terribly bad to even try and draw breath to scream.
I feel it a long time.
I kept cleaning in my dreams, repeated scrubbing of my house, walls, ceilings, floors, furniture, over and over again. Someone was coming over and I just could not get it clean enough.
Who do I deal with that is that damn judgmental (or that I see that way) about whose opinion I actually care? I have no idea.
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Are you a perfectionist maybe? Just wondering if you are overly critical of yourself at times.
... it could well be just a restless mind and your dream made that into you relentlessly being busy.
Dreams are difficult to interpret...Mine end up so--------very weird, I have stopped trying to figure them out LOL
This is just the LAST straw! Scary monsters are bad, but HOUSEWORK? That's terrifying! I'd rather duel with Godzilla armed only with the limp celery in my refrigerator rotter drawer. We've got to get you help. Unless I am mistaken about the progression here, tonight you will dream about Lysol and ways to keep Dave from shutting you out because you've lost your dainty freshness!
;) Love you
I keep having dreams about birthing children.
In some I die, in some they are stillborn ...
Maybe it's because I am not capable of having kids; well, it would take a great deal of luck and probably a miracle or two to allow me to carry a child to term (thank you uterine cancer).
The dreams are rather disturbing.
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It could be that you are approaching a time where you will be making a change or transformation. Or you are finishing up one. Since this isn't your first dream about birthing, I'd be inclined to go that route since they are different dreams.
The death would signify the ending of old ways, an old you, or such. Birth meaning something starting a new.
I had a few of my own disturbing and confusing dreams recently, but yours actually seem rather straightforward to figure out.
Or I could be wrong and your body is longing for something it can't have. Either works.
I do hope you can get some latch on them. Stuff like that sucks. *hugs*
*hug*
Badger, with the specific themes and how they connect; it sounds to me like you feel your life is a bit cluttered and disorganized. Maybe consciously you feel that things are well in hand but it could be a matter of to many pictures, websites and whatever. You mentioned age specifically and childbirth. You are reaching a turning point at your age; childbirth also means change of some sort. With your history of medical issues I think it would be a good idea to become hyper aware of your body if you aren't already; dreams are also our body's way of communicating with us. Your body can register the slightest change in hormones, blood cell counts, viral counts and so on. Twins in a dream can sometimes signify two halves; right and left, light and dark.
Dreams are not hard to read, especially by the person who is dreaming. They are your dreams. You should know what they are about.
I had a dream that one friend (male) was gently interrogating me to ensure my intent was not to emotionally hurt his friend (whom I recently started dating in the dream). It was interesting ... I actually learned a few things about myself in the dream, and about how I think on someone for whom I could develop an interest. Huh.
(parsed sentence structure aside. Sorry. I tried to clean that up, but it wasn't having any of it.)
I dreamed that I birthed twins.
I was somehow married to a military gentleman who was over seas and Khayman was with me in the delivery room. The whole pregnancy had been touch and go due to past medical issues, the fact that I am damn near forty, and it was TWINS.
In the delivery room a laptop had been set up with google chat on and a camera because my husband was OVERSEAS, and I was not about to let the doctor touch me without my husband somehow being present for the birth of his children.
The babies were a boy and a girl, yes I named them in the dream, yes I was crying in the dream, and then I started to bleed WAY too much, my husband tried to climb THROUGH the computer (and almost made it), and the doctor had sweet fuck all luck getting Khayman to stop holding my hand and get out of the delivery room. (She knows I am terrified of doctors.) She threatened to make him incapable of fathering children.
I don't know how this was all resolved because the cacophony from my dream made me wake up.
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Does this have anything to do with the uterus comment?
o.o You know .. it may. The uterus comment was bemoaning the fact I am female and my body insists upon changing its oil, still. Maybe hormonal shift caused the crazy ass dream.
o.O
I would have, you know. Made him incapable. *evil cackle*
Love you sunshine.
Dreams of cleaning 7 years of mess and vegetative matter out of a very nice abandoned house, making it comfy for me. Very confusing but satisfying dream.
Oh. And it's Katie's fault I saw a saggy ass with bad underwear in the dream.
Ima kick her if I have to fly to the land of opposites and Cassowaries to do so.
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bad underwear down under? o.O
Just for that I have to see if I can find the profile for you. xD
You have the best weird dreams.
Glad I could... help. ;P
I'll find some more material for you! :D
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PAGAN
07:24 Jul 30 2011
that was a horrible dream. o.O
I had a dream ages ago that the devil/hell was taking chunks out of the small of my back, my kidneys. I still know the feeling of the flesh being torn from me although it wasn't sore, more of a symbolic thing I think.
My dreams can be too vivid sometimes.
Joli
16:17 Aug 01 2011
It IS horrible, no question. But on the positive side, 10 points to Gryffindor for the awesome use of "extrude!"