Weekend Wonders
I’ve had a couple of dreams since my last post, I had one last night (Sunday Night) and another Friday night, both very different. Fridays night dream wont be very detailed as I didn’t have a pen handy to write it down and it’s been 3 days since then, so I’ll describe as much as possible.
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Fridays Dream: Like previously mentioned I’d don’t remember a whole lot about the dream but there were a few images that stuck in my head. The dream was set in some sort or war time surrounding and I remember it being very gory, there was people being blown up, severed limbs and blood everywhere, this didn’t seem to phase me in the slightest.
The actual place where the dream was set I’m struggling to remember. I can sort of picture it in my head but only one thing comes to mind. The soldiers were standing on tall blocks, I’m not talking about well constructed platforms or anything like that, just giant blocks and they were all standing in groups of 3 of 4 people. For a while the soldiers were doing fine, but then the “enemy” started droppings bombs and completely decimated the soldiers I was with. This is when the gore came into, picture Saving Private Ryan style blood and guts.
This went on for a while. During the bombing I just kept running from block to block watching bodies fly everywhere until I realised that there were children hiding next to the blocks, I don’t remember seeing any children dying but I do remember seeing them crouched behind these blocks.
One other detail of this dream comes to mind, at some point during this dream I was in some sort of war room and on some big screen television screen the soldiers were huddles round shouting “For Wonderland” as it flashed on the screen. That’s what they were fighting for, some place called wonderland.
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Sundays Dream: I actually managed to record this dream properly which is good. I woke up about 4.45am after this dream, obviously I was tired and I nearly went back to sleep thinking “it’s cool I’ll remember it when I wake up”. I somehow manage to motivate myself to get out of my bed and grab a nearby pen and paper, which is now going to live beside my bed.
In this dream I was skateboarding with my friend Bert and one other person who for the life of me I cant remember. Bert has taken up skateboarding recently (in real life) and I too have joined him except I roller blade so this dream was very entertaining. In the dream how ever Burt and I are both very accomplished skate boarders.
We were at some kind of park, but it’s not a skate park, it just has on long concrete path going down a hill. We would just continually skate down it and climb back up. While we were doing this there were people watching, but the only face I recognised was my friend’s younger sister who I haven’t seen for years.
After skating for a while my mother and one of her friends came along. Her friend decided to have a try at skating, She made it to the bottom of the hill but fell of at the end. The fall was quite spectacular, she rolled for what seemed like miles and her limbs basically went in all directions, it would have been a very painful fall had it been in real life. But she got straight up and laughed, she was perfectly fine. I remember commenting to Bert about how funny the way older people fall over it looks so dramatic, like old people fall off skateboards all the time. My mum then had a turn at skateboarding down the hill, unlike her friend though she managed to stay on the board. But instead of skating on the path she somehow missed it and she completely disappeared and we couldn’t find her again.
After we lost my mum, Bert ran out of his ridilin medication so he and I both thought we should go see his girlfriend Niki, but the other person who was with us (the one from the beginning of the dream who I don’t remember) didn’t want us to see Niki, and said that Bert would be perfectly fine.
One key thing that I remembered from this dream was that both Bert and I had these key chain type things, with these block type things hanging from them. They looked the shape of a brick except they were smaller, lighter and I think it was white.
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Fridays Dream: Like previously mentioned I’d don’t remember a whole lot about the dream but there were a few images that stuck in my head. The dream was set in some sort or war time surrounding and I remember it being very gory, there was people being blown up, severed limbs and blood everywhere, this didn’t seem to phase me in the slightest.
The actual place where the dream was set I’m struggling to remember. I can sort of picture it in my head but only one thing comes to mind. The soldiers were standing on tall blocks, I’m not talking about well constructed platforms or anything like that, just giant blocks and they were all standing in groups of 3 of 4 people. For a while the soldiers were doing fine, but then the “enemy” started droppings bombs and completely decimated the soldiers I was with. This is when the gore came into, picture Saving Private Ryan style blood and guts.
This went on for a while. During the bombing I just kept running from block to block watching bodies fly everywhere until I realised that there were children hiding next to the blocks, I don’t remember seeing any children dying but I do remember seeing them crouched behind these blocks.
One other detail of this dream comes to mind, at some point during this dream I was in some sort of war room and on some big screen television screen the soldiers were huddles round shouting “For Wonderland” as it flashed on the screen. That’s what they were fighting for, some place called wonderland.
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Sundays Dream: I actually managed to record this dream properly which is good. I woke up about 4.45am after this dream, obviously I was tired and I nearly went back to sleep thinking “it’s cool I’ll remember it when I wake up”. I somehow manage to motivate myself to get out of my bed and grab a nearby pen and paper, which is now going to live beside my bed.
In this dream I was skateboarding with my friend Bert and one other person who for the life of me I cant remember. Bert has taken up skateboarding recently (in real life) and I too have joined him except I roller blade so this dream was very entertaining. In the dream how ever Burt and I are both very accomplished skate boarders.
We were at some kind of park, but it’s not a skate park, it just has on long concrete path going down a hill. We would just continually skate down it and climb back up. While we were doing this there were people watching, but the only face I recognised was my friend’s younger sister who I haven’t seen for years.
After skating for a while my mother and one of her friends came along. Her friend decided to have a try at skating, She made it to the bottom of the hill but fell of at the end. The fall was quite spectacular, she rolled for what seemed like miles and her limbs basically went in all directions, it would have been a very painful fall had it been in real life. But she got straight up and laughed, she was perfectly fine. I remember commenting to Bert about how funny the way older people fall over it looks so dramatic, like old people fall off skateboards all the time. My mum then had a turn at skateboarding down the hill, unlike her friend though she managed to stay on the board. But instead of skating on the path she somehow missed it and she completely disappeared and we couldn’t find her again.
After we lost my mum, Bert ran out of his ridilin medication so he and I both thought we should go see his girlfriend Niki, but the other person who was with us (the one from the beginning of the dream who I don’t remember) didn’t want us to see Niki, and said that Bert would be perfectly fine.
One key thing that I remembered from this dream was that both Bert and I had these key chain type things, with these block type things hanging from them. They looked the shape of a brick except they were smaller, lighter and I think it was white.
3 Comments:
Quite interesting, funny how your mum just disappeared like that. Dreams often have a bunch of people in them and at the time you know who they are, but when you wake up you can only remember like one or two people for some reason. I have had many a gory war dream myself, I have this one particular one which recurrs, and my men are in masks, they look a bit alien, and get knifed cleopatra style with massive swords by the enemy, and it just feels disgusting. Not the best dream.
I think you should speculate about what they could mean when you blog. Thats what I do.
posibly....
but im not doing this to find meaning, i'll see what happens
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