Labyrinth & Bus Trips

 

19th

Same dream all night again, varying slightly in setting each time I went bk into it. 

It starts as a multi level labyrinth, a gaming dream.  I'm with a group but fall threw to the level below.   Falling and swimming threw layers of earth.

Magic and elementals and puzzles to solve.  

I'd locked the others out - but left a brother trapped.  I needed to make a save and go back for him.

Next wake at 333.    Same labyrinth but it's all in a huge cavern now, with a central layer of energy and disks around.   The gamers have turned into actors and prima donnas.
The 2 guys in my team are gay now, I have to fit into the role I find myself in.
The different layers of the labyrinth now tell a story, performance. 
I needed an outfit to wear.
The bottom layer is that of three sacrifices,    and one of the older actor/directors is injured on the dress rehearsal.
He loses his shit looking for anyone to blame and as I was new it was me.  
He's calling me a Siren.
The gay guys were telling me not to react, it was hard but I kept calm.   I woke at 333 as the injured guy was telling me in a creepy way 'You're a clever girl'.

 

Back into the same place again..
This time the people though the same have all changed roles again.   It's a space type setting, a bit startreck.   The gay guys are now straight again and one is very thin and blond, he likes me. 
I also had very short white blond hair.
I'd been in that setting for some time it seemed....  Only the dream me had just arrived there.    I recognised them both and they told me, 'We knew you had potential'   I'd commented that I'd not really been present before, I had the memories of the person who I was now.   They agreed I'd been like a filler person, background character.

The setting had the same layers, this time the lower one heled some alien species.  They had had offspring that were like tiny red masks or skulls, we were going to log the infants in our data base, but the adults were unregistered.
We also needed to fix water flow between the layers, an alligator had bitten/ broken some rusty old pipe work that used to carry water from above to below.


25th
A costal town, soft sand that came up between the main town street.
Making sand castles on the shore.
A large carpark like service station with an underground mall.

Cactus shop.


Lots of dreams I didn't write down over the last 5 days.
 

30th
Sneaking and hiding in a strange futuristic town, a larger and larger group of people are looking for me.
I was using bus's to get around.

 

Next I was in a version of my main dream space.   It's dark and McKay's is like a warehouse of bottles and liquids.... All kinds on pallets. 
I was looking for a bottle of tonic water, but they seemed to have everything but.

Narrowly avoiding a multi car pile up on a strange road layout. 

Snakes, bugs and lizards on a dark path... Consuming each other.

 

A guy with a portion of fish and chips, he was giving me a bit of his battered fish.

 

Next a dream with Jo&Jon  White dogs, like wolf hounds... Playing in snow.   Then they had pups with them too.

 

Jo took me to Westminster, she was working there.  Clair was there too.

In the dream Jo knew the queen... Who was still alive.  
She had a key to a secret island.

Westminster had a dome over it, glass a little like the British Museum.

I could see people with brown parcel tape over there mouths and asked her about it.
They worked for the department of intrigue.

We were looking for legislators.

In another part of a dream i'd been trying to find the date & time... But when I looked at things it should be on.  Like a TV and a boiler the digits for the date and time, were flicking and changing.

Next a lot of bus dreams.   Journeys between London and Northsunderland.    

I had my black coat and new green bag, and Juppy with me.... But no cat basket.
When we got of the bus in Northsunderland...
Which had changed alot.. Different shops in places that had been houses, and a main road.
I'd decided to go get some cat bicys to shake to get the cat back.

The mainsteet was different too.  Pinnacles was like a red brick old Wearhouse as we were watching the roof and section of walls were collapsing.
The street was crowded, I was recalling how the harbour had been when it was just a sheltered cove, the white sand were the boats would land.

Metal school lockers, different shapes and sizes.   Some very organised, large and filled with plastic draw sections.   Mine was small, with some stuff crammed in. 
We'd each been given the locker years ago at the start of our time there.
We were moving on now so needed to clear stuff out.

 

Climbing to a bus stop threw grass with pockets of sinking sand, toys in the holes.
Meeting a mother in a cafe in the bus station.   She was disabled, I was lifting her back onto the bench as her legs were small and deformed.

I'd also been a ref in a football match, the players were neurodiverse - many were autistic or had ADHD.

 

Last dream I had the care of 2 young boys.  I was travelling between London and the North still.   The boys lived with me Hoggy and Em in London, I'd come north for 4 days.
I met Jack in a strange silver spacesuit thing riding a digger.

He was clearing land on Kingstree, we were trying to talk to each other but kept getting interrupted.  I'd told him I was around till Thursday and I'd find him before I left again.

 

House Party

 

18th

House party in a beach house.  Rachel there too.

Long gang turf wars.   Other stuff I can't read or recall.

A bedroom shop....  I lived in the shop, sold mainly house plants I propagated and strange art I collected. 
Amazing old stripped wood doors I'd collected all stacked up.   Big windows and lots of sun.   My bed was a platform in one corner.

The dream became lucid at the end when I was in the sea swimming with huge metal claws coming out of the water.   They were covered in marks and glyphs. 
A giant metal fish...    The dream just faded to bright white as I got more lucid and woke.

A concrete ball court with rows of concrete steps to sit on.... A film was playing on a screen and soldiers and storm troopers battling in front of the screen. 

It was the same city my house/shop was in and I was making my way back there.

A multi story shop selling clothes...  Hand made, mainly white coloured.   All different styles but mainly hand made, from various parts of the world.

A beaver and squirrels that followed me along a path, I'd fed them some brown bread I had in my bag.

 

A neighbour had a room full of fish tanks and bird cages, they charged a fee to go and view.

Meeting someone in a cafe for a brunch, we had a small table outside in a shady courtyard surrounded by old buildings.
 

 

Craster on Fire

 

12th

London... Odd tube transport were the waiting seats moved into the arriving train, then moved.

 

A large multi story building too, the dream was centred around that.   We'd gone to meet some people..... But they were shy.

I'd told the others I'd wait outside.

I'd made something too, tiny models of strange entities..  They were like abstract characters from a midsummers nights dream. 

 

14th

Long dream... Northumberland.  A story, high blue tide across the roads in my main dream space.
A story with tattoos, people we would recognise by them.  Lay lines and underground water supplies that bubbled up into bathing pools.

An undercover guy who was helping me link stuff together.

 

16th

Full night of dreams.

Firstly a non verbal male baby...   Seeing the world threw his eyes.   A journey to see my Bro on horse bk. 

 

Then a long dream of me being taken north for an xray.   I had to wear on of them old lead aprons for the journey over hills on foot and it was so heavy. 

 

The city we were heading too had 2 factions, I was a spy and to meet with the unethical group.  It was old fashioned set in world war time...

Putin and Trump were in the dream too, Trump was like a radio host broadcasting to the crowds. 
I was taken prisoner by the psyco group... They were doing experiments on people and lots of euthanasia.
People in vats of liquid being dissolved, nerves removed.   The guy doing this had taken me and was going to wipe my previous personality but keep my body.

 

I was telling the people I knew to forget about me as that me was about to be dead...   I'd just be an empty slave from then on.   The way he was doing it was feeding me these black bananas injected with strange chemicals.  It was an oddly physical dream too, I was being poked a lot in my left adrenals.  Could still feel it on waking.

I was quite resigned to my fate of being brain wiped.

 

Next dream I kept waking from and going back into.

A fire at my grans house.   It started in a dishwasher I was filling, and spread very fast to an oil tank for heating that was inside the house.
 

Once outside I realised there were multiple houses on fire... Burning out of control and spreading to other properties. 
A group of guys in yellow were throwing flaming disk things and starting them off.

In one old house 2 cats remained inside by a fire, the house had almost burnt to the ground, only smouldering oak beams left, but the cats were choosing to stay. 

 

Some of the fires were started by bright white lights... I was to rebuild a place on the cliff top close to the shore.  I found a bag by the sea too,  2 long socks and the bag contained stationary and incense sticks, in rainbow colours all sorted into bundles and tied with string. 
 

Last dream was about the phone I'd lost in the fire, and how to get a replacement, I met a huge dog with massive paws, it's fur matched my dress.... Both a black and white cow hide print. 
 

 

Odd Veg

 

8th

A dream doing lots of different jobs, barmaid, postman all kinds of stuff I've never done.

They weren't my jobs I was just covering for people I knew.  

 

9th

RPG style dream.   A staff and magic users.... Different factions.   Blood ties and a celebration, we were dancing in the streets in mud.

 

Back into the same dream, I'm with a guy who is a wizard.  It's modern though, he has a car we will use.  We were in a competition and I was being targeted because of my affiliation with him, so I needed to travel with him.

He was a wanted entity in a war/struggle for power that was going on.

I was able to jump threw space to different times to where patterns were repeating.
A large market town, potato shortage.... But an excess of these large green and purple veg I didn't recognise, they were to be a staple food for now.

I spent ages in a large shop with several floors looking at items.   A shoe I liked but there was only one, the clothes were all in bags on shelves.  I wanted some climbing rope to mend a broken bag I had.

 

Book Hunting

 

An amazing version of London, huge old buildings.   I was with Em on a mission like a treasure hunt.   One item we needed was a very old book.
We didn't even know if one still existed but had a lead about a book store in Oxford.
I had blue skin in the dream too, I'd recalled I'd dressed up drunk as smurfett for a new year party and had struggled to get the blue bk off :P

I'd gone into a strange casino looking for a part too, it was all black doors and walls and the rooms, doors walls changed making it confusing to get out.
Rainbow Macaw parrots... The people in this place were a little odd and zombi like but one showed me how to get out again and Em picked me up in a taxi outside.

We drive past some amazing stuff, a huge gold fountain/statue thing.

Oxford was crazy too, massive old Oak trees and old buildings set round sandstone cliffs covered in sheep, goats and big dogs.
The place we were to go was an old second hand book store.
It was a huge room with old fiction books pilled out of reach on symmetrical and impractical shelves,  the celling had old books stuck to it in patterns way to high to read. 

 

The shop was owned by a scruffy family with more rainbow parrots only these ones were pastel colours.  
We found the book... And I entered a false awakening dream, were I wrote the dream so far, then go back into it were we are holding the book. 

It's large A4 and all the others are looking shocked.... Their heads have changed and morphed,   I tell them it's a dream... But I need to see the book.  
It was visually amazing, like the old illuminated manuscripts.

Next dream I'm dreaming in a white square space with platforms and shelves. 
My dream diary keeps ending up out of reach in places I didn't leave it.

Ian was with me and I'd told him I was moving it in dreams.

He managed to reach it down for me and when I look at it the pages are covered in art I didn't draw.

One is drawn like a picture of Grey Ren looking out from a rip in the page, brown/grey skin with large white eyes.    The images are mainly cartoon / graffiti style. 

 

3rd & 4th Jan

 

3rd Jan

A beach party in a version of my main dream space.    We had my fabric tent, and were going night swimming.  We had the use of a beautiful café on the seafront too.

 

The café was carved wood with stained glass booths.   Empty bottled beer called Holy Cross in old square bottles with a cross on them.   The café was called Lindisfarne.

We had brought all sorts of foods to share after the swim.
 

Another group all guys had been in the sea before us and we let them dry by our beach fire.

An odd large house in a sandy land, we were clearing land mines.  Some people had been there years, looking for them in the sand.

Last dream I was in a large shared sleeping room.   It was used by 6 or more people.
My bed was a sofa by a pool table.
My Aunt Muriel was there cooking Haddock.  
More shared houses were on the street....   Crowded and cheep.

I was taking a phone call from a police officer investigating another version of me.
I had odd crepitus too,  I could feel like something was walking on me...... But it was bubbles of something moving under my skin.
 

4th Jan

Argumentative game dream...  The devs were developing the game with us inside.

I liked the game but was twisting the rules.  

Lots of fun for me but also friction.

 

Long dream, I didn't recall the start.   A huge house with a refuge shelter attached, I was visiting... The large house had a black and white tower and was very grand with a beautiful garden.  

The shelter was more basic with an smaller garden area, I was visiting the shelter investigating something. 

 

Oh yeh, we were recruits.   We'd passed a previous game/learning scenario and were being taken on the higher program.

It was aliens and future tech stuff, all odd.    We now had a 1 on 1 tutor and most of the people I'd teamed with had been told they would likely graduate the program in 1 year. 

 

My tutor a serious female was observing me with distaste from afar....   She didn't see any value in me, I was unsure about the program too as I preferred situational learning and that's were I was of use to a crew.

 

I met the son of the people who owned the large house.  He took me to the door for milkshake made with cream and ice-cream.   His mother collected toy white mice.

He had 2 cars too

Nose Plants

Funny dreams at work as I was in the liminal space.

I was in a carpark... Dancing and fun.    
My face was crazy, made from geology... 
I had moss and rocks and layers!

I'd picked at a crust of moss and rock on my nose and it opened into a cave were strange glowing things were growing.
They looked a little like coral or the inside of a fruit with seed.

I scraped some of it out into my hand and from these transparent eggy seed pod's came identical dancing humanoid clear plants! 

I recall at the time being lucid enough to think, dreams are strange and mind is playing with me!

Bk home...

Christmas tights and pants....   All hand made and embroidered with stuff.
I was packing them away.
I was in a refugee type space, I'd packed incense to take with me. 

 

A model of a boat, black and red... Shaped like a clog.    It was in a sea too, I was huge.

I forget the name now... It was unusual.   The boat was strangely powerful for it's size.