I dreamt last night that I was put on this bus which I learned was used by cults because of its shape of an aisle with seats on either side – like a church. Someone placed this wierd religious object that was eminating radiation in the back. It was some kind of experiment. Afterword everything around me started to break. The glass started cracking and falling out and walls began to crumble. There was no place I could go that was safe from breaking around me.
last night I had a dream that I’ve had a lot of m teeth falling out. Strange that I should dream about it so much.
another dream of my teeth breaking out of my mouth
I was shot 5 times last night in a dream. The last bullet hit my throat. It felt real. I remembered I tried to move but it was impossible.
I had a dream last night that a girl made a joke and I laughed so hard that my abs hurt. I of course don’t remember the joke but it was awesome to laugh in a dream. I realized that maybe that was the first instance that I can remember. I always have crazy dreams, like being shot in the neck or being chased by dinosaurs. at least my night life is interesting in one way
Last night I had a crazy dream I was following this woman who was making a film about her dead husband. The sets were insane rooms that had projected walls of roman ruins and status. There were also tons of gardens with amazing classical arches and fountains. The one weird thing is that instead of gold trim there were trimmed with a rusty orange color. The woman casted animals as the main charecters to retell the story of her and her husband. When she had problems he would consult her dead husbands ghost that hung around.
Last night Charlie (my cat) slipped into my dreams. She curls up on my pillow and sleeps leaning against my face. Last night I had a dream that I was running into an airport with my sister and brother in law. I was way behind them since my dress shoes wouldn’t allow me to move my feet as I normally would. Rushing through the airport we finally make it on the plane. I was in such a rush that I forgot to check my cat to be in the cargo area. Instead she was sleeping on my sister’s lap. The plane started moving so I didn’t say anything. After a while I noticed the plane was really driving on a giant road, seemed like forever on ground. I decided that I should confess to the flight attendant that I still had Charlie aboard the plane before it took off. I went looking for the flight attendant and found her in the pilot’s cabin. She was a larger short woman with long blonde hair that didn’t seem to know the policies at all. She didn’t even know what to do with my cat, she wanted me to put her in the overhead compartment. I looked over and saw that the pilot was sleeping, completely dead to the world. My eyes widened with worry and looked back at the flight attendant. She leaned over with a grin and started pushing buttons and a throttle. The plane than made a stop, much like a bus to pick up other passengers. I started to wonder if the plane would even fly. I went back to my sit and held my cat in my lap hoping she wouldn’t freak out.
Last night I had a vivid nightmare that my brother was trying to kill me. Our family and several other people were staying at this nice vacation condo with several floors. Everything in the condo was all bright white or made out of mirrors, it was all full of light. He was upset about something but I didn’t think it was a big deal. We were on the top floor and he started pacing back and forth. Suddenly He began violently punching a wall that was one giant mirror. Instantly I jumped up. Somehow I knew exactly why he was breaking the mirror; he wanted to use the broken glass to kill me. I started sprinting through the maze of the condo, knowing full well that he was just a few steps behind me. My heart was beating incredibly fast as I fled from room to room like I was running through a forest. I was terrified at what I knew was destined to happen. For a quick moment I thought about hiding but I knew he’d for sure find me. I ducked around the corners as fast as I could, I even jumped down a flight of stairs only to look up and see him still after me. There was no way to loose him. There was exit out of the white condo. I found myself in the basement where some of my family was standing quietly. I ran up to my sister hysterically crying that my brother was after me. I knew he wanted to kill me but I had no idea why. The door flew open and he calmly walked down the stairs towards me. I looked up as his eyes full of rage, took a deep breathe with tears running off my face and woke up.
Last night I had a dream that Patrick had really badly cut his fingers. I said he really had to do something about it because he had some of the bone showing. I left the room and when I came back he had cut off the first segment of his fingers. I begged him to go to the hospital but he said it would heal just fine as long as the bone was below the flesh. We went in another room that had a revolving glass door that opened up to the air outside of the building about 10 stories above ground. My cat charlie was inside the glass door pushing her way out. I yelled after her but she push the door which in turn pushed her out the side of the building, only to fall.
Then I joined some sort of fight club. There was an army that met in an underground training area. I followed a friend around the training area, not to excited to fight after what happened to Patrick and Charlie. The group was suddenly attacked by another army. All I remember is mounting on a velociraptor and destroying several of other soldiers.