Dream Journal: November 27, 2008

The interpretation of my dream came automatically, I think it was because I was half asleep this was on thanksgiving night.

Im not sure I remember the dream but the interpretation may have been something like this.. since this is what is written: Thanks giving day there are awkward rituals that humans have.  No one feels the need to do things like this, if this was of actual importance it would not be done only once a year.  People need to appreciate and learn to appreciate every day, making it part of a habit, slowly assimilating it into their perspective.

Awkward rituals, all we have is pointless, Im age 19 and developing an Ecclesiastical view of life. I, and everyone, am going to die, no one seems to notice that, of anyone.

Dream Journal: July, 2 2009

So my dream became lucid, and I told my brother that it was a dream and he could do whatever he wanted.  The terrain was canyon dirt, we were at the bottom of a cliff, it was burning orange at the sunset. To show him what I meant I  ran towards a train that was passing by in a rail tracks.  The train passed but I managed to jump over and barrel roll over the white convertible car that was chasing behind the train.  So as I felt I made my point we walked some feet and I thought I saw a shooting star in the purple blue orange sky, I looked and it was gone,  but then appeared another that split into two. Then I thought I should wake up because I felt like peeing and I knew that peeing in a dream would not solve the problem, but before I woke up I thought I should go for a quick rape.  I saw a building nearby, there should be someone to rape over there I thought. I tried to fly over there but I could not even jump high, as it happened when I tried it over the car.  My body was really heavy, there was a path leading towards the building but it was to far, I would have to go through the thorn field, and was I barefoot?  Well I tried to fly as a hopeful attempt, at least to jump as high as possible over the thornfield.  My body was heavy and I did not go very far.  The thorn were painful on my feet so I thought some heavy metal shoes would help.  I slipped the shoes as I magically pulled them from the back of my ankle, the worked, but they wore out quickly and eventually disappeared, but I was out of the thornfield.  I was outside of the building, I wanted to go to the second or third floor but again, my body was heavy and I could not jump very high.  I went in through the front and was going to go up the stairs, every thing was industrial dark and green light stripes and such.  As I was going for the stairs I  lost focus and woke up.

Dream Journal: April 22, 2009

I had watched castle repercussions c from new grounds, talked to a therapist about my situation, as Clare Carson...

The dream:

There was crystal garcia trying to prove flaws in the word of God but there came a point where she couldnt contradict... she wanted to but she couldnt, could it have been that it was only because of her pride that she was atheist. Then I realized who she was, crystal my atheist friend, “uh oh seems like you are having trouble with the word of God come here and give me  a hug” now the guys we were talking to were legit logicicist and what not.

I sat down on a couch while she hugged me, she was on a weird body pose since she was short and I was sitting down, so she decided to kneel down while I sat down while she held on to me. It was strange andd we knew, but we felt comfortablt and ignored it.

“Wait what is he doing?” a black person ffrom our cult appeared to be under a car trying to hit at something with his practical joke gun, he was aiming  at something, it felt kind of serious but it would take care of itself.  There was this gorilla doing tricks with a gun, he was acting like a gangster. He was toying with those that messed with him, the black kid being one of  them. The gorilla knew he was being picked on, and he stood his ground, he claimed his legitemacy well.

For the time being I was trelling crystal to look at the  funny gorilla, she was still holding on to me. The gorilla stood his ground well, he started breaking against people as people tried to take him down with actual tranquilizers. He shot at them, hand stands gun twirling stylish you name it, he has it, unstoppable. As the time kept progressing he was getting more severe people were getting killed, he was causing mayhem, stylishly killing anybody that made any action that symbolized a threat. (example, these kids threw a heavy gun at him [by overhand], he kicked it back  [by overhand] and as it was in front of the subjects he shot a thin object that triggered the gun to shoot multiple beams at the kids.) Straight, with style. There was mayhem, I guess these creatures were in other parts of the city because they all started to appear. There was heavy mayhem.

We were stilll sitting in the trunk of a car, wondering if and when we were safe, if we should make a move, there was this happen-holy-member. He was programmed, and protected he did, he was programmed like one of those creatures, and e did his job well. He protected us from this brain-rode who was baby-sitting at our spot, he kept shooting massive amounts of energy beams at us; fear had struck us we felt the danger.  But how did we manage to survive over night?  By chance he would keep us alive, of course we didnt feel safe. Even though we knew he would keep us alive even overnight while we slept, it would be by chance. So then I realized a giant humanoid vehicle, the head was where we were. Covered by bullet proof glass and indestructuble alloy.

I dream of a future society that will be able to have these dangers under control unlike the present society that gets whipped by it, humanity.

There are 12-16 cults which we must defeat each one has unique properties and owns an existence in the world of human beings, these are the mysterious, what we call reality, but they are only illusions, beliefs of the human mind, and their limits are strong.  But they must be defeated, in todays society these cults are regarded as part of our existence and necessary to human life, but I dream of a future society, the next society, after most of humanity has been destroyed, that this society would be a well suited one to stand the evils of these cults.