Friday, November 12, 2010

Wishful InnerPsyche.

Last night consisted of what my inner most sanctum is wishing for.
It started out in Wal Mart, of all places. For some reason, we were traipsing around Wallyworld like we owned the place. Zayler and I were together. 2 best friends, FINALLY being in the presence of one another. It was like we'd been separated for years and we'd finally reunited. Like we'd known each other our WHOLE lives, and we just picked up right where we left off. Nothing felt more right that us being together did. For some RIDICULOUS reason, the 4 year old daughter of one of my ex's was with us. We were taking care of her for some reason. We were wandering Wal Mart for quite some time...I don't exactly remember what we were doing..or what we were searching for. Eventually, we wound up at my good friend Dana's house. He was having some kind of party. His house was huge. We went into the back part where he housed a huge sauna. There were a bunch of people in there, and I can remember thinking it smelled weird, which is odd, because you can't really smell in your dreams....but nevertheless, I was convinced it smelled odd. There was a sealed door leading into another room where we could do pilates/yoga. It was so funny. We were watching some sort of kid's movie, and the little girl was starting to get frustrated. So we left...
This dream was much cooler while I was envisioning it. Also, its not very fresh on my mind anymore. I can just remember the feeling of contentment I felt whilst the dream was occurring. I felt like life was great and NOTHING was going to ever bring me down because I was with my best friend in the whole world. He wasn't sick...his heart was healthy. I was happy...sadness wasn't lurking around any corners. Life was perfect, in a sense. I don't know where this all came from...or why I have such random dreams. They're always filled with the most random people!
I kind of like it that way, though. I keeps me on my toes. I never know WHAT to expect from my dreamland. :) I usually have a good time while I'm dreaming. They're always so VIVID and clear. Which makes for an AMAZING dream...and an AWFUL nightmare.

Saturday, October 30, 2010

Past sneaking into my present.

So last night, I was visited by the most RANDOM people in my dream. I hadn't even THOUGHT about these people for years. Laiken Payne, Kylhea Searle (we're still friends), Mark Pentz, and a bunch of other people from high school. (I can't remember now, since the dream isn't fresh on my mind anymore).

It was my birthday in the dream..and we were all driving around trying to figure out what we wanted to do. We all lived in the woods in like....campers and treehouses. It was really weird. We were all just kickin it like we owned our little village...then we started to drive around to figure out what to do to celebrate. The girls were in one car, the boys in another. It was nighttime when we started, and when we found our location, it turned into day time. We were in some giant field at the edge of a dirt road. Inside the vast field were some train tracks. We decided to follow the tracks to see where they led to. We wound up in some random cabin-esque building and started wandering around. Laiken and I went up to the back door of the building, and outside the glass door was a dog. He looked mean. Laiken went outside and the dog was bearing its teeth at her and growling..she paid it no mind, as it didn't seem to phase her. She walked off into the distance...the dog then started to growl at me. I stayed indoors, so as to refrain from having my leg chomped off. Somehow, the dog went crazy or something, and bit its own leg?? Something happened and its leg got injured...Laiken tried to wrap it up and save it..but the dog ended up dying. She came back inside and we were ALL so heartbroken for her. All of the sudden, my ankle started to hurt. So I looked down and it was bleeding...a LOT. It was as though the injury the dog was suffering from had somehow transferred itself to my leg. We wrapped it up and tried to get me to help, but it was too late.....and then I woke up.

WHY do I have the most random dreams...seriously. They always feel so real too.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Of course it had to go there.

Well, I had the ex boyfriend dream again. I don't know why it keeps happening. And of course, as soon as my brain recognizes its dreaming, it switches to freakin HORROR/SLASHER movie. Freak to the FREAKY. Alright...if you're brave enough, tag along.

The first part is a blur, but basically I was just hanging out with this ex boyfriend of mine. Its not the first time this dream has happened. It was with a different ex than usual though...and hopefully this doesn't make me sound like complete creep. (These dreams are NOT regular occurrences, just so everyone is fully aware.) We were just doing things we used to do all the time...I woke up to my stupid phone vibrating and throwing off my dream. I woke up feeling empty and thoroughly heartbroken. Its weird how realizing that reality is back can make you hurt all over again. Like you're reliving the saddest part of your breakup.

The second part happened after I fell asleep for the second time. This Asian girl...(who wasn't very Asian at all..but in my brain, she registered as some Asian chick. She had a line of 5 children that were standing behind some metal counter in a big utility kitchen. Like the kind you might have seen in Jurassic Park. They were bloody and looked like they'd been having a rough night. Next, a male doctor presented himself. He was coming for the Asian girl. The kids kept making noise as if it were almost on purpose! She was starting to get frustrated. The doctor noticed the children and started to make his way toward them. His face was unrecognizable to me at this point...as in he was just a figure with a doctor coat on, but my brain registered male and doctor.

He continued to make his way over to the table, and the girl was not going down without a fight. She somehow managed to pin him to one of the metal counters and grabbed one of the biggest knives she could find.

This next part gets a little graphic, so please don't judge me for what I'm about to say. I've watched WAYYY too many slasher movies, apparently, so my mind quite often refers to the vast amount of terrible horror cinema I've stored so elegantly in the blackest part of my psyche.

Anyway...she has him pinned on the table and (I think this is when I noticed her as an Asian and his face became apparent..it was nobody I knew..no celebrity. Imagined people, this time) slices him from the mouth to the back of his neck and up through his throat. (Naturally, I woke up in a bit of a sweat..I don't enjoy seeing these kind of things). She gets off him, after the deed had been done, and starts to walk toward the children as if to save them, and it shows Doctor opening his eyes, coughing out black blood, and sitting up to crack his neck back into place. He whips his head in her direction...and that's where my dream ends. Perfect timing, right?

Anyway...depiction time. Or, I guess the more appropriate term, interpretation time.
Asian Girl
First I learned what a girl in your dream can mean. She can mean several different things, and if you KNOW her, you should consider the context of your feelings toward this girl and see if they're relevant to your dream. In my case, she is a figment of my imagination, thusly this is what I came up with.
Girl:The key characteristics that stand out about her in the dream, such as humor, acceptance, femininity, intelligence, etc.
She was intelligent and feminine in her desire to be nurturing to the small children she was protecting.
Asian: Nationality, ethnicity, or culture can represent the actual country or continent, its people, its culture, or really anything that you personally associate with that area of the world. Consider what comes to mind when you think of that area and its culture, and the context in which it appears in your dream.
I've been obsessing over Thailand lately. I've been talking about it in almost any new situation I come across..aka when I'm doing someone's hair. Thailand comes up. That explains that.
5 Children
Child: A feeling of responsibility for something or someone else in your life. Or a need to pay more attention to your needs or take better care of yourself in some way.
Well..that definitely makes a lot of sense. I'm making a lot of EXTREME changes in my life and I feel a lot of pressure to be more responsible in that regard.
5: Magic or miracles. Awe, such as when you see a twinkling or shooting star.
Hmm...That's interesting...Kind of weird to toss into the mix. haha
Number: A specific number can be significant itself (1 can represent championship or being alone). Dreaming about numbers can also mean that your logical mind is working hard, perhaps trying to understand or solve a challenge in your life. Numbers in dreams can have other meanings, depending on context and the particular dream. Consider any personal meaning the number might have, as well as how the number made you feel during the dream. See also the particular number you dreamed about.
I honestly don't see the significance in that...I'm trying to think of what "5" means to me, and I got nothin. OK..pressing onward.
Utility Kitchen: Activities or events (for example, a kitchen representing nourishment of body, mind, emotions, or soul.
Ok...There were several definitions for this, but this one was most applicable to me. Like I said earlier, I'm making a lot of EXTREME personal changes. Cool.
Bloody:

Life force, life energy, or the essence of humanity.

Someone being injured and losing blood can represent a situation in your real life where you feel someone is in a weakened state.Ok..I'm running through my present life...I could see that. There are SEVERAL people in weakened states...But the one losing blood was the Doctor. Weird.

Male: Stereotypical masculine characteristics such as protectiveness, strength, assertiveness or aggression, or logical thinking.
Doctor: A doctor, therapist, or other healing professional can represent healing someone or something, or fixing a problem.
Hmm...He was definitely aggressive...but I can't see him trying to represent healing..unless that comes from him being a friggin' ZOMBIE and healing his broken friggin' NECK!
Noise being made: Chaos or stress. Or the presence of someone else.
That is pretty self explanatory.
Well..that's the depiction. And the dream itself. Welcome the mad MAD world of BTown.
More to come...I wonder if maybe this went on for too long. Maybe I'll just write the context of my dreams down instead of interpreting them..I'll just do the defining things on my own time. Its probably not as interesting to you as it could be to me. Cool.
Well..dream number one, complete. :) See ya tomorrow morning!
xxo.







Introducing: Inside look at my mind.

A dream is a succession of images, sounds or emotions that the mind experiences during sleep.[1] The content and purpose of dreams are not fully understood, though they have been a topic of speculation and interest throughout recorded history. The scientific study of dreams is known as oneirology.

According to Wikipedia, that's what a dream is. This blog is basically an inside look as to what occurs when I close my eyes and let my imagination take control. I'm going to make a journey of every single night that I have a dream. For every dream I have, I'm going to write it down as detailed as I possibly can, and then I'm going to look up the meaning to each dream.

For those of you that know me, you know that I have extremely vivid, extremely bizarre, and EXTREMELY involving dreams. Normally, my dreams include friends, ex boyfriends, current love interests, celebrities, family, lost friends, animals, imagined people, etc. Most of my dreams are so long and thorough that they could be made into friggin' movies or books and be top sellers.

This is an introductory blog for what is to come. This is mostly just for me to be able to look back and laugh at all the crazy things my brain concocts. My closest friends will understand this. My dad will understand this. I value sleep like drug addicts value the next high. And when I sleep, I go hard.

When I shut down, my brain turns on. I completely indulge in my imagination and I become it's slave, to some extent. I let it completely take hold. Some dreams are extremely amazing and happy...the kind that make you wish SO BADLY that it were real. Some dreams are so terrible and scary that I'll probably refrain from putting those ones into words. But the ones that I do put down, I'll try to make them as detailed as possible. So you can all come on the journey with me. I'm excited to sleep. Excited to see what my mind is trying to tell me.
xxo.