-Sunday, 08 November, 2009-
Dreams:
I remembered at least 4 dreams when I woke up. (I’d been sleeping in snatches, unable to get more than a couple hours a day, whenever I could steal away to conk out and try to get some rest.)
1) I was out on the roof of a house I believed belonged to my family (as in = my father & mother?) The roof had a slight pitch, like a shed roof over a building extension, and there was a steeper sloped roof over hanging that roof. When I reached up and touched the beams of the over hanging roof, those beams crumbled at my touch. My father called from the ground, in a warning voice, “Get inside the house!” before I could move, the whole overhanging section broke loose and I could easily give it a shove to have it fall beyond the edge of the house, away from anything it could damage as it fell.
2) A semi sentient probe shaped something like a small, rust coloured version of darth vader’s fighter space ship {<o> or <=> is as close as I can picture it in ascii, the bracket like sections were solid metal, I don’t know, they might have had solar cells, electricity collection/conversion capability}. The probe was hovering over a city that looked a lot like New York City from where I was, and it bumped into a metallic globe atop a short cylinder atop a 4 sided pyramid atop a vey high sky scraper and started acting like it would crash into the city below. I was suddenly in the picture, holding on to the cylindrical part that held up and connected to the sphere that was the highest point of that building. I reached out to try to grab the probe (which would have been about two feet high and maybe three feet wide at its widest point. As I reached for it, it seemed to get its bearings and released itself from what may have been a magnetic hold it had on the smooth surface of the pyramid section, and sailed out in seeming good shape, over the city. I looked down, way down, and had the conviction that I could push off from the roof and fly over the city myself. I began to know I was dreaming and nearly woke up, but I was quite curious about the dream world and decided to stay there and explore some more.
3) It was night time, my sister (Sharon) was driving a station wagon, a large one, like a 1970’s size and style, (with the wood-like panels) There was a young girl with us (I think my sister was babysitting, the girl was her ‘charge’) My sister took a turn and became very nervous about narrow roads and very steep slopes. I told her I recognized the area- We stopped somewhere (Narrow driveway, top of a very steep slope with a low stone wall (two feet hight?) at theedge of the driveway. My sister told me that this is where her boyfriend lived. with his parents. The boy friend looked very much like Erin’s boy friend, Alex. His mother was there with him, they were obviously busy. His mother was talking on a cell phone while she was busy doing whatever she was doing. My sister picked up a box and looked at me, indicated that I should pick up one of the boxes close to the one she picked up. I had thought his mother would think it was strange and awkward that someone she didn’t know was inside her house, carrying boxes around that belonged to her son, so I introduced myself. The mother nodded an acknowledgement and continued to talk on the cell phone and also do whatever else she was doing. We carried the boxes outside where the boyfriend’s father was backing a beige coloured cadillac like car (vintage late 60’s?) with a French looking coat of arms at the frontmost, topmost point of the car’s hood. He backed the large car around my sister’s car as if it was no trouble at all. I followed my sister into another building, another house, very close next door to their house. An invisible presence, felt very evil, growled at us, growled something that sounded like words in some forgotten language. I then felt something like a force field radiating out from the invisible source of the growling words. The force field hit my left foot and the whole house shook.The walls inside the house were immediately scorched and black, I knew that someone had committed suicide in this house. I told my sister I had to meditate. She apologized for bringing me into this place, she’d heard rumours but didn’t believe in anything paranormal. As we left the house (and I saw a pattern of connecting swatztikas burned on the ground) She apologized again and said she thought that if it really was haunted I wouldn’t mind, because she’d seen me watching television shows about haunted houses with Cathi. I complained that I’d just had my soul raped, and re-itterated that I needed to meditate. I struggled to wake up and then struggled to garner enough strength to sit up, then stand up then say a prayer, then sit on the bed and meditate. Time went by quickly, I thought I might have meditated for 10 minutes and it was actually 15. I felt pretty good at this point.
4) (Before the above dreams, maybe the first dream I had today.) As I was falling asleep, I began walking on a street in what looked like a typical small town ‘downtown’ area. It was dusk, darkness rapidly approaching. I passed a young and pretty dark haired woman (guess? 16-20 year old) who was hesitating to walk into the shadowed area away from the street lamps. I saw a darker area inside the shadow, did not feel like that was anything menacing. I could feel the young woman react fearfully when I saw the shadow within the shadow. I stopped, turned toward her and said, “You’re afraid of the dark?” she nodded, I reached back to offer my hand. she jumped under my arm and pulled my hand around near her neck. I wondered if she was Middle-Eastern or even Hindu type Indian. She had very dark eyes, and suede shoes that were very rounded, no sharp angles to them. I wondered how she had known that she could trust me.
—–Jim
