Traveling Oddly

It started out that I went for a visit over to a friend’s house In the dream the place was over by De Anza college but we were at the same time also in some other bazaar country near the ocean, some mountains and a large city.

So at their place they showed me this really cool new technological super invention...

It was this putty stuff that was like colored balls of putty like paint only came apart easier with a very uh… solid but fluid like texture. This stuff was soooo cool you could do practically anything with it. You could change its color at a thought or pick off a thin piece of it and spread out a film of it on your skin or onto a window or wall and it would project an image of whatever in its surface with the level of transparency base on how thick a piece you pulled off. If you put it on your arm it could link to a brain chip an it is a com panel or keyboard or a slideshow or video or whatever you wanted that was like a computer function thing.

You could play with it like silly putty or clay but it was also slightly magnetic so you had to handle it carefully because it could easily have dead cells if you messed with it wrong since it was also biotech stuff. But there were ways to reanimate or bring back the stuff to working right if ya knew how. When it died it turned into this grey chalky like lump sorta like uncooked pizza dough but was colorful again when brought back.

We could let go of a piece and it would zoom across the room and magnetically stick itself to where you aimed it to go. It was completely programmable shit by your thoughts in your mind and it was sooo much fun to play with. But weird if ya think about it too long in reality, still I thought it was really cool.

So after we were all done playing at the house I took a long walk to the nearest very large park. Along the walk I saw some local sights and some of the odd architecture. I came to a part of the park that was a fenced off area that was put their specially for those who wanted to get frisky at the park without getting into trouble. It was normal in the dream for a park to have such a place.

It was a rounded and the fence was wood. there was both grass and sand areas and some built in nature like looking "play" things. There was even self pleasuring places but mostly people just hooked up together on the ground and put down blankets or something. There was also a sleeping area in another part of the park, a homeless area, a prayer/meditation/spiritual area, an old folks like to chat together area, an arts and crafts area, a chess area. It was a big park.

But this kinky part was actually a small area like about a .... er.... lets see...perhaps a 30 or 40 foot diameter. Not too big it was just a clear fenced area with occasional couples or singles playing around or cuddling and stuff. I just glanced in that general direction and kept walking until it was time for me to go to work.

In my dream I worked at a roller rink of all places but this one had a bit of a twist where there was this popular game that went with the skating and it didn’t matter if you were in rollerblades or the normal skates. This was an odd game and I do not really remember the details but I think it involved sliding into something somehow to score points and in the process you get covered in different colored chalk and we all laugh about it and how silly the whole lame thing is but do it anyways because it is fun and silly.

I had my skates on and danced around the rink in my skates and played the game along with everyone else till it was dark and I was all tired. So I showed off the chalk in the shower area like in a gym then proceeded to walk back to my friend’s house where I was hoping to play with the TechnoPuttyStuff but somehow I got lost. I was crushed that I was so very lost! I knew the general direction of the place but there were so many obstacles in my way that I wasn’t sure how to get there. Some of the obstacles forced me to go in so many other directions that I kept getting turned around.

Gee was I upset! So to make myself feel better I began to help a bunch of old people in wheelchairs along my way. I would push them around, pick up stuff they dropped, get them things they asked for and other little odd jobs to occupy myself while I was looking to get back on track, by now I was just sure I missed my friend being home so no more TechnoPutty for me.
One lady in a red wheelchair had me look up a number in her address book for her since she had bad eyes as old people do and the wind blew it outta my hands. It took some doing but I chased it down, looked up the number, grabbed the little papers that fell out of it then gave it back to her and we parted ways.

I started to look around again and saw a series of walls with glass and advertisements on them all in a row and some other walls and fences that marked that as the direction I wanted so I almost literally flew over all those walls and fences in my direction. And then all of a sudden I find myself on a really big boat that had just pulled away from the inland dock as I jumped onto it. Gee wiz! I was thinking it too bad GPS didn’t exist in this dream!

Gosh I looked everywhere for the turn thingy that would go in the right direction for me to be able to jump back on to the land part. No real luck there. Everyone in that whole place seemed all obsessed with traveling or going somewhere all throughout my dream. Then I bumped into the old lady in the red wheel chair again.

So again I helped her out with stuff. She was looking for a group of old friends from some old organized group that had formed way back when during an old way of the place and they had odd ways of identifying each other. I promised her I would help her find one of them that was close to her back then so she could get the proper authorization papers and/or means to travel where she needed to go for a new home.

We finally found one but he tried to run away from us for some unknown reason. So I pushed her as fast as I could and prayed the damn chair had a seatbelt because we were going fast! …And over stairs, hills, valleys, through doors, in and out of buildings until finally we found him at one of the travel buildings by the local college on the island the boat stopped at. Yeah dreams are weird. We had to fly jump over a ditch to get to the old abandon looking building.

She and I had a plan to trap the guy into having us travel with him. By now my whole objective of the dream had changed and it was now my only goal to travel to a new place like everyone else for a new home and my way out was by helping this old lady. So the plan was to get a pass as the lady was under the guise of the mother of the guy we were chasing after, I was going as his much younger trophy wife, and I called the lady grandma and made some arrangements and stole some luggage from the back when no one was looking.

The plan was for me to explain something to the clerk about him having to come along first for some credible reason while I picked up and cared for grandma. Yeah I know it makes no real sense to call her grandma if I was to be the son's trophy wife but... anyway when we saw him and he looked upset at us catching up with him, I was to keep him from talking by just pretending that he was only upset for my safety since it can be dangerous to travel. That and at last minute he wanted me to stay behind but as his wife I didn’t want to leave my "honey bunny" and was just so sure my nice older man would just be sooo lonely without his “gem” on his arm. Then if he balked or tried to deny anything I would just say that he was flustered by the thoughts I put into his head before we parted last. Hehehe a nice plan.

Then here comes the kicker… I would whisper into his ear something that would put a shocked and embarrassed look on his face while securing that he would just have to play along with our scheme. It was a great plan and I knew I could pull it off being such a convincible actress and talented seductress. Hehehe!

Our travel plans we getting to be real fun and it didn’t occur to me to mind if I did have to end up really sleeping with the man just so we could use him. But before I even got to the part where I would have to give him a perfect award winning young trophy wife kiss I woke up! Oh well, I didn’t really finish any part of that dream and just spent most of the time lost and helping out old people along the way. I really liked that playful TechnoPutty goopey stuff though and would have liked to get some more but like I said dreams are weird.

Sick!

Grrr! I am very sick and even more unhappy about it. Grrrr!

Questions Answered to be Pondered

The following is a chat discussion I felt I would like to share with you. I haven’t edited it one bit so please try to follow along the conversation as best you can and feel free to share your thoughts when finished reading. Oh and please ignore the bad spelling and silly typos this was an IM chat:

cyberman1230: I am always wondering why i like so much to be nude either alone or in front of other people
violetsungoddess: i always thought because nude is our natural state.
cyberman1230: yes, but do you think that it has a sexual background also?
violetsungoddess: only if you connect the two. I think nudity only is sexual if one makes it so but nudity in itself is very nonsexual. Nudity is just nudity, Sex is just sex. It may be easier to have sex while nude but they are different since you can be nude without being sexual and you can be sexual without being nude
violetsungoddess: much of the porn industry knows this which is why you see so much lace and leather or high boots
violetsungoddess: among other things
cyberman1230: yes, sure
violetsungoddess: the origional pin up girls were not at all nude but just in diffrent positions with a look of lust on their faces
violetsungoddess: it is all in the mind
violetsungoddess: but nude is our natural state
violetsungoddess: i could see hundreds of people nude without getting turned on
violetsungoddess: I could see hundreds of clothed people and get turned on, or not
violetsungoddess: it really makes no difference to me and many other nudists i talk to
cyberman1230: I do agree also
violetsungoddess: but we are higly sexual beings and that is also natural
violetsungoddess: all my point is that one doent always go with the other even though it can if you wish it to be so
cyberman1230: that's right
violetsungoddess: many cannot separat it in their minds do to modern society programming and the constant bombardment of sexuality infiltrating everything in ads and the media
cyberman1230: you know, I am trying to connect the physical state to be nude with the pleasure of been watched nude or to watch others been nude
violetsungoddess: therefore many people get various wrong ideas about sex and how it affects people or even children who may or may not be exposed to certian images. They have no idea that much of what they al call "protection of our youth" is actually "keeping them from the truth" which can cause more harm then just being open and honest about hings that are natural
violetsungoddess: the children of the world are much smarter and stronger than much of the mainsream society thinks and that bugs me that children are being so underestimated they all end up with less self esteam, underestimate themsleves, become sheep or even drones. It is very sad i think
cyberman1230: Yes it is!
violetsungoddess: Children should be lifted up, ecuraged to do good and healthey things, empowered to be who they want to be
violetsungoddess: none of us have a system in place to do that yet though
violetsungoddess: so that is why i will be homeschooling all my kids
violetsungoddess: and why i will start my own private schools to give kids the chance to help make this world truly a better place
violetsungoddess: and put the art programs back into the old schools
cyberman1230: I wish you to make that a reality
violetsungoddess: and have only teachers who agree with me for the most part on how the children should be guided and instructed.
violetsungoddess: enough with schools being treated like preisons
violetsungoddess: enough with all the cops and metal detecotrs
cyberman1230: yes, yes I agree with you
violetsungoddess: enough with kids feeling the need to shot others or themselves just to get the attention they crave for so long
violetsungoddess: They have been screaming for our attention, our love and our help but no one out there seems to be getting their messages the right way or doing the right things to fix it
violetsungoddess: i plan to
violetsungoddess: and i will get others to help me fix it
cyberman1230: that will be a dream to come true
violetsungoddess: i can see no other effective way to chage the world from negative to posative other than to teach our children that they really do matter to us, that they can make a difference, that they are loved and can get the rigth kind and amount of attention from others if they just follow a few simple steps that all the others seem to never have learned well enough to teach
violetsungoddess: all those poor kids who are neglected pisses me off to see it is all our fault
violetsungoddess: our society who has done this to them
violetsungoddess: and they are blind to see the effects of their actions
violetsungoddess: We MUST change that and make them see
violetsungoddess: We must make things more posative
violetsungoddess: it will take much effort, much agreements, much time, much cooperation
violetsungoddess: but i will give it my all and expect everyone i work with to also give it their all
violetsungoddess: our children of the world are worth it
cyberman1230: Please tell me where do you derive all those wonderful ideas?
violetsungoddess: I look around me, see what happends, study our history of how we got here, keep my eyes open, keep my mind open and then listen to my heart. I go serching for the good i see in the world and see how it got good, I go looking for the bad and see how it got bad then listen to my heart and the ideas and hearts of others around me. I listen to those who are smarter than I am and try to figure out how I can process information better.
violetsungoddess: I look at those less fortunate and put mysef in their shoes, then listen to my heart
violetsungoddess: I see the world through so many eyeys then listen to my heart
violetsungoddess: some how with enough discussions, stories and information my heart and my brian can come to the proper aggreements and i hope that answer your question
cyberman1230: Yes you answer my question and i believe that you are a wonderful person! I really love to read what you write and I beieve also that you are very special person. I am also happy that I can talk with you even if am so far away from you!
violetsungoddess: Thank you for your kind words. You are also capable of doing as i do. Step 1 is to eliminate all of your fear. Not just conqure it but elimitate it all together. Do not be afraid to feel the hard stuff as well as the good stuff. Do not be afraid to get you hands dirty so you can see what must be seen to have understanding. Do not be afraid of what others may think of you no matter what. Do not be afraind to be who you want to be right now and then do not be afraid to change your mind or make a mistake. Eliminate all fear. It will only hold you back. We are all human and i still work on this one but i have been at it a while so i have expanded my horizons. You can too.
cyberman1230: You gave today some answers that i was looking and searching for a long time and i thank you too
violetsungoddess: well step two may be mmore tricky so let me know when you think you are ready for it after you have worked on step one for a while.
cyberman1230: ok. That it the time were I am working with my fears of any kind. I am trying to eliminate those fears and free myself. So words are coming at the right time in the right place....
cyberman1230: And really thank you for that!

Hot Chicks Cause Trouble

I was entering a coffee shop and one of the waitresses in the tiny place looked like a real Super Model whom I do not know the name of but somehow found her way into my dream. I wanted her real bad as soon as I saw her. Somehow I instinctively knew she was into both guys and girls so I went to her boss and asked her how I could possibly land myself that really hot waitress woman.

She told me that many have asked her that same question in so many ways but she liked the look of me and for some reason decided to give me some tips on how to win her over and let her decide what she thought of me. So every day I would go to that coffee shop and receive instructions on how to look at hot chick, when to turn my head in her direction and how, different walks to grab her attention so the goal was to get the waitress to notice me and come to me for a possible date instead of me out right asking her out.

I felt I was being sneaky luring her to me instead of just going directly after her but then there was this lonely nice guy across the street that I met as I was walking out of the coffee shop and for some reason I gave up my own pursuit of the hot chick and started to coach him on how he might get the girl everyone wants. If I was awake I would have slapped myself silly at the thought of giving up such a woman.

One day while I was coaching him I saw this old, ugly, evil Witch who comes out of the basement and kidnaps the hot chick for her slave and bound them magically together so the poor hot chick couldn’t get away or betray the witch in any way no matter what.

I then got upset and decided to once again bring back the use of the tremendous magic powers I rejected and stuffed away in myself years ago swearing never to use again. I quickly got into that basement, took the girl away from the Witch to set the poor thing free, then bound the Witch herself to me as my slave. The hot chick was very grateful and we became best friends. The old ugly Witch was forced to serve us coffee and tea when we wanted and was punished by the magic bond if she even thought of betrayal. I made that evil thing cook and clean for me and lived happily ever after…until I woke up that is.

I watch too much tv

This dream was very bloody and violent and just plain upsetting since it was dreamt just after seeing that week’s episode of Spartacus Blood and Sand. I should have known better and seen something else before going to bed. I watch too much TV.

Galactic Nanny

This dream is weird because I work for the Official Intergalactic Social Security Agency or OISSA. Which sounds like a noise you may make during a face palm for yourself that doesn’t quite come out right. It isn’t just one building of course but is an entire planet that houses all of the departments within the Agency. I work specifically for the one that provides the Nannies. I had to go through a whole bunch of cultural sensitivity training and then a Secret Service like type protection training program and then I was dispatched out to watch over four alien royal kids that looked and behaved like humans. Well I guess not too weird of a dream yet right? It gets better.

Of the four alien kids two were girls and two were boys they were all around age ten and half the time they were all perfect little angels and the other half they were little terrors hell bent on destruction. The good news was I knew how to handle them so when I was around everything for the most part went smoothly. Then the royal family got the bright idea that their kids were all of a sudden perfect and a cheaper nanny could now watch over them so they switched nannies with their neighbors whom they had heard could use some help.

So I am now the nanny of the neighbors of the royal family alien kids. As soon as I got in their house I heard the parents complaining and bitching about how the royal family’s nanny was such a lazy ass horrible and luck nanny to have it so easy with such perfect kids to watch over. After hearing about 20 min of their bad mouthing of the royal nanny I went to them and said loudly that I was that nanny and if you truly feel that way then I will be going back there without helping them at all.

So I get back to the royal alien family dwelling to find it in total chaos! The kids have run amuck and taken over everything much to the horror of the nanny I switched with and the royal parents. They had no idea how to fix it or calm the kids down or anything. Everyone was freaking out since they were messing up the whole planet and thus their whole race which could get them all killed if not handled properly.

They see me and on their faces I see fear with a small twinge of hope now that I am there. They never thought much about me or know how I do what I do but I was about to show them my true worth. I went over to those kids, put on my fiercest “Mom” face, adopting the whole persona of “you-are-in-hot-water” mannerisms making it very clear to them without a word that I mean business and they better fall in line real quick or face much worse of a punishment then they were already in for.

They knew real quick why I was there, what I expected from them, and that there was no way they were going to get away with anything and I didn’t have to say a thing since they had known me as their nanny for quite some time by now. As soon as they were back in their beds as little angels I showed and assured them how much I care for them and went to have a chat with the adult royal family who brought this on themselves and could use a nanny of their own at times.

They sent me to the agency planet to teach at a conference for nannies for a weekend and when I got there it had expanded. I didn’t think there was room to expand on that planet but somehow they found a way to build up and down further for what they needed. I was supposed to help change and enforce some new intergalactic policies in the child care department. Instead I ended up getting lost.

While wondering around I kept asking random aliens for directions. Use your imagination for how each one looked since mine went too haywire to describe them much more than to say that they were colorful and very odd. I made many friends, had a few conversations that were interesting at the time anyway. Then I got to the fertility portion of the planet. I peeked in as I was passing by an office just to see what I might see since I just so happen to be here while lost. What I saw in one office was an evil looking female alien thing mixing together stuff in tubes, beakers, and peetry dishes. Then she combined everything into one long straw like tube. She went into another office where a lady was waiting to be implanted with a baby of her own to have. That evil lady put her tube thing into a surgical opening in the other lady’s abdomen then put a spell of some kind on her so she would think she was just implanted as planed when really she was hiding, nurturing, and protecting the evil lady’s offspring. Evil lady planed on fleeing to a safer place then finding a way to come back and finish incubating the fetus herself when she got the chance.

I wasn’t sure if I should speak of what I witnessed or not and if so then to who and who could I trust? Would telling put me or the royal family I was watching over in any danger? I decided to first keep looking for my destination and if an opportunity presented itself then I would do something about what I saw. I was also hoping that what I saw would not hurt the royal family if I just kept my mouth shut. I had no way of knowing her intentions other than the ones I already knew since it was my dream.

I passed by many other departments, made more friends, asked more directions and in the middle of either getting more lost or finding my way I woke up.

WTF Piano

This dream was a lot like the TV show V but the group trying to take over the world and succeeding was the church instead of alien Visitors and the rebel group trying to oppose the takeover was not yet named instead of called the 5th Column.

I was a part of the rebel group and it was my job to come up with a safe and secure meeting place for our rebel force and for new recruits to come and feel safe and welcome. Many who came to us just needed protection but could offer no real help in the fight against the church so they just needed taking care of. Sometimes we could find tasks they could do to help like look after the injured or sick, watch over the children, find and pass out food, but the main force was made up of people who were very good a keeping stuff secret and hidden. They were called Secret Keepers. Most of the time they had to teach others how to survive in the big world by appearing to blend into the main society while still actually being a part of the rebels. Our group couldn’t really house people so we had to learn how to adapt and blend in so we could still somehow have a place to dwell.

So I went around to different places and searched for nooks and crannies in the various different cities I traveled to for any place that would be safest and best for our rebel group to meet. Finally during a visit to the main church in the oldest main church city I just so happened to come across a door that was so well hidden that there was no way anyone could tell it was there unless they were really trying hard to look for it. I went inside as quietly as I could and inside was a very large completely run down and abandoned room. It was large enough to hold about 500 people comfortably if we all cleared the floor of the rubble and sat down cross legged.

The rubble was made up of broken down and rotted wooden church benches for a congregation to gather and watch their leader up at the front. In the right side corner of the front of the room was a broken down old piano that looked somehow very odd in a way but I couldn’t quite figure out yet how or why I got that feeling when I looked at it. Oh well I was happy since I had found our secret hiding meeting place in the twisty complicated deep section of the main church right under the noses of those we oppose but never to be found.

It was so perfect since we would never need an excuse to go into the church since it was expected of the good mass of people to go frequently for prayer and instruction or guidance. It was the best cover for our side to be seen walking into the greatest, oldest most important and sacred of churches. So our secret keepers then had to teach our side how to leave the main parts of the church without detection or suspicion if they were somehow questioned along the way to our deep special place. There were so many hallways that small groups of people of say two or three could easily walk through them in all directions in random looking patterns so it would never look like a large group of people slowly gravitating towards one place by taking round about paths to get there.

Everyone had to do their part so we would never be discovered we would never go the same way twice unless it was our turn to go that direction again for our necessary excuses to where we were going to work properly and was all a part of the plan. Many of our group also had cover alibis just in case it was noticed they were not seen for too long of a time. Generally we had to keep our meetings brief anyway and could never really meet everyone in our group at the same time since they all normally arrived and therefore had to leave at various different times so there was much verbal message passing and repeating of what was going on or information that had to be spread though our group. It was required that everyone visit our location at least once so we know who is and who is not with us. We had a Screener who somehow could tell and keep track of all that stuff to keep away any spies or infiltrators and traitors.

One day we had to have a sort of emergency meeting and get everyone to our place at the same time so we used an special church function day to get everyone there and it wouldn’t be noticed that a group of people from the extremely large crowds in and around that church somehow weren’t all there. There was no way anyone could tell that with so many thousands of people celebrating the church function about 400 had gone somewhere especially since that group never left the church. All the doors were monitored of course so if we did have to leave it would have been recorded that we left the church building. I really did find the best place for us to meet.

So finally we all made it into our big secret meeting place and I got this overwhelming impulse to play the broken piano so I went over there and even though I knew I had never taken any more than a handful of lessons I started to instinctually play like a pro. Out came the most beautiful and wild upbeat sounds I had ever heard and slowly images started to be seen coming out of the top of the piano as if the notes had visual representations. The images transparent like whips of cloud material and I was scared at first since none of that should have been possible especially from a broken piano. I had no idea how I played it so well or how the sound somehow worked or what was going on with those pretty images but everyone in the room felt uplifted and blissful. I just kept playing, listening to the wonderful music, and watching those magical images until I woke up and I got the feeling everything was going to be ok.

I Can Fly and Pray

This dream started out with me looking over a large room in a really big community building. It had normal carpet that was a kind of denim blue and there was a folding stage area up front, chairs set up in rows with no isle and a platform that could be folded out of the back wall like the back of a pickup truck only this makes a narrow stage in the back of the room almost the length of the room itself. The room wasn’t overly large or overly small. I’d guess it could seat about 200 people or so comfortably and the stage area was pretty small.

Suddenly it was that night and all the people were there in their seats and quietly watching the front of the room. What was going on was a sort of chant, prayer, ritual thing that had seven people in white robes with hoods in a circle off to the right side of the stage. Five people picked up and spread out a white sheet loosely over a 2 foot square black plain black table about waste high with a slightly shiny finish. The other two robed people were in the middle of the circle almost phasing with the sheet during the chant. What they were doing was guiding the sculpting of an art piece that is supposed to be created during this ritual by these seven robed people just as a symbol to remind others how important it is to create art and things and share it with the world if you can. It is also a way they say their thanks for whatever it is or to whoever it is they are thankful for or to.

The sheet becomes a part of the art piece somehow. The other 200 people in the audience is supposed to either watch silently and as still as possible or to chant and towards the end some are delegated or chosen to dance during the final pieces of the ritual chants.

I realize that my part in this is to fly dance so I do. I take off up into the air, walk on the ceiling, and twirl quite a bit until the euphoria of flight is stand able enough to begin the dance in the air. During most of the ritual I am making all kinds of dancelike beautiful patterns in the air. At the end I realize that no one was able to pay attention enough to even notice that miraculously I could fly when no one else could but very few as in one per generation may discover they have such an ability. Most people just can’t and never will fly and those that do try to keep it to themselves unless they are people like me who just much show off my flight skills.

Instantly I was a celebrity and many kids asked me to give them rides. I was only just getting used to how to control this ability of mine to fly so I was only able to carry the little ones but it was great fun to fly around all over the place. It did take energy to fly so there were times I did just come down and walk. I wasn’t always in the air and when I was many times I was close to the ground so I could talk to people and visit. Once I got really good at flying I could do so in just about any way I wanted in any direction. The only limitation was distance and my energy level. Once I got to about high enough to touch the clouds it took more energy to go any higher so I usually didn’t go much higher. Once I got to about 100 miles per hour I just really couldn’t go much faster or go so fast for very long. Most of the time I only flew about 7 miles an hour or maybe 25 at times but it wasn’t the main focus of my dream unless I had been on my feet for too long and got a bit scared I may lose my flight ability so I would take off just to make sure I could and feel once again the euphoria of being in the air. I woke up wanting to go back to sleep to fly some more. Oh and there was usually some kind of music playing at all times throughout the whole dream.

Unfolding Library

About a week ago I had a dream that this lady was giving a presentation about this new product outside of a store in the mall. This new product was an unfolding library. How it worked was that it came all folded up about the size of say about from an elbow to a middle fingertip and about three inches in width. As you make the first few unfolds it becomes the size of a dresser. Then unfold it some more and it is about the size of a small hall closet. Then you can keep unfolding and it can get to the size of a whole room of display shelves. When it is all the way unfolded it is the size of a house and you can climb up the shelves and sit on one level or another to read whatever book you pick out. It comes complete with a sun deck roof so you can just keep climbing in and around it like a jungle gym until you get to that level. The demo was unfolded all the way and filled with books everywhere along with a few nice things to look at to spice up the decoration a bit.

Near the top level was a whole bunch of really awesome children’s books so I went up there and stopped listening to the lady speaker as I opened a few to get through them as fast as I could. Tucked away in one small corner of a shelf I found a piece of chocolate candy. I unwrapped it and just was I stuck the first part of it in my mouth to take a bite, I turn my head towards the lady and I see her ever so slightly shake her head at me while she continued talking. I got upset and didn’t care if she said no so I was about to bite down when…DANG IT!!! I woke up!!! I had a cookie with breakfast to cheer me up.

Docks & Odd Boats

In this dream I was driving in the car a very long way with Dad in the middle of the night. He said he wanted me to see something special he thought I would like. At around 4am we finally pulled into the parking lot of wherever we were, parked, got out, stretched, then walked to the first bridge to the first dock we were at. I asked him what we were up to and why we were at such a large harbor near the ocean. He told me to just follow him. I told him I was cold. He pulled out a large blue puffy jacket that I zipped and snapped up but I was still cold. For some reason I was wearing a cotton skirt and my purple slip on shoes. The wind was blowing and we get to a sort of beach section that has a shake on the upper right part of it selling little boats so people could get from one side of the beach to the other since the water cut off a large part of it. Those who couldn’t afford a boat had to wait for some nice person to take them or wait for a piece of large drift wood that would naturally float its way back to where we all were standing in the cold wind.

There was a dock out to that water and much further out I could see really huge sail boats coming in and out of the harbor and also docked on the other sides. This side had only bridges, docks, and a weird rest area for visitors that was a bit like a restaurant but not really one. The drift wood finally made its way back to our side of the beach area and my Dad jumped onto it and looked at me to follow. I shook my head and shouted that I don’t jump well and defiantly won’t make it in a skirt. He paddled it to shore the few feet it had gone out and pulled the drift wood to the sand and kept it there for a while. I told him I was too cold to even feel my legs properly and he wanted me to jump onto a piece of wood that who knows if I could even make it onto without plunging into the water. I asked him what he was thinking and what in the world he was up to. Was it the boats or the water he wanted to show me? I just didn’t know and was getting colder by the minute.

After waiting while I noticed the line for the drift wood was getting longer and the sun was slowly coming up. It was very overcast and cloudy in the sky. I asked Dad why he was planning on holding that piece of drift wood all day or if he was going to use it to transport us to the other side. He asked me if I was suicidal. The rest of the line lost interest in going across that way and muttered something about nightfall being safer. I just didn’t understand. I told him I was too cold to keep just waiting her in the freezing cold so I was going go to back to the car to warm up and wait for him. He told me he would walk back with me then come back.

We started back towards the car but then he was walking too fast ahead and I lost sight of him. I tried to find my own way across all the bridges and docks and stuff but I got really lost. I ended up finding a dead end in this really beautiful secret like looking cove. Coming up onto the beach in the small bright and beautiful cove was a bunch of super large animals carrying a sort of built on boat on their backs with people and cargo in it. I stared in amazement! It was such a spectacular and bright sight I almost didn’t feel the cold anymore. After a while Dad came up behind me and said, “This is what I wanted you to see, do you like it?” I smacked him hard on the arm and said, “You disappeared on me! Where did you go so fast?”

He chuckled and said that he had to because the only way to find the place was to not know it’s there and you must get lost in order to find this magical place. I would never have found it if I had been guided to it by another and most people cannot get to it twice. I asked him how in the world he got there again if he had done it once before. He said it was all in his mind. He had to force himself to forget, turn off his directional sense and wonder around aimlessly until it showed up. Not just anyone has that kind of mental control. He said we always must come alone so by leaving me behind I was able to find it before him since I didn’t need the mind trick for my first time here. Then he gave me a hug and said he woule try and teach me this mental control and I woke up still freezing my ass off.

Destroy All Humans Dream

In my dream people were just all around going about their day when all of a sudden these aliens come outta no where and beam down their really odd and destructive machines. Those robots shot everything they could find and then rounded up some of the adults and most of the children that hadn’t been pulverized. They were all put into cardboard boxes big enough for one person each then began to lift them all up in a huge net to their ship. Some of the adults saw a way to help some of the kids possibly avoid being killed or taken by shoving the cardboard boxes that were under them out of the net so they would fall onto a hopefully building rooftop that wasn’t too smashed up yet.

All the people left behind or somehow saved from the slaughter and/or kidnapping found themselves in a world that has been completely destroyed. They wondered around wondering how they were to survive when one of the Alien left over scout ships found them and lured them into the side of a mountain which was actually a large hologram and computer AI ship. Everyone who entered had their consciousness removed from their bodies and placed into their computer for storage in some kind of simulation world controlled by this AI computer. The people were represented as stick figures and could run up the side of walls or defy gravity since this was an artificial environment. It turned out to run a bit like a video game where the objective was to outsmart the AI computer and escape their cells and once out to then try and escape the program if they ever got to the point where they even found out that they existed only as a program. This being an outright impossible task since the bodies they came from are now gone forever since what was them was taken out of the bodies. They would have to find a new vessel for their consciousness if ever to win at this bazaar game so I realized I was just going to have to make the best of the situation and not even play the game. Instead I tried to find as much of my family as I could and make plenty of friends along the way. We had all sorts of tea parties and games of our own we could figure out how to program and play while in this weird world until I woke up. I remember thinking, “Well that was another weird one, maybe I have played too many video games.”