TrekBBS Dream Journal...

[Australis]

I had an odd one a few weeks ago, wrote it down because I think it would make a good short story.

In short: I was in a car that was forced off a railway overpass by a truck (stolen, driven by kids), which crashed onto a train and killed the driver. I felt incredibly guilty, and kept replaying over and over in my mind how I could have done it differently, until the replays seeped into my dreams (dreaming abou dreaming is pretty odd too). Then one time, in the dream dream, I was able to go round the truck but had a collision with another car. When I 'woke', this is what had happened, I hadn't hit the train. But another man had died in the other car. So I kept 're-dreaming', changing the past a little at a time, until I wasn't badly hurt, I didn't kill anyone else, and the only people who died were the kids in the truck (who went off the road after trying to hit me). I was trying to figure how to save them, but there was a physical cost each time I changed the past, and I wasn't sure I could do it. That's when the alarm went off.

 

[STR]

I had a scary dream last night but hardly remember the details. I was at the mall with family members, and I came across a "demonic" store. I think it was some gateway to hell and that anyone who entered would have a very frightening experience and some very disturbing visions.

My mall has a Spencer's too.

I saw a 300 pound couple (each, not combined) raid the adult section one day there

Hey, I thought of Spencer's, too, but this store in my dream was a lot more diabolical.

You didn't see the couple. I used to like Spencer's, if only for the kinky stuff in the back. Now...that's been ruined.

 

[TJinLOCA]

Oh geez, another doozy last night. I dreamt we (and apparently everyone else in California) bought a teeny tiny electric car - smaller than those electric cars you buy for little kids (you know, like the motorized Barbie cars) and everyone was using them to commute to work. I was tooling along in a long line of tiny electric cars on a busy sidewalk when I realized I had lost my wallet - making this a typical TJ anxiety dream - but I was stuck behind a total jerkwad businessman who was bragging to his friends about how he had impressed some Japanese CEOs the night before by taking them out to party with a rock band that he knew, and the whole time I was just thinking "OH MY GOD, just SHUT UP, you worthless blowhard, and let me get by!!"

I think I've lived in California too long.

 

[Eyes]

I had an odd one, recently.

I was some sort of ancient barbarian warrior, and we, a warband or something, were infiltrating a Roman city, don't ask why, walking across the rooftops. Anyway, the whole thing started burning, but it wasn't any kind of urgent burning, just the sort you walk away from, if that exists. Then, I was sitting outside the city, with me talking to this Roman woman. The conversation got to religion, and she said something along the lines of that she only knew the Roman gods, and she was happy with that. I then said that I knew of thousands of gods, and that knowledge was enlightening.

Then she said: "You may know of eighteen thousand gods. They infest the ground right through this earth and some may even exist. But I warn you, <whatever my name was in the dream>, that too much knowledge is dangerous, and angering too many will lead to your downfall."

That's sort of how I remember it. It's very weird, the setting, and that speech, and the stuff about gods, The speech stuck itself in my mind the next morning for an hour or two.

 

[Jetfire]

^
That is a strange one and very interesting.

I just had one about being in the grocery store I worked at...I was shopping and I came across former co-workers and they were having a meeting in the dairy isle...they were talking about me and it started off good then it turned into bashing me...I got away from that isle and remember needing to get something at the customer service desk...there was a girl there with brown hair I had never seen before...really hot by the way...but it was like I knew her...She had a strange name that began with a B...there may be a supermodel with the same name but I can't remember who...anyway the girl at customer service asked me if I could hang out with her after work and talk...the weird thing was she assured me she was over 18 and she just wanted to talk about finances...the strange thing is I went to the customer service desk to get lottery tickets(by the way I recently won $29) anyway I go back to shopping for some stuff and then she finds me and we leave the store...we get in my car and then she gets on top of me and starts kissing me and stuff...I woke up after that.

 

[star]

Last night I dreamt I was 17. (I'm 34 years old -- oy.. that means I was half my age in my dream).

Anyway, it wasn't "going back in time"... I was 17 now with all the technology we have today. I had this big group of friends and we were all Trekkies. We had gone to some convention together and were going home. One of my friends was a 17 year old version of my husband. We had some kind of angsty history together where we almost dated but decided to just be friends -- very good friends, but friends.

When we dropped off the first of the crew, we all got out of the car and went into the house. My friend and I were alone together and we hugged. I said, "Tell me again why we decided to just be friends?" To which he replied, "I don't really know" Kissing ensued.

My husband woke me up before the dream continued and when I told him about it, he was sorely disappointed that more did not happen. Goofball.

It was a rather romantic dream for this tomboy. And why teenager? (BTW, my hubs and I didn't meet until our 20's -- so no, this isn't some kind of "blast from the past"). Can't figure out why I dreamt it... but it wasn't half-bad.

 

[Guartho]

Ok... weirdness ahead.

Squiggy and I were hanging out IRL, which has never ever happened. We've never even met. We decided to make a Doctor Who fan film, but it didn't get done because we felt my black wooden refrigerator with two doors was close, but not TARDISy enough. We also kept arguing (more like campaigning) for ourselves to be the one to play the Doctor and an agreement was never reached.

In retrospect, we should have just made it a regeneration story so we could've taken turns as the Doctor.

 

[TJinLOCA]

I was back to my usual boring anxiety dreams last night. My brother and I were going to an SF convention (run by Creation ... ugh) in NYC, and as I was stepping off the subway I realized I'd left my purse. I ran back on to get it, and the doors closed, separating me from my brother - and worse, my purse had been stolen in the few seconds I'd left it on the seat.

So now I was on a NYC subway, separated from my brother, with no money, no ID, and no cell phone. And oh, ABSOLUTELY no memory of any of the phone numbers in my phone, so I couldn't call anyone even if I could borrow a phone.

When I woke up I was so freaked out I sat there in bed and tried to see how many phone numbers I can actually remember for real, and it was pathetic. I honestly don't know more than about 4 people's phone numbers. If I lose my cell phone, I'm screwed! Gah, what a horrible way to start the day. I'm so paranoid now I keep checking for my wallet and cell phone every 3 minutes.

 

[Gruß vom Krampus]

If that happened to me in real life, I'd have a nervous breakdown. As far as remembering friends' and family's phone numbers, I remember maybe five or six at the most. When I have my cell phone, I usually just dial the person, e.g., Brother, Friend, Home. Luckily, I keep an "emergency card" in my wallet at all times that has names and numbers of relatives, my medical info, etc.

 

[Dac]

I used to have em, but now I rarely have dreams that involve myself. Their mostly like random films nowadays.

Honest to god, I had one the other day where Yoda and Kirk were in guest quarters on the E-D, then yoda broke a glass and stabbed Kirk with it.

Yoda then went to Picards Ready room which had all the senior staff from TNG in, then told Picard what he had done. Picard then picked up Yoda by the ankles and proceeded to repeatedly ram his head to the ground while everyone looked on, not shocked, but in quiet contemplation.

Yeah, it was odd but oh so hilarious.

 

[Gruß vom Krampus]

I had a strange dream last night, bordering on scary. I think it was influenced by the CSI episode I saw about the hoarder woman who kept tons of garbage in her house.

My dream involved my brother and I, and this happened in our native country for some reason. He and I were looking for something, which I can't remember right now. So we went to the old house across the street from us. IRL, the owners had moved abroad, and the house was vacant for a long time until some tenants moved in. In my dream it was a wooden, sort of run-down two-story house with storage in the "terrace" area. It was dark and creepy inside the house when my brother and I walked into the storage room. Inside were all kinds of antiquated objects that hadn't been touched in years, and I was afraid to touch anything. There was some sort of a spiritual or ghostly presence, a young girl, in the room. I don't remember much of the details, but at some point, my brother touched an object and he became petrified. I don't know what happened after that, and I woke up feeling unsettled.

 

[Thena]

I had an interesting dream last night. As background information, in my late teens, I had a boyfriend who used to write me snail mail letters when his parents grounded him from going online.

In my dream, this guy showed up and announced that he was the brother of my ex-boyfriend and he had been the one ghost-writing those love letters. But even more amazing, he apparently had been in love with me this whole time.

For some reason, in the dream I was freaked out by this revelation and ran away as fast as I could. I'm not sure why I was freaked out, because he was hot! I really kicked myself about it when I woke up.

 

[Gruß vom Krampus]

Yeah, I had dreams like that when I wished it could've been more.

I had two dreams last night. The first had a sci-fi/fantasy theme, but the details were sketchy as usual. There was a small group of mutants or superpowered beings, each with different abilities and anatomies. After having completed a mission on an island, a couple of them tried to "mate" with each other. One was a black woman with tentacles, who was trying to get her partner, a black male, to mate with her. But this was this other powerful woman who turned against them and started attacking them. Soon there was a massive explosion on the island, and I could see myself zooming away from it at an incredible speed, as if watching a movie or being a part of it.

The second dream was about a strange big family reunion (I don't remember ever having gone to one). In real life, my parents, siblings and their families all live here in the SF Bay Area within close distance. But in my dream, we were at a house, and there were "other relatives" from our native country--my dad's cousins, one of my uncles' family members, and their kids and grandkids--so that there were three generations. My estranged older sister and her family showed up, feeling upset that they weren't included in the festivities, and I felt kinda sorry for them. At some point, my other sister's five-year-old son Billy was at another person's house, and I remember asking her when she'd pick him up.

 

[Thena]

^Maybe I need to remind myself before bedtime that it's just a dream and I should just go with it!

Had another one of those dreams last night, actually. In my dream, I was attending a huge party on the rooftop of a building that overlooked the ocean. There were a pair of 747s from Northwest Airlines doing a lot of acrobatic maneuvers over the water, pulling off some incredible turns that should have been impossible for jets of that size. I could have stayed and watched more of the air show, but I was pulled away by an older man who wanted to dance with me. He looked like one of my old professors, which sort of freaked me out. He was trying to be romantic, but I couldn't stop giggling and that put a damper on things. He tried to take my hand, but I found myself holding onto some papers so my hands weren't free. Then I ran off, taking the papers but leaving him behind.

 

[Jetfire]

I had a dream about buying a new car. Which is odd because I am broke an don't have a job...but I do already have a car. I was buying a car I had been wanting...but when we went to find it at the dealer it was gone...the car was blue...but they tried to offer me a red car...which I wouldn't take. It was also strange that it was at night...any time I have been at a car lot...it was day.

 

[Gruß vom Krampus]

I had a weird series of dreams right before I woke up early today. It was likely caused by the anxiety of getting up in the morning. This happens from time to time when I have to constantly check my alarm clock/cell phone to see what time it is and I'm in a semi-conscious, semi-asleep state.

In the first dream, I was already in the office and I saw my co-workers chatting with one another. Everything felt so real although the surroundings looked somewhat different. The only thing I found odd was that I couldn't remember how I got there. I don't recall getting out of bed and going through my morning rituals. So I figured something wasn't right and that maybe I was still asleep.

In the second dream, I woke up in my old house in another country, which also felt very real. I didn't question how or why I got there, but my family was there also, and I remember thinking I was late for work (it was past 9:00 a.m.). A tropical storm had just passed through the area as I could see the damaged homes, etc. It was still raining, but I realized I was dreaming when I saw the "ceiling was raining," too. In other words, it was as if the raindrops were falling down the ceiling of my house (not because of a broken, leaky roof).

The last dream was sort of similar to the first one wherein I was already at work, or rather getting ready to enter the building. I was running late, and then I happened to have some personal belongings with me in a plastic bag (my bath towel, my clothes) and but was missing some articles. I woke up after that.

 

[Gruß vom Krampus]

Whoa. Last night I had one of my recurring dreams again. I was back at my family's old house in another country, and I saw some pigs in their pen in the back of the house again. There's always a feeling of sympathy associated with this dream. There were three of them, two big and one small. I was worried they were starving, and so I tried to put in some food in the trough. I also remember spraying their little space with water from a house. I wonder what this dream symbolizes, but I get the feeling it's telling me to pay attention to a certain aspect of my life.

 

[Thena]

^That's an interesting interpretation, and one that I had not considered. I have recurring dreams about my mom and dad's first house.

The most recent one was a few days ago, and in that dream, I was showing the current owner family pictures from when I lived in the house. I also pleaded with her to let me see the basement, because I was so terrified of it as a toddler when I lived there.

Oddly enough, it's always them same theme when I have that dream. The house is never the same, but I always want to see the basement or the attic because they both scared me.

 

[Jetfire]

I had another dream about Hawaii...some how I need to go there...it is eating me alive!

This dream was about a elegant beach house, pool and I was out on the beach and I felt free...I made my way back to the house where the pool was and a lovely woman that looked like Vanessa Marcil gave me a strange looking pink drink...I swear it was glowing! I drank it and we talked and laughed and all of a sudden it started raining but the sun was still out and shining...the rest was kind of fuzzy but I remember running inside with her and she sang and played a piano.

 

[Gruß vom Krampus]

Jetfire, I like your dreams about beautiful places and beautiful women. Tell me your secret!