Twilight inspired dream!

So i've become a huge fan of Twilight as of late. But with my recent recognition of my hate towards sleeping, i haven't had many dreams at all in the past few months. But i did mannage to have this one.

I was staying in a stucco hotel for some reason up in the more mountainous regions of Colorado, looking more like somewhere located between the Broadmoar Hotel and the Cheyenne Mountain Zoo, ritzy almost. I can't really remember the specifics. But i do remember that i was lucky enough to have Robert Pattinson (i hope i spelled his name right) staying in the same hotel. I was in my usual mind set of "With my luck, i'll never even get a trace of him while i'm here". But low and behold, turns out he was staying just down the corner and around the bend from the luxurious $500/day-esk suit that i was staying in. I was hopeful, but still bleak on my chances of me actually getting to even say "hi" to the guy. But again, i was surprised when, somehow, we bumped into each other while i was running off to do something, i can't remember what. I remember that we talked for a while. then he invited me back to his suit to continue talking there, since i could feel the eyes of prying girls burrowing holes into my head with as much acidity in their stair as in their voices. The girls were infuriated that Robert seamed to be enjoying my company more then theirs, and was avoiding them like the plague almost. When we were done talking in the room, i went back to my room, still not quite sure if i had really been talking to him, but i was calm and cool headed, and acted much like i had just bumped into an old acquaintance; very calm. but when i got back to my suit, it was in ruin. Apparently the girls felt the need to destroy my things as a retaliation. It was late at night at this point, but the sky was clear because i remember everything being bathed by that wonderful cool white light of a full moon on a clear night, even though i never actually saw the moon. But somehow, Robert was just turning the corner to come see how i was. I told him what happened, and he didn't like it. But i cleaned up the mess, and over a period of 3 days the girls were getting nastier to me. Robert could hardly contain his disgust, anger, and perplexity of why the girls hated me so. He went to try to sort things out, but that didn't help. Once he saw that that didn't help anything, he promised to take me out of the place with him, so i wouldn't be harassed anymore. I felt in the air that i had become a bit more to him then just another person. It felt nice. And i think that was the end of my dream. It never did get to me actually leaving the hotel, but ended with just the promise.

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Perhaps this dream is telling me of my need for that "take my breath away" feeling that Bella is so offten afflicted with when she see's Edward. Ah the emotion of love :P

Wedding dream?

Well, with my recent thought that Matt might not be committed to me quite as much as I am to him has brought about a lot of sad feelings, but thanks to my dear friend Charlie (aka: Senshi), I've realized that I can do is just love him, so that has put me at ease to worry about other things (like finding a job *sigh*). But last night I had a very interesting dream.

I dreamt that I was part of some weird Egyptian type ritual that my group of classmates (although not any classmates that I could recognize here in the real world). I don’t remember much of this part of the dream, only that I was put in charge of making some of the decorations, and I remember the thought of having to prove to my “classmates” that I was indeed worth something.

From there, the dream sort of morphed the story a bit because before I knew it the ritual that I was a part of soon turned into my weird wedding to Matt, and my classmates had turned into friends and family. It also took a turn to changing into an Indiana Jones type adventure because the “temple” was falling apart. I got separated from the rest of the group though, and found myself wondering into an ally trying to find where everyone went. It was your typical scary, dangerous-for-a-woman-to-walk-down type ally. Very unnerving! But I knew that on the other side was the rest of the city, and Matt, so I had to push though. However the deeper down the ally I went the creepier, and darker things became till I came to a display type window with a deep ledge covered in some sort of spider-like cacoon-ish type thing. And upon further investigation of the thing, it promptly took on the shape of a nude, bald woman, covered in a blood soaked, fleshy material, and howled in pain at me with its featureless face. Needless to say that scared the bajesus outta me and I took to walking to the other side of the ally. That is until I ran into a rather tall looking black man who was very dark skinned and wearing a stereotypical New Orleans Jazz musician style clothing, complete with that funny, round top hat. The ally behind this man was completely dark, but there was a stare way leading up to a lighted building to his right, my left. Heading my mother’s advice not to deal with strangers, I proceeded to go up the stairway, because if there was a back to this building, there must be a front. The Jazzman gave me a polite, but very creepy smile as he slowly eyed me going up the stairs holding his jazz clarinet.

The inside of the building turned out to be a very surreal type of maze with water leaking everywhere the color of the pink slime that was in Ghostbusters II, and weird slides all over the place. I remember this part of the dream turning into some sort of 2D, 8 bit, Super Mario type of view. I had to go over things, and through things all while having to dodge these “enemies.” But some how I made it out of that building and there was Matt. Needless I was super glad to see him! Our mothers were there too. From there the four of us went to Chili’s and ate nothing worth remembering. I remember mentioning to Matt, though, that “our wedding didn’t feel ‘official’ to me because I had no ring.” From there they took us to Barnes & Nobles. My mom was of course proud that her daughter had gotten married and thus wanted to give me something. I was hoping for her to give me her old wedding ring that had been passed down to her from granny. But instead after looking for a long time she gave me some worthless book that was some sort of self-guidance book. I faked being grateful, as I usually do when I get those kinds of gifts, and meet back up with Matt and his mom that had given him an equally useless gift in their car.

The rest of the dream consisted mainly of Matt and I looking for our wedding rings. We tried looking for rings at the normal ritzy sort of places that are those dime a dozen sorts of places, but nothing of the likes that we could afford, or of the style that I really cared for. So, we ended up finding out about this old antique sort of place so we both went there, but found nothing. However the did have a computer there, so I ended up looking at some Amazon type website and found several rings that I liked that were both his and hers matching ones, and with a very reasonable price tag to boot! So we bought a pair that we both liked on the site, and went to leave. The thing was the exit was an entrance back into that creepy back ally. This time around though, it wasn’t so bad because I had Matt there with me. The lady thing screamed at us again, and the Jazzman was there to greet us as we went up that staircase. The maze was equally as weird this time. And by the time we got out of that maze ---- I woke up.



There are a few thing in this dream that are apparent, my love for Matt, my lack of self security, and perhaps a bit of my shadow element in there too. And some familiar themes of my feelings towards my fellow, well not so “fellow” any more, 3D classmates, and the “moms-will-be-moms” attitude of frustration and deep love that I have for my mother. This of course telling me that I am still coming to terms with, or am still working out my feelings towards these common events and feelings that are present in my life right now.

In the case of the wedding and the missing rings. I believe that in this particular dream, they are manifestations about my resolve of my hesitation and concern for him loving me, and having that weight just recently lifted which, in my opinion, has brought us closer rather then further, like I had originally feared, and the relief that has ensued. The lack of wedding rings I believe to be the manifestation of our relationship not quite being to that point yet.


And with those being my thoughts on that dream, interpret as you see fit! I am always open to insight! Just remember my rules, and be kind to me. And with that I’m going to bed *is 5:05 am*

well, been delving into Robert Downey Jr fandom x3 hehe so much fun :) i keep feeling his presence in my dreams as of late, even though i might not necessarily see him. Haven't really been remembering much of my dreams at all as of late though.  I remember bits though.

For instance, last night i had a dream.  i was running away from something, the presence felt more like a dark force, a "oh my god! aliens are invading the earth" kind of urgency to it.  But i was driving a car, and i say a rather large black cow with a tiny bit of white on the left side of his face.  He was at first on the side of the road, which happened to be beside a rather narrow rain drainage corridor thingie, perhaps as wide as an ally way, but it was deeper then the cow, who was perhaps 2x the size of a normal cow (he was huge!). It was also completely covered with a wire caged arc running along the length of this rain trench.  It was weathered though, but no one bothered repairing it because the whole trench was in the middle of a grassy field perhaps somewhere on the eastern coast.  I remember seeing a large hill covered with a dark leafed tree.  It was also very misty, but it was a warm mist, perhaps a 70-75 degree mist.  I was dressed in a black button up shirt that i have, whose sleeves go up only to my forearms. I had on dark pants too, perhaps they were black too, but i had a white tank top on underneath, as the top few buttons were unbuttoned.

Anyway, as i drove by, i saw the cow go into the rain trench through a opening in the fence.  At first i thought to leave it there, but the more i thought about how it might get stuck in there and die, the more guilty i felt, so i stopped and hopped on down to try and wrangle the cow out.  I remember that i tried herding it down the rain trench a bit more, and it followed me, although cautiously.  Then when i saw there was no brake in the fence in sight, i managed to turn the cow in the other direction and lead it back to a few blocks of where i entered the trench.  There was a place in the fence where two separate parts of the fence weren't really connected together, and the cow slipped out through there.  But i stayed behind.  There was a bend in the trench that lead back further towards that large hill.  I felt a presence of a loved one back beyond this bend.  But i could feel him far away.  But i went after him, i knew that i had to go after him because some how i knew he was hurt ( i could feel that the presence was a male).

Then i woke up.  That's all i remember.  An interesting dream, but since it's now 3am, i will have to ponder on the symbolism of it later.  Happy dreams everyone!

Iron man/Robert Downey Jr, influence dream

i can't go into much detail here because i found out that i have a 10-15 page paper due tomorrow @.@ So i'll be quick! last night i dreamt that i was in a group of people who were going to investigate a archeological site of a Chinese/Egyptian God.  And Robert Downey Jr. (now on shortened to RDJ) was in my group! but it was a really cool dream because it was a very epic style dream too :3 we got on our spiffy, beautifully decorated, mail-type-armor, and we went into the site, and that's when the site became more like a living temple o the god.  It was there that RDJ and i made a connection and we began to flirt with eachother alittle bit.  It was very cute! but we began to be on the loosing side of the battle, when RDJ jumped in and saved me from becoming a sacrifice, and he killed the male god in the temple to save me!  then when they tried to come after him once we made it back to our base, i had to kill the goddess in the temple! it was very romantic.  then once we got everything squared away, the group disbanded, and i gave him one last kiss, then i woke up.

Cool hu :D welp back to research!

Love Story

This dream is rated R for incestuous relations and mass gore (so if you have issues with that, stop reading now).  All of my rules apply. You Have Been Warned!

     Today i had a very epic-movie-type dream.  I dreamt that I ( I was never in 1st person view, all of the dream was in 3rd person, but i knew i was him) was a guy, and one of the eldest of 4 siblings.  I had wavy (almost curly), short, brown/blond hair, was about 18-20 in age, had an athletic build, a healthy olive tan, a very effeminate personality (ie: caring, sensitive, submissive at times, yet a strong and healthy male aspect too), and brown/green eyes.  My eldest sister (about the same age range, long, golden, wavy hair, blue eyes, healthy slim/athletic build, and had a very bold and strong feminine personality) and I where the "main characters" if you will, so i saw alot of us in the dream.  We also had a little sister and a little brother, i didn't see much of them though.  The whole over all look of the dream was in the time of Jane Austin's books' era (old victorian Britain), but in a League of Extraordinary Gentlemen sort of futuristic sort of way, and at the end it sort of was modern times.

         The dream started out at the family summer house.  I don't remember anything particularity exciting happening there that is note worthy.  However, it was there that i "meet" all of my extended family (namely my very effeminate, lanky, tinkerer uncle, his wife, and my weirdly compassionate, old southern personality, chubby Aunt [she was pretty cool :)]).  From there, the whole family returned to our main house (which looked very similar to the house in The Others mixed with the house in the haunted house ride in Florida's Disneyworld [...or is it land? i can never remember :P]).  

        Here is where i can't really remember what happened, except that things happened really fast and were very epic in nature.  Our mother (who was very homely in a beautiful way in appearance) although she acted very motherly and was a good house wife on the outside, on the inside she was very sad.  Father always seamed to take her for granted and was hardly ever home.  Then one particularly dark night, with the moon shining very brightly in the sky, Dad had just come home with some particularity good news considering financial issues.  Mom was thrilled! She was so thrilled that she and dad had a love making session.  Afterwords our dad had to leave again (and little did we know, but he left us for good).  Mom had some suspicions that he was cheating on her with some other, younger, hotter woman.  When dad left, her suspicions were confirmed.  Our littlest brother was the only one who was unfortunate enough to be the only other one awake at the time.  Our little brother saw her and she was crying, and had a very longing, sad look on her face and she held in her hand a very long cord, with red beads the were spaced out along the cord at regular intervals (looked like this: ----O-------O-------O----).  She took the rope, while still in the presence of our little brother, and she hung herself from a wall sconce that was high up on the wall.

          Then the dream went to the next morning.  The whole family was up, but we saw that mom and our little brother was missing.  We went to go find him, and we found him in the same guest room in a rarely used part of the house.  He was standing outside of the room in the doorway, and he asked us, crying and confused, "Is mommy ok?"  We all went into the room very worriedly.  There we found mom laying on one of the 2 beds.  She looked very blue and pale, and her lovely vibrant, dark blond hair, had dulled almost to the point of being white.  We were all shocked and horrified at the same time (even more so then normal because her eyes were still open).  Then the most confusing thing happened.  She sat up, with that same look of a sad terror on her face, and her mouth was slightly open.  She was not dead, but she had severally damaged her mind in the process.

           The elders, being our uncle, his wife, and aunt, decided that it would be better to "put her down."  Our uncle constructed this red and yellow, 50's era looking sort of trailer dinner looking tank, that was about as long as a car, and about 1 1/2 people tall. Then with everyone around the tank in the backyard garden, we watched as our uncle's wife take our mother who was confused, yet had that same sadly, terrified look on her face, and went with her into the tank that was filled with water and closed the hatch behind them.  Our aunt held her breath as she achingly watched our mother drown.  Our mother was very calm though as a result on her suicide attempt.  After she drowned, our aunt opened up the tank and said that she wanted to stay with our mother's body and study what had happened to her to make her the way she was in her last minutes.

         My sister and I shared a bedroom, as did our littler siblings, and we made a pact then that we would always protect each other, no matter what.  That night we just slept in my bed huddled together to comfort eachother, knowing that we were now orphans and would have no one else to rely upon but eachother.

         Here the dream skips to a year later, we had moved in with our southernly aunt, our uncle, and his wife in their small house.  My sister and i had taken up jobs as house cleaners.  We worked with a team of other misfits and oddities.  While we paraded around as house cleaners, we were really a band of thieves that slowly, but systematically took everything and made it look as though nothing had been there in the first place. By this time, my sister meant the world to me and i meant the world to her.  We had fallen in love with eachother and were barely out of eachother's sight.  We both knew that we were odd even back when our mother was still alive, and we felt that we could only rely on eachother.  We in particular worked with this asian girl hermaphrodite.  She was a fun person to be with and she was our best friend.  

        One particular day, when we were doing our normal devious thievery, me, my sister, and our friend got done with our work early and we had found a particularly dark room and we were all laughing and giggling about nothing in particular.  It was then that our whole gang of "house cleaners" were caught by a whole police brigade.  

        Since we were out of the way, we were only found by 1 officer.  My sister, who had come up with an idea, lured him into the same room we were in with her beauty and a "slip" of her shirt off of her shoulder.  Then our friend, who was very beautiful and looked every-bit as much of a girl at first glance, took the officer and they began making out. My sister and i took the opportunity of the darkness to show our love to eachother.  

        Every thing went "smoothly" until the officer realized that our friend had male parts.  Then he started to freak out.  She held him down though, so he was unable to escape. in a sadistic sort of turn of events, our friend began choking him, which only made me, my sister, and our friend even more excited.  I craved my sister even more.  

       It was then that we realized why we always felt so weird, like we were not normal.  We did not have normal genitalia. i had those of a female (but it didn't really look like normal), and my sister had a mix of both female and male genitalia (they too were extremely distorted and melded together to form something that looked like no recognizable genitalia that i know of, although it looked more feminine because it had no exterior components).  This only brought us closer; made us want eachother even more.  However, our love making session was cut short because someone had heard the officer screaming.  They stormed in on us and managed to separate us from our loving embrace.  We screamed, reaching desperately for eachother, but to no avail.  I tried using bruit strength, but then they struck my head and i fell to the ground, unconscious.

         I woke up inside of a passenger submarine that was about the size of a cruise ship (and it was the style of the Nautilus from The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen).  I was in a rage.  The rage of someone who has been forcefully taken away from their love and soulmate. It was then that i discovered that i could control metal (much in the same way that Magneto can, but only i could not change it's shape).  I brutally killed the guards that were assigned to me, letting them stay alive long enough to feel the searing pain before i ended their lives.  I went through out the whole ship in much the same manner, becoming more and more sadistic with every kill, trying to find out where my sister was.  At one time i went into the passenger dining hall and found a very long bandsaw blade and manipulated it so that is wound itself around a table of people who were all involved in the capture of my sister.  Then i merely pulled on the blade and the bandsaw cut through them like butter, severing hands, heads, and torsos.  It was also at this time that i found that i could manipulate my form when related to water.

        I finally found my sister, and embraced her with passion, love, and relief that she was still alive.  After being relieved that we were both still alive, we both remembered that we were not done escaping from the Police's grasp.  After killing a few more guards who stood in our way, we finally reached the hatch through which we could escape.  However, we were underwater.  I could manipulate myself so that i could breathe, but my sister could not.  So i temporarily attached 3 small plates to her face (2 under her eyes, and one on her chin) and i used my powers over metal and water, to make it so she could breathe.  We escaped safe and sound.   It was then that we swam our way to land, and made our way to the nearest city, hand in hand.

      It was there that we happened upon a modern time mall.  And while we were exploring, we came upon some people who seamed oddly familiar.  It turns out that they were our parents and our uncles!  After our family reunion, we questioned what had happened to them, and why mom was still alive.  It was then that we learned that we were actually a family of elementals.  I was a water elemental, and my sister was a fire elemental, which explains why we loved eachother so much.  And with our whole family reunited, everything was back as it should be.  and then i woke up.

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Important Elements

- The attempted suicide and death of the mother figure, and her later apparent rebirth.

- The incestuous relations

- The hermaphroditic themes

- The sadistic killing spree

- The elemental aspects

Possible Meaning

- Myself in the dream and my sister could represent my inner Anima and Animus and how they are both very healthy.

- The death and rebirth of the mother figure could represent an inner aspect of myself that was defunct, became crippled, and then was reborn into a healthy state.

- The killing spree could represent a destruction of a defunct idea or other conscious and subconscious issues.

- The elemental thing and how we were very harmonious, could mean balance, or balance with my inner Anima and Animus.

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And there we go!  That was my dream and some posable meanings.  Please feel free to to give your own interpretation of it.  Feel free to analyze it using any means you feel suitable! :D (i use Jungian methods)  But thank you for reading!  I hope you came to some interesting thought or question :) I also hope that you enjoyed reading it :)

The Rules

Well, i decided to keep a dream journal (finally).   I want to share them with you because i want you guys to have fun reading them (and perhaps insight into some life changing issues [all depending on the analysis])!  but first there are some things that i want you all to keep in mind when reading all my dreams:

Rule #1: These are dreams! They are not real!

Rule #2: All dreams i will be analyzing in an open sort of way (aka: i take the dreams into account, they are not the law) and i want you guys too! In my religion (wiccan), dreams are an insight into your soul, and perhaps into the future.  They also help solve a question or situation you've been mulling over. So, please keep that in mind too.

Rule #3: Be nice to all who comment and to me too.  Don't worry about me. seriously!  If you are worried about me, then go to my LJ site.  There you will find if there's anything I'm really mulling over anything. You can post any concerns that you have for me there.

Rule #4: My dreams rate from G -NC17, but for the sake of Google's policy they will only go up to R, and if you have any problem with that, stop reading now.  I will never go beyond R, and have no intentions of this being a pornographic journal in any way.

These rules will always apply, and can change if I deem it necessary.  Now on to the dreams :D!  Everyone enjoy!