Not sure if any of you do the same, but I write them down after I wake up, then I just look at the journal later, and I can remember in great detail,
the dreams. It helps a lot to have this journal. That being said, the reason I kept this is because I have sleep apnea. Severe sleep apnea. (78
stops for 10s or longer during an hour of sleep). I can't use the machine, I sleep on my stomach. Anyway, what this means is, I rarely dream, and am
almost always exhausted.
These are from a series of days that I dreamt like a madman (with some outliers as reference), constantly having dreams. The content, is interesting,
there must have been something troubling me in real life (Then again my dreams are all pretty dark, when I do get them). Forgive the briefness some
of these have, as when I write these down, I often use run-on sentences. I didn't change this, because I wanted to keep it as original as possible
and not add anything that wasn't there through bad memory .
dad in fight with mom. I get angry, rain pours down around me, i start hurting my mom,
hear dad say "I'm not the only one that can hurt you" i kill my mom/brother/uncle.
slice throats, chop bodies. felt bad about brother but then remember like a
switch turning off my feelings and doing what had to be done. then kill
neighbor and dad, and grandma, but my neighbor/dad/and grandma were different people
trying to get to pond. Zombies. Running from zombies, sitting on fence, hitting them off. Kept hearing something like
"Zombie takeover, it would have happened anyway (No matter what I did in the dream)". oldish town, on roofs - houses wobbling beneath me, crumbing as
zombies climb them, kids getting turned too (2nd grade classroom, was what was said in dream - teacher walks fell into the 2nd grade room and turned
the kids), all zombies. Running from zombies, building defenses, getting overrun, then once I was bit, it restarted with a different premise, kind
of, but still need to get to pond, then zombies. I believe I was in a van at one point.
Note: The dream kept looping. If I died in the dream, it would restart, and I had to try and figure out how to save people. No matter what I did, I
kept dying. Sometimes it went to # fast, sometimes longer. Sometimes as soon as it would restart, the zombies would be there, other times, it would
seem like they weren't coming, then they'd come out of nowhere with a vengeance.
Dreaming of pounds of marijuana, every time I opened a different pack of it (They were wrapped in plastic)
it wasn't marijuana, just marijuana colored. At dad's house, in barn, in lake was some too in underground tunnel.
Underground tunnel, was underwater, and you had to swim through to get to the other side.
dreaming about an underground concrete maze, trying to hide a girl from people. find statue with writing on it,dates back farther than previous
discoveries the discovery is found next to concrete that has broken and a giant hole that I avoided. in box next to it, zombie/skeleton rises out I
smash it on head until dead, Flood in tunnel, work way to back entrance to a place, climb stairs, not enough room to breath really, i tear blockade
down as much as I can, so me and kid can breathe,group of evil people make me promise not to tell about something. try and bluff. wake up.
(the hiding the girl from people is referencing me trying to hide the girl from the people I later referenced as "evil people".)
driving trying to get to (destination) or something, cant find it, get lost, stop at a restaurant that looks more
like a home with restaurant stuff inside. Swaps to being inside a home, cutie slaps me, because she isn't
getting attention, so I tell her she is very pretty, she sits on my lap. We kiss, and stuff.
Amusement park, people with guns/knives, they kidnap my brother, time keeps resetting as I try and kill them.
words/math written on walls of bathroom, front then around corner is math. person selling weed
on wall is a variable list
a = x
b = 1
and as you turn the corner (90* corner - right angle) there is equations on that side
5x = 1
snakes, tress. seeing my younger self falling down stairs onto head as toddler, dad started talking, saying that was
what caused a trouble, fighting began, then divorce. That it was worse than I knew.
dark room, same apt as now, but cluttered with collectables, and was completely foreign to me, one of
figurines like Donald duck, and other types, I think giraffe, when it was dark, i had a weird feeling, ran down the darkened hall.
repair person pulls wires from computer, had porn up, apologize, forget he was coming. the wires were messed up, he said
how the people before me plugged into the cable thing directly, I told him I have a wire piece, it was elsewhere.
when lights were turned on, they were like flash lights or bulbs or maybe a candle type flame, but light bulbs instead of candles
Light was as if a flashlight was being shone in from the outside.
Now that all that is posted, I'll flat out say, I've never harmed anyone, that being said... As I review this journal, which in general, I don't, I
may view one or two as I add an entry, but never really much more than that. I notice now my dreams follow the same guidelines. Protecting someone
who can't protect themselves, Zombies, incest/sex, puzzles, killing others, restarts (dreams that reset), bad things happening to children, (from
murder, to the 'evil people'.) Now I should probably sort through all these and separate based off topic, because it may seem like that is a wide
range of topics to cover, but those are the only topics I dream about. Ever.
I hadn't realized that I hadn't had a good dream in so long. I just, I never actually gave the content a second thought when writing it. I wonder
why I don't have good dreams?
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