I survived a zombie apocolypse last night.

I find it strange when you randomly get a flashback from a dream that you had months, or even years ago, but failed to recall when you woke that following morning. Its as if all our dreams are stored somewhere deep in our subconscious, and something unknown pulls them out to for that brief two seconds of recollection and imagery.

I had just turned 21 and I was at the bar celebrating with my childhood neighbors. They were buying me shots. We were having a great time but the bartender was starting to get agitated at us sitting there without buying anything for an extended period of time. We ended up leaving and we were drove back to my childhood home. As soon as I opened the door memories of loss and hurt flooded back as I recalled the unresolved death of my sister. She was just a child when she had runaway from our mother, trying to escape her, and fell down a hole called sleepy hallow. I remember asking our mom why, and how could she allow this to happen and the cat just sort of looked at me, tilting its head as it listened. A person appeared, I don’t remember who he was, but he gave me a remote control and told me that I needed to go and find a place away from the cat to discuss this because it had something to do with him. I remember as I pressed the button I shot up into the sky and I looked down to our  house that looked an small as an ant, but I didn’t even go further than a block before the light in the remote started to lose brightness and in return, I started to sink in height. Before I knew it I was back on the ground and the cat was staring right at me, it’s eyes glowing a bright yellow. I kept trying to press the buttons to fly again, frantically pressing the wrong ones as the cat slowly krept closer and closer. He spoke saying that I shouldnt run because he would find me, when suddenly I pressed the right button and got pushed into the air. The man that gave me the remote floated up with me when he explained that using the remote I can find the answers to any of my questions. I remember getting put in the time and space, and realized that my sister was running from the cat. I was angry and heartbroken. I wanted her back but I knew that this would never happen. I decided the cat needed to die just as I started to descend from the air once more. I woke up.

Last night, I dreamed that I had been given a magic power from some higher being, which made it that I could choose a person who is good and they would receive powers themselves and make them stronger. But If I would chose a bad person, they would become even more evil and stronger. SO, I had to be careful who to pick. I had a contract that I would have to sign and the person I deemed good would sign if they want to receive the powers. The fact that I had powers that could make people stronger made me a target. It wasn’t long until people started finding out about my gift. I was in my childhood neighborhood and that is when a witch knocked on my door. She told me she could make me rich beyond my wildest dreams, and all I had to do was let her sign the good contract. At first the idea appealed, and I told her that I would let her sign it the following day. The next day I was in some stone castle looking thing, and I realized that I could not let her sign it because of the consequences that would come with the power. I had a feeling that she wasn’t truly good and If I would let her sign it, bad things would happen. A lot of things happened while I was up there, people were doing whatever they could to try and convince me. I could tell when people were being fake and sucking up because they would always mention the contract. I gave powers to one person  because I was sure he was good. A lot of things happened during this point in my dream but much of it I don’t recall.  I remember fearing the witch in particular, because she already had powers and I knew she was capable of very evil things. Often the people who had crossed her path would end up dead. The next thing I remember is that she found me once again as I was sitting with a few other people and I told her no, she was furious. Then I remember that I am with a group and we are presented with various trips that as a group we had to accomplish or else we would be disqualified which meant something terrible would happen. I remember they were all sitting down and eating at a table and I thought the food was for everyone so I took a piece of fruit and bit down into it. One of the women snapped at me, telling me that I should fuck off or something along the lines of that.  I apologized and they all sort of laughed. Another one of the girls started talking about how she was looking forward to the motorcycle portion of the trip.  Next thing I remember is that we are all about to enter a elementary school. As we checked in we were all given motorcycles, although, some of the people in our group were sharing their seats with little elementary school kids. I remember we drove into this big auditorium and then in between the seats to the back of the auditorium and then told to drive through the halls.  It reminded me of a set up for a haunted house. I was driving through and I remember seeing the woman I spoke to earlier, she had lost her bike, and so I offered to give her mine, seeing it was her favorite portion was the bike trip. She took it with haste and I was left to walk, and I remember somehow making it to the end of the long twisting maze. Next thing I remember is that I am talking with one of the guys and he is telling me how we should go get some waffle cones. But not the typical kind of waffle cone, but the kind that is made literally out of a breakfast waffle that is shaped out of a cone with ice cream inside. I told him okay, and we went to his dorms and then I somehow got lost from him. I went to this LOST kiosk thing and there were two women standing behind it and I asked for directions. They told me where to go and then said for an extra dollar they would show me on the map. I declined and then went down the halls of his school, and I remember looking at these life size dolls on the wall and I thought I would get one for the guy. I remember seeing a couple that I really liked that were replicas of the mad hatter, the rabbit, and alice. But the price was over 1 grand for each.  and then my alarm went off. 

 After a stressful week of getting 3-4 hours of sleep each night i crashed last night at 8 pm and i didn’t wake up until 9 am. Yes thats right ladies and gents, 14 hours of sleep! do i get a round of applause? perhaps win a prize? Last night i had a grand total of three nightmares. YES, three. Waking up after each one in a fright. The first one was strange, i remember my friend Elyse invited me to Vegas. I remember being concerned of not having enough cash. She told me not to worry because she had more than enough. I remember going over and she handed me a big pile of 100 dollar bills. She claimed to have found the cash somewhere, and i handed it back to her and told her i couldn’t take it. We ended up heading to the beach towards North shore. There was a huge crowd from all over the world that was gathered around the shore with their camping gear out. There was one tent where a queen was camping out and i remember when i went to the bathrooms there was a stall that was reserved for the queen, the seat was big enough to sit a hippopotamus but it was necessary because the queen was seriously overweight. There was a bar towards the back of the beach and we would go over there and get jello shots and then head towards the water to chill out in the water. I vaguely remember something bad happening, but not exactly what, and i got scared and woke up. Okay so second dream, I don’t really remember the first part. We were wandering around these empty buildings, some really scary shit happens in this dream, and then we were being chased. I remember my professor was there. We were being chased for some reason. The only thing i really remember in detail was as we were running through this forest along a river and then one girl says ” we got to cross, we got to cross” and she jumps in and starts to cross it and then the whole group of us jump in and start to cross. I remember there being two elderly people in our group who also crossed, but just barely. I had to pull the old woman out because she couldn’t pull herself out of the water. We looked back over and saw the two girls who were chasing us at the other side, pacing along side of the river. They apparently could not swim so we were safe. But as we were walking down the path on the other side, and then noticed a bridge up front, and the two girls were running across it. I look around and i am all by myself. They quickly caught up to me and were about to hit me when i woke up. Then i drifted off into my third nightmare, which i really don’t remember. Shortly after finding myself waking up scared once again.

The picture above i took in Heho, Burma which looks almost identical to the forest i was running through in my second dream, with the paths on either side of the river. Imagine that with a huge fast flowing river in the middle.

I actually had this dream last week and wrote it down but never got around to rewriting to this blog until today. In this dream I took the role of a single mother, with a baby not much older than a week or so. I remember one of my guy friends was helping me move into this apartment in a ghetto part of town. I remember the apartment being just a single room and a bed, and at the far end of the room the carpet was stained and torn. There was a crib set up in the other side. I remember there was a door that connected to the other apartment next to us, and for some reason my key wouldn’t fit in the apartment I was supposed to be living in , but fit into the apartment next door. I remember being really nervous about living there without a door that could lock so my friend  took out the door and placed it with mine. I remember we were hanging out in my room, and the baby just slept the entire time after I brought it home, so we decided to explore the apartment some more, and there was a door that we hadn’t seen before, we opened it and there was a long corridor, we followed the corridor down and it opened up into a mini mall that was attatched to the apartment. We were on the second story and down below there was little stalls with playgrounds with giant mushrooms and little tables with tea sets, there was another playground space with slides and swings. We walked around some more and found stores and restaurants selling things. He really wanted ice cream so we stopped at the parlor, they had a wall covered with pictures of ice cream cones with different flavors and different cones to choose from. I remember he picked the plain waffle cone and I remember looking at chocolate big ones, and giant bowl shaped cones with covered in chocolate and sprinkles. I decided on the plain small waffle cone as well because even that was nine dollars.  I remember they then said we could get a tattoo as well with our waffle cones. I think I flaked out on that one, but I remember my friend definitely got it, it was a tree tattoo, but it was just the outline, I remember thinking well that’s not too bad for 10 bucks and an ice cream cone.  I remember we were walking back to the apartment and then we get there, the baby is still sleeping, and a man walks in and looks at us. He asked us what we were doing in his apartment. I remember being really flustered and apologizing. We moved the doors back and I moved into the other apartment next door. I remember I was by myself now with the baby, and it was beginning to cry, because it had a full diaper, and I remember saying “ sorry ive never done this before,so if I do it wrong please understand” in my mind the baby could understand me, and so I put a towel down on my bed and changed the diaper. This is when things get a little confusing for me as I try and recall back, I remember after this point suddenly the baby had a much older mentality, still in baby form, but reminded me a lot of my little sister. Things get hazy after this.

The craziest thing happened to me EVER. Yesterday i was talking to my friend Jenalyn and she asked me “have you ever realized you were in a dream inside a dream.” I got really excited by the idea and told her no i havent, but i would LOVE LOVE LOVe to have that happen to me. Then i continued to tell her about my dream blog and how i should write her dream down. Well looks like i don’t have to because the same exact thing happened to me for the first time in my life last night! So this is how my dream went, i was back from this long journey in the forest that involved people dying, and defeating bad guys, and other stuff, but thats all pretty hazy now. So now i have met up with two girls. I remember we found this huge building, with a long escalator that looked to go up several 100 floors. We got on and there was this old man who was on it as well, he was famous or something, with a hugh heffner sort of look to him. He had two girls on either side of him. Also, there was a crowd that had gathered below for him, cheering for him. I remember we talked but i don’t really remember any specifics with that. Actually, a big chunk of my dream which i cant completely recall was on this escalator and it seemed never ending. Once we reached the top, it looked exactly like the airport in bangkok, huge with people walking around, all looking like they have places they need to be. Someone suggested that we take showers, and so we enter the showers so we could clean ourselves up. i was covered with mud and sweat from trekking through the forest, so we step in this big room with rows of showers, similar to the bathrooms you might find at a public pool.  I was undressed with a towel wrapped around my body and was about to step into one of the showers when one of the girls stop me and  whispers to me ” you do realize your dreaming right.”  Although when i tried to reflect back on what the real world be when i would wake up was different then what is reality. I dont really remember the details of what i thought that world would be. The only thing i could remember from my actual reality was this dream blog. I actually remember thinking  ’ohhh yah im going to have to write this one down.” I started getting excited and then proceeded to try and gain control of it. deciding to take FULL advantage of the fact i was in a lucid dream, i started just doing the most culturally shocking things i could think of. I remember i was standing in the hall of airport, people passing me by, still in my towel, trying to think up of what the most insane possible thing i could do. The first thing i could think of was ditch the towel, and then i started grabbing random people and passionately kissing them. Everyones reaction was rather the same, either of shock or they would just have a blank expression and just ignore me. I remember thinking, this is my dream damnit, i should be able to control their reactions. But it was just one thing i could not control.  At one point, i found a high ledge and i jumped off, and i end up crashing through the floor several feet underground.  I dont really remember what happens after this. I think this dream was definitely one of the more strange things to happen to me. For someone to tell you about their dream and then later that night to have the SAME EXACT thing happen to you. I do mean exact order, everything from the realization of a dream inside of a dream and then the only thing i could recall was from my real life was the dream blog, which i also mentioned to her in that conversation. I’m sorry but i have a hard time believing that is the coincidence. The mind is so tricky, in ways that are completely beyond anything that has already been discovered in modern science. i absolutely love it.  :) I LOVE DREAMS!!!!!!! 

“Space flights are merely an escape, a fleeing away from oneself, because it is easier to go to Mars or to the moon than it is to penetrate one’s own being.”

In this dream, i was having a love affair with two egyptian men. Both of them lived in a palace and would come by and pick me up and try and impress me with hoards of belly dancers (who had a more thai/indian look in appearance, but in my dream they were egyptian). I remember as i would try and sneak around to see one man, i would try and avoid the other. I was starting to grow more and more suspicious with the man i was mostly seeing. There was something devious inside him, and i could sense it. He would spend his time trying to convince me to leave the other, coming up with stories as to why i should. I could not figure out who was more true so i asked another man who lived in the palace to help me figure it out. As i was in bed with one of the men, i was asked to come downstairs to the main hall. We come down stairs and the man i had asked for help had a vampire/witch chained to a chair that was placed on top of burning wood. (He had a face almost identical to lord voldemort from the movies). Because he was old and numb to the feel of real flame they were casting spells on the wood to keep it burning at high temperatures. He would scream out in pain. Finally after having enough pain, he looked to the man i was seeing and cast out a spell. MAking this yellow liquid explode from his ass and this Voldemort looking man got set free in the process of all this. I screamed to the man to help my lover because i could see he was weak and i was worried that the Voldemort would want take advantage of that fact and drain his remaining energy from his body. The man only laughed at me and assured me that the liquid is only cheese and that he will be fine. He had passed the test. Then i woke up.

I am out with my friends NIkki and Azurae and we are headed towards the beach but we decided we would go hiking first with a large group of people. I remember we saw a large group of cows and we decided to take the trail leading through them. I recall looking down at my flip flops and trying to be especially careful after i seen the shit covered foot of one of the other hikers.We decided that hiking after all wasnt for us and started making our way to the beach. We make a pit stop at the store and after waiting in line i am about to pay. The cashier looks at what i was about to pay for and questioned my need for a one way ticket to jamaica and eye drops. I didn’t even know how they had got there in the first place, i turned to nikki wondering why she would even put this inside my basket in the first place. I was angry but I made an apologetic look to the people in line behind me and then asked him to reorder. So i am about to order again but then Nikki had just disappeared. So i asked him to cancel the order and then went off to find her. I then found both Nikki and Azurae hanging out eating ice cream. I was angry that she had just left and was now eating ice cream. I was craving ice cream at that very moment as well. and then they told me we were going to go paddling and they got the boat and everything. So we are walking down the path that leads to the ocean and i am the only one carrying the boat. I turn around and Azurae is no where to be found. I jump up on a gate thing and notice all the people who are around and then decide to hide my watch behind a rock(not wanting it to get wet). So i am looking around and after what seemed a while of waiting i abandoned the boat and went to look for her. That is when i find her at this art shop. The girl running it was none other than suki stackhouse. I asked azurae where she was and she told me to come get some free art and poetry. Suki was painting pictures of famous animation movies or superheroes. There was bat man, xmen, but it was a painting of jack from the nightmare before christmas that caught my eye. It was long in length and jack was standing in a field of fire with a moon hanging over a purple sky. So i told her thats what i wanted and she handed me over an unfinished version telling me thats all she had. Then i remember i decided i would help her hand out the art out to people. One girl had asked for a poem, one that was spoken in french. We looked it up and found it on the web that had a slideshow of pictures of lace and frilly things that went along the words ( something  you might find on youtube). 

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