Posts Tagged ‘dream’

a semi trailer and a cat

April 2, 2009

This happened this morning. It was a very very short dream. There were quite a few others but I do not remember them.

A cat is lying on the road. A semi trailer comes towards it. As the truck passes over the cat seems like it is should be squashed. But no, it grabs onto the outside of the wheel and starts going around in circles, clinging on grimly. Luckily for it, the truck is going slow. The cat still seems doomed. The truck turns left and passes close to a table. The cat jumps off onto the table.

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not a pub

March 26, 2009

This dream happened this morning:

I walk into what I think is a pub. But it does not look like a pub. There are no beer taps, there is no alcohol. The building is a long thin one, quite old. There are racks and ovens, it looks like a bakery. There is a counter made of wood that has seen many years. The dream is has rich brown tones. I look at the man behind the counter. He has olive skin. He looks embarrassed. You’ll want the pasta and spinach he says. Behind him the shop is barren. I ask if they have a menu. He looks even more embarrassed. I look around. Sticking out of a stack of old, battered pizza cooking trays is the corner of a laminate menu. I look at it. He is non-committal. I wonder why I am here and what time it is. A watch face, a very large watch face appears. When I look closely it is saying 12:20. I am no longer worried that it is lunch time. I ask for the menu again. This time the pile of old pizza trays has increased. But the corner of the menu still sticks out from part way up the pile. I relent and order the spaghetti and spinach.

I sit at an old wooden table on a chair. As I eat other people come in. Quickly the few tables around me are filled up. A woman and her young son ask if they can sit at my table, there are no other places left. I do not mind. So they sit there. They have blond hair. When they get up to leave, I see her face for the first time and recognize her as a woman I knew from a long time ago. I give them each a hug before they leave. As they walk out the front door the dream ends. I had finished my meal.

Empty Room

February 13, 2009

There was a dream earlier in the night, but I can only remember it was of some kind of parallel universe where things were similar but not the same. This next dream might go down as the shortest ever.

I look at a grey floor. There are little white crosses in a grid pattern. I look up. The whole room is this grey with white crosses in a grid pattern. The world has become empty. I am pleased and the wold ends.

A cave on a greek island

January 18, 2009

This dream occurred many times around the start of 1990’s, particularly after I returned to Melbourne.

I am in a cave, down near the back. They are searching for me. People I know. (客流量有關然天) There is a medieval walled town near by, built of stone, with stone walls and a large gate. This is where they live. From my cave I can see down in to village. As time goes by the searches get more accurate and closer. They know I am in there. But every time they get close, I am able to hide in a deeper recess.

Blue tongue

January 3, 2009

A very very short dream from a few nights ago.

The first man (熱天憑) says: he is a blue tongue. The second (薊馬個人一) says, yes he is.

morris dancers

December 23, 2008

a new dream from last night

I can feel the mind of another person. A second male voice says, the channel is open. The first man nods. There is a group of about 6 men. They have a moment of anticipation in unison.

There is a wave of feeling. 6 Morris dancers appear. They seem to think that they are german folk dancers. But to me they are morris dancers. They start a dance. But it quickly degenerates in confusion because of the confusion of their origin. They drift apart.

punctuation

November 17, 2008

this was a very very short dream last night or the night before.

a man with a very deep and rough voice says, in this country we put full stops after initials.

vertical lift

November 13, 2008

this dream reoccurred a lot during the 1990s and ended not long after I moved to Sydney in 1997.

I am an a very large seemingly natural cavern. Certainly the shape is not regular. It is wider at the bottom and narrower at the top. There is machinery, like mining equipment, stretching to the roof. There is the constant sound of water dripping from the ceiling. I stand beside a large vertical conveyor, of the type used to take people up and down. It consists of many little platforms joined by a chain. You can step onto and off the platforms as they move slowly past. For a long time I ignored the lift. But one day, curious as to what was at the top, I caught the lift. Eventually, I came back down. This happened for a while. Later, one time when I caught the lift, there was this stone tunnel at the top, ramping up. It ended in a wide set of stairs. But there was a cave in at the top. The dream sequence came to an end not long after I moved to sydney. After this time, the blockage in the tunnel disappeared and I was able to move through.

I ran through the dream again this evening. There seems to be nothing after the tunnel.

pillar of light

October 16, 2008

This dream was a once off, it occurred in Cooma in 2005, when I stopped there for the night, en route from Sydney to Melbourne. The day before probably deserves a blog post in it’s own right. I suspect that my english is not good enough to describe this properly.

I can hear voices in the distance. There is a large group of people. They are shouting. There is a fight going on. I cannot make out individuals as there seems to be thousands involved. There are many people who are very very angry, mostly women. A whirlpool storm is centered on a city. A conical shaft of pure white light rises from the center of the storm, high into the sky. There are no clouds, but it is dark. The beam of light rises on an angle of about 10 degrees from the vertical, and from my vantage point, slightly towards me.

explosions

October 1, 2008

This dream occurred late last week early in the morning. At the end, I got up.

I am in a building with a group of people. It is a tall, glass skyscraper. I am with people who I know and we are all staying in a dormitory of single beds. Though we are quite high up off the ground. As I am lying there I can here the others around them. In the distance there is the drone of engines. The building shakes as each bomb goes off. They get closer, but they never reach us.