Dream Diary - October 28th 2014

Dream Diary - October 28th 2014

A Chapter by dw817

Catch That Demon / Agent Adventure / Young Agent / Pen Of Programming / Don't Take My Stuff / Serious Wiccans / Veruca Today / Interview w Patrick Stewart / Clipped Butterfly Wings / Be Careful


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© October 2014 Written by David Wicker
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This will be my new main Tuesday writing and I will add a new listing of 10 of my
dreams every week as long as I can remember or am reminded to do so.


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These entries are Rated: TEEN

Here are 10 more unusual and bizarre dreams I have recorded. And like the others - they seem to go all over the place.


I was in the streets and running away from this girl. She was some kind of demon.

The police caught up with her, her voice was raspy as she was talking through a breathing device as she couldn't breathe normal air. One policeman said, give me that rifle you have.

She had this wicked laser rifle strapped to her side. She took it off and handed it to the policeman. He in turn handed it to me for the moment. I fired a shot in the air to see if it was loaded and it was - a bright blue plasma shot that vaporized the side of the building above.

The policeman looked at me, the roof, then her. I said, that's criminal intent, she was going to use this on me, you need to read her her rights and put her in jail.

Then I woke up.


I remember saying, you gentleman have a good day. Then I could see. There was a platter of cookies and someone offered me one. I said no, not right now, thank you. Here, you have one.

I could see a face then, a man's, he smiled and said, suspicious aren't you ?

I nodded and told him I felt strange, like there was sand in my head. He said okay, and took a bite out of one of the cookies.

Then I started remembering something, I said, she's down there, isn't she ?

There was no answer.

I continued, she escaped from the police I believe.

They said, look, you know too little about this and we'd like to keep it that way. Then I felt a pressure against my neck and I passed out. I awoke in bed.

I went back to sleep and the dream continued. I woke up in a wooden chair with my arms tied behind me. There were 3 people I could make out now, and they were talking amongst themselves, something about what they were going to do with me. They saw I was awake and approached.

One was a woman, I knew she baked the cookies. They were drugged as I suspected, but it required an additional drug already in me to react, that's why it didn't affect the first man who took a bite.

I saw one had a flashing remote control in his hand. He lowered his arm slightly and I leaned forward in the chair to kick it out of his hands. I pulled on my arms and suddenly they were free. I grabbed the remote from the mid-air and held my finger poised over the flashing button.

Seeing this they backed away and said, you don't know what you're doing, and, you better give that back now or you're really going to get it.

I saw a window and hurled it hard there. It shattered the window and fell out the opening.

The other man in the group pulled forth a wicked looking pistol, stuck it against my ear and said viciously, you've just made things very difficult for us - and you !

Suddenly a troop of officers appeared from a set of stairs in front of me at the far end of the room.

There was a reply of gunfire. I still couldn't get free of the chair as my elbows were tied to the frame, so I leaned and fell over to the side still in the chair as bullets whizzed above me.

As quickly as it began it ended. One woman appeared from the troop of officers, some kind of girl, she freed me from the chair and held her arm open-palmed facing me, saying she was agent Sandy and here to rescue me.

She reached a hand to help me up and as she lifted my vision shifted and I woke up - the dream was ended.


Dreamed I was 6-years and I was carrying a plastic folder with papers I knew were important in some way. I was in a moving car, a convertible, I didn't know who was driving, but there were people behind us in 2 other vehicles that wanted these papers for some reason.

We got to a red light and one of the chasing vehicles got to the side of us, also a convertible. They looked really mad so I said, you want it ? Take it.

And I tossed them the folder. I had beforehand emptied the papers on the floorboard of the car.

Thinking they had the folder with the contents they roared on ahead through the traffic light leaving us there.

I looked behind for a second to see what the other car was up to. They were in full tilt going to smash us ! I suddenly woke up.


I was working on a program to modify reality at a nanobyte level. The experiment called for a  ball-point pen which lifted from the table to hover in mid-air.

For some reason I coded the program directly at a molecule-level into the pen, I guess as a backup.

I was out at a restaurant with my friends when suddenly someone grabbed the pen out of my shirt pocket. Somehow he knew my code was on it.

I yelled, hey, that's mine !

I went chasing after him and managed to knock his hat off. He faced me holding the pen and said, please, I'm a professional magician and I need what you've done here as part of my act.

I took the pen from his grip and stuffed it in my pocket, then I replied, you'll be working for us then.

Kay and Emma were arguing about something back at the table, something about embezzlement. I came back and the magician followed me. He sat down and proudly announced we're all going to be millionaires before the month is done.

Then I woke up.

[?] Dreamed that I was watching a movie, Napolean Dynamite 2. It was very quirky and awkward.


[5] Dreamed I was in my bed and a bunch of people came in and started confiscating everything I had in my room. I got up to try and stop them.

Then I knew there was something I wanted, some kind of super lock on the door. I was rummaging around in a drawer trying to find it when suddenly the dresser drawer was lifted up by 3 people and hurried out the door. I went running after them and suddenly fell off of a slippery spiral staircase.

Before I hit the ground I woke up.


I dreamed Emma invited me back to her Wiccan get-together. Instead of being silly and fun like the first time, it was all serious, with real black magic taking place.

There were witches and warlocks there and unlike last time, they were not smiling beaming faces but dark tortured looking souls. My sister wasn't speaking English either, but some kind of Latin.

There was heavy chanting and a black fire. The fire burned but the flame itself in the middle was black like the sky, and you could see stars in it.

I was very scared and said, "Emma, you've got to leave. This is no longer a kid's game !"

The group faced us with red in their eyes and said, perhaps later. Then I woke up.


I had a dream I was going down the drain, and I met Veruca Salt.
[Link] She was cleaning one part of the pipe and grumbling to herself. I laughed and suddenly she popped like a soap bubble and I was alone.

Then I was deafened by the sudden gush of dishwater raining from the sky and I woke up.


[8] Dreamed I met Patrick Stewart over an elegant dinner. He had invited me over because he thought I had some misconceptions about him and wanted to clear them up.

As we were eating he said, okay, go ahead and ask your first question.

I asked, "Which Star Trek movie was your favorite ?"

He said, "The one with Princess Leia and Luke Skywalker."

I was floored, "Whaaat ? Star Wars ?"

He nodded and took a drink. I started laughing and woke up laughing as well.


I was at a craft fair, looking through this dufflebag I was carrying. It had all kinds of things I collected over the years and I was thinking I could donate some of them to people.

There was a woman with a painted face to look like a cat. She came next to me, gave me a hug, and said, David, why are you feeling sorry for yourself ?

I hadn't really thought about it, but I guess I was. I told her on some days I felt like a butterfly with clipped wings.

While I knew I could fly, I still couldn't, and that depressed me.

She smiled. I added, you should read a book called, "I Wish That I Had Duck Feet" by Dr. Seuss.

She asked why she should. I said, because in many ways I feel like that boy. There are some things about me that I think are fantastic, and yet like anything in the world, there are always negatives sides to it.

She gave me another hug and said, then just - follow your heart. Do what your heart tells you.

She took her hand in mine. I woke up clenching a side of the comforter I sleep in.

[?] A simple dream. A carnival came to town and they had a Punch And Judy show, and for the first time, I actually saw one.


Dreamed about this copper bracelet I bought at a yard sale. It was written in Elvic so I checked the Internet and finally translated it to say, "Grants Wishes."

So I made a wish, and it happened, just like that. I wished for infinite wishes and nothing happened, but it must've worked cause I made over a dozen wishes then, simple ones, to check it, and sure enough it didn't seem to have a limit.

Then I made a silly wish. I wished I would never have to sleep again so I could enjoy a day to it's fullest.

No sooner did I make that wish I woke up suddenly.

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