Dream Diary - January 20th 2015

Dream Diary - January 20th 2015

A Chapter by dw817

Monster Movie / Future Of Commodore / Exempt From Battle / Give Me A Kiss / Graphic Novel Dune / Break-In / Nightmare Book / Evading The Guard / Star Warp


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© January 2015 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.


Dreamed the world was in crisis. Everyone entered this big building. There was a guy there who was yelling to someone, "Can you make this go underground ?"

A voice replied back, "No, I can't."

Then a large gray-green tongue came crashing through the door and grabbed some people because it was so sticky and pulled back. People screamed and ran in the opposite direction towards the elevators and escalators.

There was some type of leader who was saying, "Can't we just have a day where no-one is grabbed by this -thing- !?"

He then shone a flashlight on each of us - I guess as if one of us was guilty for this behemoth.

Then he was pushed aside and an older fellow stepped up. He spoke through the microphone saying, "I'm the President d****t and I say this is strictly a military matter now."

Then he had us say the Pledge Of Allegiance and other patriotic songs. He was feeling pretty good about himself for having order in the masses when suddenly the ground ruptured beneath him and a green tongue grabbed him.

He was too big to go through the hole so it pulled on him, snapping him in two at the waist and then swallowed him up.

People screamed again and ran in all directions. I woke up in fright.


Trippy dream about this guy who writes stories - but these stories are so amazing that they change reality when they are read. I met the guy writing these stories. He seemed to be a nice guy, gave me candy and some small presents.

Then I accidentally cut myself on a nail when I reached over the floor to pick up one of the gifts he gave me that I dropped. He said, "Let me take a look at that."

I showed him my bleeding hand. He then added, "Ok, now let me take a picture of it."

Then Chris was there and he was in a wood shop working on making a nice lounge chair. But the chair itself was treated and coated in blood, as if that was the natural varnish for it.

I woke up feeling very frightened by this dream.


It was the near future.
Commodore was reborn and even though many of their titles were Shovelware, new completely original titles for applications and games were on the horizon.

There were these giant spaceships from man that ran on their software and you could transfer software from one person to another merely by placing your wrists together so a magnetic link was acquired and data was sent.

All seemed well, then signals from space started to interfere with both the magnetic and radio communication transfers to run the Commodore software. At first it was thought to be some other competitor companies but after running some tests realized it was coming from light years away.

We had awoken something or someone from galaxies away and now they were traveling here as the distortion was growing closer each passing day.

I woke up in marvel to this busy detailed dream.


I Dreamed I was in some kind of Killing Game Show like
Smash TV except that I was actually in it. I remember being very polite and eloquent - that my life was on the line. I didn't want to play the game, I asked for help from one of the ladies from the cheering aisle.

Then everyone started cheering and it became a choice. If she would step down out of her aisle, I was exempt from the game and freed. But if not, I would thrown in the pit without a weapon as a penalty.

There was hooting and hollering going on from the audience - apparently loving the threat I was placed in.

Then suddenly she stepped down and there was both cheering and booing. She gave me a kiss on my cheek and raised up my arm while yelling, "Exempt !"

I woke up smiling, feeling like my face was warm where she kissed me.


[5] What a crazy kinky dream. There was this policewoman who was giving us a test for something. I was in a room with a bunch of other people and there was a written page in front of me. I was supposed to fill it out to the best of my knowledge and turn it in.

While everyone else was writing vigorously, I had no clue what to do. She stepped down from the front and walked over to me. She put an arm around my shoulder and whispered in my ear, "

I looked up at her and she dazzled me with a radiant smile. Seeing no reaction from me still she leaned in very close, kissed the nape of my neck and repeated the word seductively.

I finally laughed quietly and said, "I don't understand. Are you saying biscuits ?"

Then my vision changed. The lamps in the room took on a pink glow and had kissy marks on them. At this point she was sitting in my lap and pressed my head against her breast where I could hear her heartbeat.

And I woke up - aroused - who wouldn't be ?

[?] Woke up wondering what the word ADROIT was. I spelled it out, then looked it up. It is an adjective that means, "clever or skillful in using the hands or mind."

Perhaps at times I could be - but not all the time.


Dreamed I was somehow part of a comic book version of Dune. I remember feeling great pain trying to turn my head left and right as apparently the artist had to render it each time, and the frames of the comic were limited.

I was out on the dunes and there were insects biting the animals we were riding towards a projected oasis of shade. I remember saying, "I'm burning - I'm burning !" and seeing a round bubble appear above me with the words.

Yet I only got a quiet reply from the team leader heading the herd, "We'll be there soon, Kinch Yo." which I guess was my name. And his bubble was from a different panel but spread to touch both mine and his.

And soon enough we did arrive, and the area was covered over by protective sheaths of solid semi-wet sand and it was shielded from the bright sunlight.

I immediately went in and fell over at the water hole that was designed for us and scooped up great quantities of water, drinking it.

I woke up a short while later feeling thirsty.


Me and Jordan went into this neighbor's apartment. There were several boxes stacked everywhere. We moved them around and found a television. Turned it on and started to watch it.

Jordan found some liquor in one of the boxes and offered it to me. I didn't drink but he did.

Suddenly the owner returned and seeing Jordan drinking his liquor was too much - he went out and attacked him. Me ? I ran out of the house to try and reach the forest I knew was nearby.

But every time I through I had cleared the forest I was back at the house and hearing Jordan fighting with the owner. There was some type of curse I was in, I couldn't get away from the house.

I woke up feeling anxious and frightened.


[8] Dreamed I had checked out this favored book from the library that was a pop-up book. I had only traveled a short distance from the library when curiosity overcame me, I opened it.

But apparently it was an evil book. While there were indeed pop-ups, all manner of horrible insected were crawling around the pictures when I opened it. There was a rasping sound too - clearly coming from
Madagascar Roaches.

The insects wasted no time in climbing over my fingers and hands. Giant bees and wasps flew out of the pages as well and had sharp talons clawing at me and trying to sting me.

It was really horrid and nasty ! I threw down the book and saw the creatures grab each corner of it and start to drag it underground.

That was the perfect place for it I thought when the Earth nearby rumbled. Suddenly this gigantic roach pushed it's way through the ground. Then it hissed and the hiss was so loud my eardrums were bleeding.

I ran into some sailors getting ready to launch a boat, somehow now being near a giant body of water. I only pointed behind me and they said they would take care of it.

One of the sailors picked up a harpoon and him and several others ran into the forest to fight the book and beasts.

I heard a loud yell and woke up in bed breathless. Very bad dream.


Dreamed that I wrecked a playhouse. I'm not sure how I did it. There was a woman telling me, "You need to leave - leave now - you're only making it worse."

I opened the door to leave but then a security guard came running after me - apparently to arrest e - so I ran from him. It was apparently 1920 because of the old cars running in the road.

I grabbed onto the bumper of one and hoisted myself beside, but the security guard still saw me.

He was running full tilt after the car I was hanging onto when he suddenly yelled, "I'm going to get that license you are on !"

I reached over to cover up the license plate with my hand. He stormed furiously but I had managed to get away.

Suddenly the car made a sharp left turn and I was thrown free of the fender. I had only been looking up at the sky for a moment when the security guard was upon me, beating me with a club.

I woke up, my hands in the air trying to defend myself.


It was a strange dream. Apparently Star Wars was a real thing. But there were no Jedis, Empire, or Rebellion. That was long past after a great war had nearly torn everything asunder.

Darth Vader was reduced to being a spokesman for a new type of vacuum cleaner you could purchase for your home.

Obi-wan showed back up but he was now heading up paid Seminars entitled, "Who ? You !" which reminded me of what a
Life Coach would teach.

Princess Leia was a superstar singer, much like Madonna, Chewbacca sold mops, Luke had to go back to school because he missed some grades, and Han Solo was arrested and in jail for flying and invoking hyperspace without a proper license.

It was one very tripped out dream where nothing was what it seemed.

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Added on January 21, 2015
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Tags: davidw, monster movie, future of Commodore, exempt from battle, give me a kiss, graphic novel Dune, break in, nightmare book, evading the guard, star warp

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