Dream Diary - June 30th 2015

Dream Diary - June 30th 2015

A Chapter by dw817

The Parade / The Hippogriff Wand / Double Demons / Ansi Code / Surprise For You / Argument With My Sister / Escape From Bullies / The Road Trip / Concealed Identity / The Swimming Ice-Rink



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© June 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.


[1] Dreamed I had this this plastic loop set so I could do art of a sort. I think I was back at the ward in the recreation room and a girl there was showing me how to do it.

She showed me how beads could fit on the loops and the loops themselves could be closed by a fastener.

Then the wall ahead of me opened up and it was outside to the street. A series of floats like from a parade drove by with lots of cheering and noisy people from the ward all running out into the street.

There were floats of Hello Kitty, Star Wars, and every other thing imaginable. I saw a doctor step around me. At first I thought he would be mad cause all the patients escape. But no, he was carrying a camera and taking pictures of the parade.

I woke up at that point.


[2] Dreamed there was this hippogriff, a small statue that I had on the top of a stick. And it led me around the city. It showed me where evil people were, and good ones.

The eyes would light up red if I was in a bad area, like an entrance to the underground where there were creatures. And blue if it was a good and safe area, where young women were there, who had golden belts on that held up their white billowy skirts.

If I squeezed it, a laser shot out of it's mouth. Someone came to me with a puzzled look on their face. I told them, "See it works." Then I woke up.


[3] Dreamed that I was at the hospital when Dad died. But instead of him just dying, this vibrant and red creature came out of his chest. It apparently was some type of demon, except it had two heads.

Both heads were talking but neither was listening to the other. It was as if the demon did not know it had two minds about things.

My sister and Dottie were there. They were screaming trying to find a way out of the room but it was locked behind us.

Then the heads seemed to notice each other and at once started to attack each other. The clawed grip from the left head fought the clawed grip of the right. Blood started to pour out of open wounds.

Then I woke up.


[4] Dreamed of this powerful computer. I was entering sourcecode, but it was not just text but colored text. And the color of the text directly affected the control as to what it would do.

The code when I think about it now was meaningless but the colors had something to do with the control type. A kind of ANSI graphics programming.

I would hit the ampersand "&" and the code would actually 'speak' to me out loud and tell me what I was coding into it.

At one point in this dream I realized I was writing a database for it. Then I woke up.


[5] Dreamed me, Kay, and some girl were going to this party, we were traveling by limousine. In the dream, the girl was someone who was picked out from a girl's home for a night out.

She looked at me and smiled and said, "I promise you a surprise when we get there." She held my hand and I felt very reassured and safe. I placed my back on her hand for a moment to pat it comfortingly.

We had arrived. I stepped out with her when suddenly she grabbed for the middle between my legs and grabbing my jeans there pulled straight up and held me aloft. I rotated in her grip and was then being held upside-down, literally by my balls.

I was in real pain where she was grabbing but she was laughing at the whole thing. Then I woke up.

[?] Woke up wondering what the word, "irascible" meant, then went back to sleep. The next day I looked it up in Google. It means, "having or showing a tendency to be easily angered." Definitely not me, at least I hope so.


Bad dream. Me and my sister are arguing about something. We are both outside and she starts to throw rocks at me.

Finally someone comes over to me with a flamethrower. They are blasting it in my direction and I know it is one of my sister's friends who is doing this. My sister has a box of stuff that belongs to me but won't return it.

I manage to pick him up by his neck and smash him into the concrete. The flamethrower bounces once on the concrete and smashes into pieces.

She is then yelling at me, it's a very bad argument and I'm not even sure what it's about.

I pick up this bottle of spice from the ground. Inside I know are little thumbtacks. I throw it at my sister and it explodes shooting thumbtacks in all directions.

Then I wake up.


[7] I was back in school in a classroom. There are some bullies in there hassling me. Standing up when the teacher isn't looking to take a punch or kick at me.

I have had enough so I put my fingers at my sides and start to push at the air. I rise out of my seat but the bullies aren't out of reach yet.

They all stand up now and try to jab me with sharp pens and pencils. I grab the ceiling tile and try to push through it. It's hard work but I manage to do it.

Then the bullies run out of the room to climb a flight of stairs to meet me on the other side. But I am still pushing on the air as hard as I can so by the time they arrive I have already traveled through the next ceiling.

They growl in anger and this time take an elevator to the next higher floor, the last floor of the building. I find I can't push through this ceiling as easily and there are sharp pieces of metal that are cutting into me.

They yell victoriously and pick up pieces of fallen ceiling to jab me with. I am in a lot of pain. I fall back to the floor and then start to beat them up. Then I wake up finding the covers all jumbled around me.


[8] I was on board a car, there are several people in it. The passengers include 2-women and a guy besides myself. In the back seat was the guy and one of the girls. The other girl is driving the car and I am in the front passenger seat.

The guy in the back leans over to kiss the girl that is near him. She giggles and kisses him back. I look out the front window and it is a series of square lights, no road really, like a Datsun 280-Zzzap game.

I looked at the driver and asked where we were going. She looked back to me and smiled, but didn't say anything.

I looked to the road and then a new passenger appeared. Between me and the driver. She was sitting in the middle, right on the emergency brake. She spoke and asked if I was talking to her.

I said, no, the driver. She looked to the driver for a minute, then turned back to me and said, if you have any questions, you will ask me, and I will answer them.

Fine, I sighed, then, where are we going ?

We're not there yet, she spoke cryptically.

How about Albertson's ? I asked.

She said, we could stop there. The road then appeared as normal. It was still night but the outside of the windshield was no longer primitive graphics.

Then one of the lenses in my glasses pops out. This happens a lot in dreams. Even more so when I get frustrated. And I put the lens back in but it really never fits back in the same way as it did before it fell out.

The girl in the middle smiled, patted me on the back, and said, you need new glasses, don't you. I didn't say anything. She pulled a notepad from her shirt pocket and a pen from her skirt. I'll make a note of it, she told me.

I looked to her notes, she was just drawing a pair of glasses, no words.

About that point I was beginning to believe I was dreaming cause my glasses are new and the lenses have never shifted. And like most dreams, when you realize you are dreaming, that's about the point where you wake up, and I did.


[9] Dreamed I was carrying this foreign money. The color of it represented the value. I had with me 2-aqua bills, each totaled at 20-points. So I had forty in all. For some reason I was wearing a shawl and trying to pass as an elderly woman.

I wanted to stop by this store that I know sold wigs. There was one for sale for 40-points and there was no tax in this world. I went in the store, bought the wig and put it on.

Now I knew no-one would recognize me. I walked down the street right past a gang of bullies and they didn't even look at or acknowledge me. I smiled to myself as I passed them.

I reached in my pocket and I had these strange gelatin candies. They were soft on the outside but hard in the middle, and fruit-flavored. I remember I poured them in my hand to examine, and I had 3-tangerine, which I thought tasted best.

Then I ducked into a tavern and it was really dark. I was hearing the bass, but it was strange. It was like the bass was right behind me.

I whirled around and there was this 'force' type of thing, as if bass could take a physical shape. It hurt my ears, then I woke up to silence.


[10] Dreamed I at an ice-skating rink. I think I was 14-years old. I had an ice-cream cone turned upside-down in a bowl, just the way I like it so it doesn't drip, make a mess, nor do I lose any of it.

I looked to the ice-rink as I finished my ice-cream when there was this high-pitched sound. Suddenly the ice melted and turned into a swimming pool. At first the skaters screeched in fear, but then were laughing and giggling, swimming in the new cold water.

I went down to the entrance and there was a basket that had solid and crystal frozen ice in beautiful shapes, like large snowflakes. There was someone working there who was near the basket.

I asked if I could have one. He said, sure, knock yourself out. So I picked one out and started to suck on it. It was just that, ice. I took off my ice-skates and jumped into the pool with everyone else.

I thought this was pretty neat. I then ducked under the water to swim beneath others. I guess I swam pretty deep.

Then I tried to resurface - but I couldn't ! The water was frozen over again and people were ice-skating !

There was no way I could get back up to the surface. Fortunately in my dreams I need never have any problems of breathing underwater, but I was trapped, unable to get back out.

Then I woke up.

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