Musings of a Night Dreamer #2

Haven’t posted in awhile, well I guess I haven’t been having vivid dreams in a while. Until now. By the way

This dream was particularly disturbing. I have a love for vintage stores, the real deal and this clearly showed up in my dream. First “scene” was in a forest, there was this vintage costume shop that I wanted to go to, apparently with Ruby Rose accompioning me. It was more like a wendy house with nobody there for us to buy anything. After that, we went up a hill and what happened on that hill is slightly hazy but next thing i know, we’re going down a path on the hill and the costume wendy house slightly below the ledge to the left. This is all still in a forest.

Suddenly I was riding uncontrollably down this path, straight into this wendy house. I have no idea what happens after that but the “scene”changes.

I end up being in a Hummer with Kardashian esque YouTube beauty gurus in an underground parking of a hotel. In Dubai. I think there were 4 Kardashian beauty gurus and we all went up to a room and we were all doing something.

We all got ready to go out and the last thing I saw before leaving the room was my Apple Mac at the top of the mini-bar. We all left the room and one of them locked the door and noticed a card at the bottom of the door, It said that we should hide our valuables and take caution to sleeping on any sheets, pillows or eating any of the complimentary chocolates because there was a gang going around pretending to be staff. They steal valuables and poison pillows, sheets etc with an orange powder.

I was really freaked out and hid my Mac underneath the bed. I went outside and they were gone, so I went back inside the room and there was a man who looked like Barbie from Under the Dome and a little boy who said he was the other guy’s brother. Suddenly we (Barbie and I were forced to be tied to the bed with hands ties, like in the movies, nothing kinky).

The gang broke in the room and a powder/spray was being blown into our faces and it kind of felt like what I’d think mustard gas would feel like. I blocked my nose and held my breath until I got to the window. Until then, it was like I was watching myself, like watching a movie but then it was like I was the actor in the movie.

I turned around from the window and the little boy had this hose type thing pointing at Barbie. He started telling Barbie that he hated him etc, the typical revenge speech. He started to say that if he punishes himself, it would hurt Barbie the most, so he sprayed himself with acid and all i remember is screaming.

My dream ended with a severely burned Barbie testifying and that’s it. I woke up very traumatised. Sweating and everything.

Not my best post Daisies

Jess xx

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Musings of a night dreamer

(I don’t have too much recollection about this dream but i remember it roughly) I was near an ocean coast, the weather wasn’t great but for some reason all the dolphins were kawai and had huge eyes with diamond things shining from them and the dolphin skin was rainbow (Gay Pride dolphin?) but anyway, we ended up on a boat. This boat travelled far into the sea and we saw this giant wave but the wave turned out to be a megalodon shark (prehistoric, huge, mythical shark) ate the boat but … it didn’t.

We all appeared on the sand and carried on like nothing happened. A few of my friends showed up and we walked along a road only to find a book. We went all Pretty Little Liars on the book and thought that it was a clue and idk, we kind of ditched that idea. We carried on walking with this green book and we saw my school’s cafeteria (it’s basically a room with colourful tables & chairs and a microwave). An intese hip-hop class was being taught in the class and there were shirtless guys and really short girls, all wearing black.

Suddenly all my friends started choreographing a dance and one wasn’t keeping up and it was quite comical really, she was just clicking and swaying in the background. *END*

Well, that’s when I woke up, dear daisies

Jess xx

Musings of a night dreamer #1

I have very strange dreams.

It’s anything from throwing my ex-best friend into a lake to Fox Mulder (from X-Files) finding a fairy mermaid in an oasis.

Last night was extremely odd, it was mixed between Pretty Little Liars and some Sci-fi natural disaster. It was set in a seaside resort where there were tables on the beach. At these tables were these old people and next to them was another bench. These old people just kept getting pelted with sea water and jellyfish (I read an article on an increase of jellyfish found on the shore of somewhere in England) but these jellyfish only felt like you were being stung by stinging nettles.

Then these jellyfish had a function of octopus tentacles and they could latch on to people. I looked away for a moment, and an old guy was being felt up by a jellyfish turned octopus tentacle.  After this strange occurance, my dream took a slightly sinister turn. The old people were getting taken away by the waves.

The weather reflected the atmosphere at that moment. It was all dark and stormy and the waves were so high and these old people for some reason liked being in the waves but when they were being taken away one by one, I decided that it was a good idea to roll and belly-flop onto the next bench.

I then went somewhere else (that part is a little fuzzy), and I went back to the beach only to find that the old people were back. They were back with a new temporary edition to their bodies. They had markings that looked like those pen marks that you get when you have plastic surgery done but these were in different colours and had weird symbols everywhere. Somehow I figured out that it had something to do with a pirate gang? (Nice one Jess, a pirate gang.)

They lost a few parts of their bodies but those parts where a toe was meant to be, was a black mark not a colourful one. Later we were all happy that the old people were back and for some reason the old females were wearing lingerie. Suddenly the power went off and it was as if the beach resort never existed, it was all generated like in the Hunger Games.

We (some random young people and I) found an exit but the old people were gone again. “Strange,” I thought. We were going through a hall when i found a storage cupboard. It was filled with fake Mac lipsticks. The Pretty Little Liars cast were following me and they got enraged that people would make fake Mac lipsticks (they were devotees to Mac). I saw these cans lying around and decided to open them. Inside these cans were the lost body parts of the old people.

Eventually, after the PLL cast re-stuffing Mac lipsticks, we were able to leave and behind the storage room’s gate were all the old people but they were zombies.

That’s kind of how my strange dream ended, not very conclusive like a normal stories because this was a dream and they don’t just decide that there’s going to be a start, middle and end.

Till next time my dear daisies,

Jess xx