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Jul. 16th, 2018 | 11:10 am

A large, deep-reddish, fleshy, organ-like object lay on a slab where you would normally find a corpse. It was still warm and glistening. It was about fifty pounds and shaped like a belly with the spine attached. I stared at it, horrified. 

This was how this segment of the dream began. Then, I flashed back to a few hours earlier, to understand what I was looking at and what had happened..

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The long and winding dream

Jun. 9th, 2018 | 10:17 am

This one seemed to go on for forever. And of course, because it did, I'm having a tough time remembering the earlier parts. I remember waking up in the middle of the night trying to hold on to this part of the dream; I was in Mexico with Pop. In this part of the dream we were from Mexico, we were really enjoying life, food etc. Being that Sean and I just watched the movie "Coco" it's pretty obvious why I had this dream.

After going back to sleep, I fell into a dream about being in a historic city (much like Savannah, but it wasn't. It was possibly a Spanish city). I was driving a bus, haphazardly, downtown. I was trying to find the staff holiday party. After a few turn arounds and small crashes (the bus felt more like an extension of my body, that I could spin around as needed), I found the party. My mom, grandfather, and I all went. I walked around inside the forest-green, ivy-covered, 4-story, narrow building with the winding front staircase. Inside, everything was a shade of pink and all in a mix of Victorian and King Louis the XIII style furniture, drapery, and linens. Everyone was in the pink common room, but I decided to explore. I think that someone told me spirits haunted this place, and I wanted to see. I found a young girl who guided me around. I was now in another house, more on the countryside. In different rooms I found different deceased children. They didn't know I was any different from them though. They were just happy to meet someone new. 

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Small Children

May. 10th, 2018 | 03:21 pm

5/9 — Watching Bates Motel has definitely been affecting my dreams.. from the point at which I remember, I was on an 18th century ship at sea during a tumultuous storm. The sea was almost black and the sky a dark grey/blue. I watched from a distance at the ship I knew I was in being thrown about amongst 50 foot waves. 

I was still alive but my mother and sister had died, and I had to preserve their bodies. 

Disturbing..

5/4 — James and Sayo decided that they were moving to Colorado, which inspired me to take a trip to see them along with Mekayla and Justin to decide if I wanted to move there too. Upon making this decision, my whole extended family began planning their trip out alongside of me. We all took a train together. It slowly drove through the streets of Philadelphia on a track that was only several feet above the ground. Soon, the train began to lift off the ground as it became a plane..

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Skydiving with Pop

Apr. 11th, 2018 | 10:20 am

Dreaming as usual, but not much worth writing down. But last night's dream was (mostly) fun.

Night 4/10/18 (first off, I slept for 12 hours.. so lots-o-dreaming!)

I knew that I had been on adventure with Pop. At the point that I remembered this, I was falling through the sky with Pop. We were skydiving as part of our fun. A King Kong type character appeared and was trying to pluck us from the air. We started screaming and were trying to "swim" out of the way. Luckily for our safety from King Kong, we fell right into a dense forest. But, we managed to hit every tree branch on the way down.. By the time we finally hit the ground, I had managed to lose the parachute and most of my clothing. Embarrassed, I was trying to figure out what to do, as there was a campsite full of people nearby. Pop had just decided that it was time to go and was off to his car. Then, I really panicked. So, I ran through the campsite, trying to cover myself unsuccessfully, and happened into my old co-workers Ryan and Bennett. They seem unfazed by my nudity, just happy to see me and talk — which was nice, but I was still trying to catch up with Pop. I was now sprinting out of the forest and down the side of the small highway. I caught up with Pop, but he didn't seem to notice anything wrong or that I was really in need of help, so he just kept going. Feeling defeated, tired, and still.. vulnerable.. I trudged back to the campsite.


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Waterwall

Mar. 14th, 2018 | 11:11 am

Night of 3/13/18

Erika and Pop showed up in the beginning. Nothing much I remember there. Then I was with Mekayla. We were on a trip and her parents wanted to join us (another dream where I'm with Mekayla, looking down upon an imagined map) . Which may have led to the next part where I was at a summer camp. First we were shopping around a dismal grocery store. Then, we were all swimming out in the ocean, maybe around 8 of us. Two of the people were Tonya and Ava. Seemed like there was an element of "Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory" with gas and bubbles, where it started to become a panic situation. The sea began to get tumultuous, and we were beside a thin vertical wall of water. Suddenly, Ava and I got thrown by the current through the vertical waterwall. We washed up in the middle of a busy intersection, a bustling city ahead of us. Ava and I quickly got out of harm's way. With no visible entryway back to the dimension that we had been in, we decided to make our way into the city. It's dark, industrial. Wandering through different apartment buildings and winding staircases, we meet and make friends with a young woman. We follow her around, looking for answers. This world is unfriendly and strange. After what seems to be a few hours, she grows tired of us and tries to lose us. Ava and I continue to search for how to get back as our friends and family also frantically try to understand how to retrieve us.


From last week.. (almost forgotten)

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E.G.A.E.

Mar. 12th, 2018 | 03:44 pm

Dream: Night of 3/11/18

I found myself sweeping dirt and dead leaves from the sidewalk of a mostly abandoned, dreary strip mall. It was my new job after moving from up North to down South. That night, I drove around the parking lot in a car with Reece, my Mom, and Channing Tatum. We were on our way to a strip club to search for Channing's sister. It was a huge, dark bar, well-decorated with mostly tables, more like a restaurant set-up, where the girls just walked around. It was pretty packed out.

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Notes

Mar. 12th, 2018 | 03:29 pm

Sometimes, when I don't have time to record my dreams in the morning, I write myself quick notes as a reminder. Here's some that triggered no memory whatsoever:


Night of 3/6/18

"Wood carving, Dean Bell, hide and seek, secret library, popcorn - secret big bag."


Night of 3/7/18

"Camp cult tour school, the Office Characters in Green Day bar concert. Bar in a beach town. Dragon ride video game, fuschia slide and fire. Scantily clad."

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African Explorers

Feb. 19th, 2018 | 09:52 am

Who knows when exactly, I found myself in a open room with earthy orange tiled floor.. on a toilet. My female friend sat on a toilet next to me. No doors. No walls. Just open toilets. This was a little awkward, but I figured we were both here for the same reason, so I should just get over it. Then, two of our guy friends showed up in this early morning setting just to chat. They seemed completely unaffected by the situation, so they hung around as I was trying to find a way to keep things discreet. Fun times.


Finally, a non-nightmare!


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Just Nightmare After Nightmare

Feb. 17th, 2018 | 08:57 am

The type of dream that had last night was not abnormal for me, but I do believe that news of recent national events (mass shootings, etc.) and listening to podcasts about after-life theories has affected more than just my conscious brain.


Charlotte was there again, in some capacity; one of her friends was dead or dying. I was in a small sedan in the middle of the forest. The car was floating above the ground (no roads) with an ethereal glow. One of the people in the backseat was dying. An up-close image of their eyes flashed through my mind. They were bright and the image felt sharpened; I could see every microscopic line in their iris. It felt like watching the moment of death, when the soul is leaving the body.

We went into an underground home. The entrance was like a molehill with a door. It was there that we tried to figure out what to do next..


Four people are in a car again, driving fast down a highway. They get hit from behind by a semi-truck. The car keeps moving forward at the same pace, but immediately becomes engulfed by flames. I can see the person in the back left corner screaming and trying to open the car door. This is the same spot where the previous death occurred, the back left corner.


Lastly, one of Molly's students gets picked up from class. Almost immediately afterward, he is robbed and killed by the person who picked him up.


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The Astral, The Living, The Purgatory Planes

Feb. 1st, 2018 | 01:16 pm

From 1/27/18

Last night's dream was quite eerie.
I was brought by someone - a spirit, I believe - to an old, dank hospital. A hospital where people were in-between life and death. But not in the way that we know it; people were simultaneously existing on different planes while still existing together in this hospital. The spirit and I were floating a few feet above the floor. Slowly, walking towards us in this dismal green and white hallway, was Dakota. He was dressed in a loose hospital gown. My stomach dropped as I realized that this meant Dakota was dead. I went towards him. "Oh, Danny, I'm so sorry," I found myself saying several times as I held his arm.

Then, I woke up in the middle of the night, filled with anxiety. I felt that perhaps he did die, and this was his way of trying to tell me. I felt upset and scared (thinking about ANY spirit invading my dreams and personal space - which would not be the first time). Somehow, I fell back to sleep and dreamt further about other dimensions in which I could choose my fate. It was strange, like being in a large carpeted living room with a bunch of random people hanging around, and I would choose who got to be in my space. But that would also determine which plane of existence we would be on. Seemed like there was some fighting going on as well, some sort of mystery about who was missing. Not sure, but the whole thing was more than a little uncomfortable.

After official waking up for the day, reconsidering the dream and how I felt in my half-awake state.. I came to the conclusion that I'm really unsure what my real feelings are on this whole subject and the idea of "spirits" entering my space and dreams. I don't want to dismiss the feeling, but logic tells me I should. Who knows..
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