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Showing posts with label lake. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lake. Show all posts

Saturday, September 20, 2025

Roaming Chickens


Behind my childhood church in Anderson, Indiana, lie acres of woodland. These woods feature trails leading to cabins, gazebos, a secret bench, named Meditation Point, overlooking a ridge and creek, and a hidden lake in a clearing amid the trees. A few locals know about the lake, but not enough to draw a crowd. 

I stroll along a trail toward the church when I reach a fork. One path leads to the church, the other ascends a hill to a gazebo. I spot my dad hiking on the latter. I stop to converse with him. As we talk, I glance into the woods and notice he's set up a small chicken coop, complete with fencing, a henhouse, and roaming chickens.

As my dad and I talk, I glance up toward the gazebo, only to find it gone. In its place now lie a few small boulders. Things have changed since I was here last.

I wake up

Wednesday, May 29, 2019

Fire & Water



There is a house on a hill. At the bottom of the knoll is a lake of lava. One could travel either side of the house and find the lava.

My friend Derek is in a wheelchair. I push him around to see the sights. All our peers are running down to admire the lava lake. I push Derek down there as well, but at times we come too close to the heat.

We are on a ship. A megalodon stalks us. We fight through fierce waves to survive its attacks. A few of us are pulled from the boat to the feared waters. A giant octopus appears and attempts to make us it's dinner as well. We survive the attack. Dream ends.

I wake up

Friday, September 1, 2017

Spy Game

Dream 9/1/2017



My family and me are at a lake. Many families are here. Surrounding the lake are mountains and forests. In the forest are cabins for rent. My family swims in the lake. At one end is a blob. Many teenagers are having fun on the blob. I am afraid to try it because of an accident that happened to me years ago involving one where my back was injured. My brother-in-law tries it out. He has fun.

Up the mountain a bit, we can see many buildings. A person that I am with has suspicions about the people living in those buildings. We spy on them and find them heavily involved in illegal activity. My brother-in-law and I use a device where we can stand far away but hear the intimate conversations between the criminals. The only flaw to this device is that it shines a bright light. After using it several times, the criminals catch on to our scheme. My brother-in-law stops pursuing the criminals. I keep the pursuit going.

I walk around the nearby forests and mountains. There are many pretty views in the area. I find another lake with a bridge across it. I decide to return to my cabin. I walk down the trail and pass an older gentleman on the way. He seems like a nice fellow. When I reach the cabin door, the old man and two younger men are right there behind me. They grab me and have a sinister conversation. They tell me to stop spying on them. The older man hints that they did something to my mom.

When they leave, I try to get into the cabin but all the doors seem to be locked. I go around back and find an unlocked door to the bathroom. I get inside. On every bed, there seems to be a person lying motionless under the blanket. When I pull the blankets from the bed, it is only pillows, until I get to my moms room. I pull the blankets from my moms bed and there she lies dead. Her head is inside a large, glass jar with liquid inside. The liquid is some sort of chemical concoction. I tell my mom to breathe. She wakes up from her death. She starts gasping for air. Her breath returns to her. Dream ends.

I wake up

Thursday, August 17, 2017

Lake Town

Dream 8/17/2017



I stand with my family inside our pastor's house. Another family sings for the pastor. Then another family. Then another one. The spotlight then moves to me and my family. I didn't prepare anything and I'm pretty sure the rest of my family forgot as well. I start improvising. I begin to tell some jokes but realize after I've told them that they are crude. I sing a Johnny Cash song. The pastor is not thrilled with my performance. Later on, I apologize to the pastor for what I've done. He tells me, "you know, you did some really bad things." I agree with him.

Near this pastors house is a lake. Me and some others run and jump into the cold, refreshing water. I tell the others of my great swimming ability. We swim to the other side. I like this town. I never knew that Indiana had a town this interesting.

A bunch of teenagers and young adults in the community are holding an Olympic-style competition. They are now picking teams. They ask me whose team I want to be on. I join my friend's sister, Ashley's team. She is very athletic and I trust her as the team captain. I notice something odd as the teams are coming together. The other team has about eight members while we only have three. I have no idea how this has occurred.

The first event of the competition is one that involves the lake. Out near the middle of the lake are two buoys. Attached to these flotation devices are round, wooden objects. One team member from each team has to race out to the buoy, grab the object and bring it back. When they return, the next person will go. There are about four objects attached. Halfway through the competition, our team is confused as to whose turn it is. I decide to skip the guessing and go for it. I run out and swim to the middle of the lake. When I get to buoy, I swill down to grab the wooden object. I grab it. I notice that there is only one more. We are ahead of the other team. Dream ends.

I wake up

Saturday, January 28, 2017

Stranger

Dream 1/28/17



I'm headed to a lake that is hidden in the middle of some woods. The lake is on my old church property.

On the way there, I come to a four way stop. Two other cars also stop, both Jeeps. Then, I discover that the Jeeps aren't even on the road, but each are off the road quite a bit. So, I drive on. Down the road, just a bit, I see a bouncy house that is turned over. I park my Jeep and walk toward it. The bouncy house is on someone's private property. I don't see anybody around, so I climb on top of it. I lye on top of the bouncy house, while a bouncy slide lays on top of me, partially, my head is still out, I can still see. Then, two girls-probably in their late teens-come barreling down the slide and crash into the bouncy castle that I am lying on. The slide tips over, as well as the bouncy castle and we all sort of hit the ground, not hard. The girls start laughing. I am afraid of what they will do now that they discovered a stranger on their property. They continue laughing, even after they see me. They don't seem to  mind. I tell them, "I saw your bouncy castle was tipped over so I decided to come lye down on it. They continue laughing, just like teenage girls. I tell them that I'll leave now.

I start looking for a way out of their property, but an electric fence has appeared. I wonder how I got onto the property in the first place. I find a gate but it is closed. I look back at the girls, now walking inside their house, and signal to them to open the gate. The gate slowly starts to open. I walk out and start running toward my Jeep. It seems so much further away than it was before.

A little girl, probably the teenage girls' sister, is dribbling a basketball down the street. She seems to be following me. I'm not terribly fond of children. I get to my Jeep, she gets there as well. I get in my vehicle and she gets in too. I drive on. As I pass her house, I see her father out front looking around, probably for her. I immediately am taken with fear. Have I kidnapped this girl? Her father will be so angry. I tell her to get out and run back home. She does. I speed away. I am afraid she is going to tell her dad that a stranger let her ride in his car. She will be able to describe my red Jeep to him. He'll call the police and they will start searching the area. I have to get away. I forgo the lake at this point. I can go another time. I speed fast down the road, trying to get back home. My house is far away in the country, the police won't find me, as long as I lay low for a while. I stop at an intersection. A car comes charging through at such a high speed, I wonder what is wrong with people nowadays? Dream ends.

I wake up

Monday, March 10, 2014

Sky Diving

Dream 3-10-14



I'm in Miss Benz 4th grade classroom.

I'm not an elementary school student. I'm a young adult. There are other adults in the classroom. 

We're waiting for a plane. All of us are sky diving today. When the plane gets close, Miss Benz will take us up to the roof where we will get on the plane. 

My infant sister is in the building. She's going to sky dive as well. You would think that her being an infant would be an issue, but it's not. Over the walky-talky we hear that she has successfully parachuted to the ground. I think to myself, "how can my baby sister do something before me."

It's our turn.

We walk to the roof of the school which is level to the ground. We see the plane coming. It lands in a lake right in front of us. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Friday, February 21, 2014

Dialysis

Dream 2-21-14

( I had this dream while at Dialysis.)




I'm sitting in my chair at Dialysis. I'm on my laptop. I have a few tabs open on the internet. When nobody is looking, I switch over to pornography. Just then, one of the nurses comes over to check my Dialysis machine. I try to switch back from the porn but my computer glitches. Part of the screen is social media and the other is porn. The nurse looks over but doesn't say anything. I'm unsure if she knows. I tried to hide it as much as I could. Shame washes over me.

Later on inside the four hour treatment, I move over to the other side of the room to hang out with some friends. There is a kid here that is what some would call a nerd. His name is Kenny. He wrote a children's book about his home state of Arizona. My friends and I begin to read it, laughing as we go along. We come to a page that reads, "I enjoy having sex. This is a rollercoaster that sits next to a lava lake near my house." We break down in laughter. "This guy is a horrible writer," one of us says aloud. Dream ends.

I wake up.