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Friday, November 10, 2017

Start Your Engines

Dream 11/10/2017


I'm attending an internship in Texas called The Honor Academy. My mom has come to visit me. We sleep in the same bunk in a room full of bunk beds. It is early in the morning, still dark outside. On the wall is a poster. On one part of the poster it reads four Jamaicans. My mom, in the quiet room, asks what the poster means by "four Jamaicans." She then stands up and walks toward the bathroom. I stand up too but notice several other female interns walking toward the bathroom. I jump back in bed.

In the internship, we have been split into teams. Every week, someone from the team races in a NASCAR or quarter midget race. This week, one of my friends on the team is racing. At a weigh-in, the drivers cannot be over a certain weight. My friend is too heavy. It is then thought that I should drive instead. I do.

The final lap comes down to me and a girl named Katherine. I am first to cross the finish line. Cheers ring out from the stands. They hand me a trophy which looks like a wooden bowl. I run over to the stands where my team is sitting and hand them the trophy. The celebrating goes on. I ask a teammate if he thinks I am too old to try to become a professional race car driver.

My mom is sad. She also doesn't feel well. She pulls me aside and tells me that she is going to travel for a few days. No direction in mind. Just drive. I feel bad for her. A sick feeling manifests in my stomach as I watch her leave.

The internship has convened to a recreational building. I walk through the place. In one room, several people are messing around with instruments. My sister, Kristen, is here. Although my mom's leaving left me sad, I feel comforted seeing my sister. Someone asks me if I know how to play a certain song. I sit down at the drums. We mess around a bit. Dream ends.

I wake up

Wednesday, November 8, 2017

Cupcake

Dream 11/8/2017



I'm working at a company called QRS. It is a recycling center. I am doing the landscaping. I bring my cat, Tandy, and let him run around. I have to admit, I am very nervous that Tandy will run away or get run over by a large piece of equipment. I keep an eye on him.

I start by mowing a hill. When I am done, I need to walk over to the hill on the other side and grab a flat wooden board. Then, I need to completely cover the wood with cupcakes and lay it on the freshly mowed grass. Then, the girls, I think they are cheerleaders, will come and take the board with cupcakes and return it to their building. I do this. When I am done, the hill is completely covered with boards, which are covered in cupcakes.

I walk over to the building where a bunch of men are working. I plan on mowing this area now. A bunch of cardboard is covering the grassy area, so I move it. I then get a call from my mom telling me that she is going to pick me up and I need to finish what I am doing. I look around and try to figure which is the most important area to mow. I settle on the front yard but then a guy named Ben tells me to mow another area. As he wishes.

I start mowing the area that Ben wants me to, which is the hill that I first mowed, just further down. As soon as I start the mower and move forward, I run over something. I cut the engine. My cousin, Quinn, runs over from the main building. I look at the object that I hit. I looks like some kind of Maritime equipment. Quinn makes it to where I am. I apologize to him. I offer to pay for the object that I destroyed. He says that it's okay but I know it isn't. I can see on his face that he is upset.

Later that day, my family, including Quinn, and me are over at the barn where the cheerleaders took the cupcakes. I don't see any cupcakes though. Just a bunch of farm equipment. Quinn points to an area of woods and reminds me of seeing something scary there. He then walks me deep inside the barn and shows me a room. The room is scary. I feel a heaviness here. I'm unnerved. I tell Quinn that I once walked in here with the lights out and I was alone. I didn't notice it until now, but Quinn seems a bit sinister. Just in the way he is talking and the look in his eyes. He isn't completely there. Something isn't right.

When the sun has gone down, my mom and I need to return to the barn. Maybe we want to see the scary room again. We try to turn on the lights but are unable to. We walk to the circuit breaker and try the lights there. For some reason, the lights will not turn on. Dream ends.

I wake up

Saturday, November 4, 2017

Dancing With Ghosts

Dream 11/4/2017



Josh Cannon, the Youtuber from the channel "Dancing With Ghosts" and "The Overstimulation Station" and "Not Your Grandfather's Vlog," lives in the same apartment complex in which I live. I secretly want to become friends with him and we could hang out and maybe he would even let me be in his videos. Sometimes, I go to where I know he lives and just wait, hoping that he walks by. Does this make me a stalker? Probably.

I reach out to Josh in an email or text message. I tell him that I like his channel and that we live very close to each other and would he want to hang out sometime. He does. Dream ends.

I wake up

A Place of Retreat

Dream 11/3/2017



I meet with a tall, black man for lunch. He reminds me of Jackie Chiles from Seinfeld. When our meal is finished, we go our separate ways.

My family and I explore a museum. Each room in the building is different from the last. At some point, we get split up. Much of the time, I am on my own.

Later that day, I receive word that the man I had lunched with has died. I am reminded of my own mortality as I always am when this tragic part of life occurs. One moment we are here and the next we are just a memory.

I am told that I need to travel to Cholula hospital. The man that tells me this reminds me that it's an hours drive but he doesn't tell me which direction. I know it is either one way or the other so I chance it. I start driving, hoping that in an hour, I will notice a hospital. Twenty minutes after getting on the road, I notice some schoolmates in the car ahead of me. They start waving their hands frantically. I pull over. They tell me that I am going the wrong way, that Cholula hospital is the other direction.

I park my vehicle and walk home. When I see my mom, I tell her that we need to pick up my car. Dream ends.

I wake up

Thursday, November 2, 2017

Nazis, Dolphins and Ghosts, Oh My!

Dream 11/2/2017


I don't know whether this is real life or a video game.

I'm inside a cathedral. The cathedral must be abandoned seeing as there is no rooftop and many of the walls are missing. In this place, with me, are many, many Jewish people. Down the road, not too far away, are Nazi's. They are hold up in a similar building as my own.

"The end is near," they tell me. "The Nazi's are coming," they tell me.

The Nazi's come. We do everything we can to hide. I look out to a vast desert and wonder if I can make it. The Nazi's are patrolling everywhere. Even if I tried to run toward the desert, they would surely see me and catch me and God only knows what they would do to me.

There is a boy and girl who take care of dolphins. They get in a boat and have the dolphins follow. They escape the Nazi's. They reach a land that is several days away. They have a shack over water for the dolphins to live. They have to rotate the dolphins from one end of the shack to the other. They do this several times a day.

One Nazi officer says that he will find these two who escaped. He uses something similar to Google Earth. He zooms in on somebody. To his disappointment, it is somebody different. The boy and girl are safe for now.

Near the shack is a building where a couple young boys live. They live at the top of the 3 or 4 story house. To get to them, you must climb a set of stairs and then a ladder leading to a trap door. When you open it, you find yourself in an attic similar to the one shown in the movie "Casper." The boys hang out the attic window overlooking the shack and the ocean. One boy jumps from the window and lands right in the canal in front of the shack. I jump as well, trying to land in the same spot, but instead, landing on land. I should be dead. I overhear the boy talking to the guy from the shack. "I don't want to work in that house anymore. I'm a good worker. If you hire me, you'll see," the boy says.

I go back to the attic. At the end of the room, I find a secret door that leads to a tiny storage space. I climb inside. A fat woman is walking around outside. I tell her, "hey, you should check this place out." She doesn't think she will fit. She tells someone else in the attic of how I wanted her to get inside the storage space but it's too small. They laugh at me.

My friends and I need to kidnap a certain child on an island near where we are. I'm unsure why this needs to happen. We travel to the island. It isn't far away. We point out the kid. We take him. Mission successful.

I tell my friend, Tim, about some ghost footage that I once saw of a ghost walking through a field. He has me look through a few kaleidoscopes. Inside, I can see footage of ghosts but it isn't the footage I was hoping to see. He gives me another kaleidoscope. I look into it. I see the footage of the female ghost walking across a field.

I am on a football field or near one. I use binoculars to scope out the action. I tell my friend, Tim, that I have never seen an actual football game before. Dream ends.

I wake up

Tuesday, October 31, 2017

Sleep Talk Halloween Special



For the first time in the history of the Sleep Talk blog, I am going to document another person's dreams, my mothers.

In the year 1996, my mom and me were sitting on my bed talking and she decided to tell me of a series of nightmares that she had had several years earlier, before I was born. When she told me the dreams, I was so unnerved that I jolted out of my bed and left the room. Since that night, I have never forgotten them.

The series of nightmares occurred within a week in the year 1987. At the time, my father worked nights and my mom was home alone with my older sister, Kristen,  a newborn.

The following is told by my mother's perspective.


First Night

I'm lying in bed late at night. My husband is at work. I am alone. I hear the front door slam downstairs. Dream ends.

Second Night

I'm lying in bed late at night. My husband is at work. I am alone. I hear the front door slam downstairs. I hear footsteps trudging up the stairs toward my bedroom. Dream ends.

Third Night

I'm lying in bed late at night. My husband is at work. I am alone. I hear the front door slam downstairs. I turn over in my bed and through the darkness, see a man sitting on a stool in the corner of my room. I can't make out his face. I hear footsteps trudging up the stairs. I hear someone come into my room. He walks over to my bed. I turn over, look up and see a man standing by my bedside. He gets in bed with me. Dream ends.

Fourth Night

I'm lying in bed late at night. My husband is asleep next to me. I look and see a man standing in the doorway to the hall. Dream ends.

I wake up



On the fourth night, my mom was so startled from her dream, she woke up screaming. My dad calmed her. They then walked through the house and prayed over each room. After that night, the series of nightmares ended.

Happy Halloween From Sleep Talk

Miscellaneous #3

Dream 10/31/2017



My dad and me are going to a movie. We never end up at a theater. We find ourselves in a large banquet room. The room is circular and has a hallway that wraps completely around.

I'm impressing my friends by rollerblading down a flight of stairs. At the bottom of the stairs is a pile of junk. I fly over it. I overhear my sister talking to my transplant coordinator. Everyone else can hear the conversation as well. I run up the stairs to where they are talking. I pull out a large knife and drop it to the floor where they stand.

My sister tells me that my friend Joel just dropped his list of top friends and I was on it. That means a lot to me.

Everyone is leaving. I run through the building grabbing items that belong to me. A few blankets on the stairs, a pair of jean shorts etc. My family walked down into the basement and then outside. I come to the basement door but get scared to go down there. I wouldn't be scared if my family was still down there but they are outside so that means that when I go down the basement stairs, I will be alone in the basement and that thought scares me. Dream ends.

I wake up

Monday, October 30, 2017

Fat Pig

Dream 10/30/2017




I'm babysitting a pig. He's the fattest pig I've ever seen. A real butter ball.

The pig walks into my mom's bedroom. Scattered on the floor and bed are several packs of American cheese. The pig starts gobbling the cheese down. I'm sure it's not good for him so I intervene. The pig growls at me. I leave him alone.

I leave the room for awhile but when I return, I watch as the pig vomits all over the floor. I find piles of vomit all over the room. On the bed. On the floor. Everywhere. Dream ends.

I wake up

Sunday, October 29, 2017

The Well

Nightmare 10/29/2017



My family and I have returned to an amusement park in which we've visited many times. It's quaint. Not the best park in the land but my family seems to like it. I walk up to the main door and see a new ride called "The Haunted Mine." I excitedly tell my family that the park has a new ride.

We try out the new attraction. It's a slow roller coaster with few thrills. I'm disappointed. We exit the ride and see an indoor lake with a grassy bar leading around to a well. My family and I walk onto the bar to the well. We look down into it. The bottom is about twenty to thirty feet down. No water at the bottom. My dad stands up onto the well and falls to his death. The rest of my family falls in line. I look down at their still bodies. Deceased. An ache rolls through my chest. Dream ends.

I wake up



Saturday, October 28, 2017

On The Rocks

Dream 10/28/2017



We are in a stadium. Some friends are up in the stands. I've come down to the floor to search for money. There is a big maple tree on the main floor. Around it's base is a layer of old, composted leaves. I dig through the leaves and find a quarter. Enthusiastically, I catch my friends attention from the stands and show them what I've found. I continue digging. I dig down deep. I feel something. I think it is several quarters. I pull it up. In my hands are several minerals and gem rocks. They are shaved as if taken to a saw mill. They are heavy. If I learned anything from Jurassic Park it is this. If they are heavy, they are expensive. On the rocks, I notice price tags. One is $400.00. Another is $4000.00. I've hit a gold mine.

The President of the United States's office is right outside the stadium. I walk into the Oval office and find John F. Kennedy sitting there. I show the president what I have found. I think I'm hoping that since he is such a powerful man, he can pay me. A man walks into the office in a fury. I believe he is either a former president or in line to be president. He is angry at JFK. He and the president exit the office to have an argument.

When the office is empty, several teenagers and young adults come into the office. They are told that they cannot be here. In a whiny manner, one girl yells, "it's a free country!" I walk outside to a parking lot. I see JFK and the man arguing in a car. It's getting heated. I don't know if I should interrupt them or not about the kids in the office. I walk back into the Oval. Now the kids are taking things from the office. One girl takes the presidents chair. I walk over to where I laid the expensive rocks. Half of them are missing! I run out to where the argument is taking place. "Mr. President," I start, "people are stealing things from your office!"

JFK exits the car. He walks furiously toward his office. He takes the long way. When we get to his office, it is completely empty. Dream ends.

I wake up

Sunday, October 22, 2017

From Ashes To Ashes

Dream 10/22/2017



I am in downtown Indianapolis near a swimming pool. Without warning, the Salesforce tower, the tallest building in the city, collapses and falls to rubble. Many people are dead. As I look around, I see hundreds of piles of rubble that used to be buildings.

I catch a ride with some friends. We drive through the city. As we go, a giant wave of water chases us. We almost get stuck but eventually make it out.

When we leave the city, I notice that buildings have fallen everywhere. Even in small towns. What is happening? My mom texts me, Keith, are you ok?. I text her back. We head for home. I hope it's still standing. Dream ends.

I wake up

Fire Starters

Dream 10/22/2017



I am either a volunteer fireman or a passerby trying to help. A hotel is on fire. I run in to help the clean up process. There is a strangeness surrounding this fire. The strange thing is it keeps happening. Someone, presumably an arsonist, keeps setting fire to the hotel.

After much of the clean up is finished, I stay and keep watch over the hotel. Near the dumpsters, I see four people, dressed in black (including their faces), jump the fence and run toward the hotel. I chase them throughout the hotels hallways and rooms but am unable to catch them. Dream ends.

I wake up

Saturday, October 21, 2017

Non Compos Mentis

Dream 10/21/2017



My family and me are in Europe. I am in need of a kidney transplant. They match me with a younger boy. I have the transplant. I find out, not only did they give me one of the boy's kidneys, but they took half of my brain and transplanted it into the boy's head. We are now the same person in two different bodies.

I walk up to the kid, who is sitting on a bench with two other boys. "Me and you are the same person, you know," I say to him. He acknowledges the bizarre fact. "We should go to Guinness World Records or something, I'm sure this has never happened before," I say.

We walk down a European alleyway at night. A few bad men jump us and start shooting. A couple of passerby's die but my family is okay.

We return home to America. The young kid is now my half sister's son. I'm guessing she adopted him. He is recovering from the shooting. He has a broken jaw.

The effect that the brain transplant has had on the boy is scary. He starts acting like a comic book villain. His face is distorted. He chases me around roof tops throwing spears my direction. The spears have fire on them. We run around buildings. Down Hallways. Through city streets. He continuously tries to kill me. Dream ends.

I wake up

Wednesday, October 18, 2017

STAB

Dream 10/18/2017



My sister, Kristen, brother-in-law, Chad, and I go to a military work-out session. Kristen and Chad are part of the military but I am not. However, they said I would be allowed to participate. We stand outside the front door among several other soldiers. While standing there, a woman soldier stabs another.

We walk into the building. I stay in the locker room, not feeling right about joining the work-out. A girl who I used to know named Emily is standing in the locker room. Neither of us speak to each other.

When the work-out session is over, we stand outside the front door once again. A girl I know named Kasey, who is a police officer, walks over to me and stabs me in the arm. I am worried because the blade went into my fistula, which is used for dialysis. Dream ends.

I wake up

Falling

Nightmare 10/18/2017



My family and myself are walking the streets of New York City. At one point, we look up and admire those two majestic World Trade Center Towers. Recently, the twin towers were bombed but didn't fall. A parking garage security guard tells us that one of the towers is not stable and is going to fall any day.

My family and I walk over to a Nathan's Hot Dog stand. I tell the vendor that I want onions, peppers, mustard and ketchup on my dog. I take a step out from under the hot dog umbrella and look up at one of the towers. I notice it swaying. Pedestrians and onlookers start to scream. The Tower is coming down. Not straight down but rather falling over like a giant tree.

We run in separate directions. My mom and I run toward the parking garage. The tower is falling our way. We dive to the ground at the outside wall of the garage. The tower hits the ground just short of where we lie. I notice a cloud of dark, dusty smoke racing our direction. Covering my mom, I tell her to take a deep breath. The cloud overtakes us. It is hard to breathe. I notice a crack in the garage wall. I can see through to the other side. I stick my face into the opening and take a breath of clean air. My mom does the same. Dream ends.

I wake up

Alien Artifact

Dream 10/18/2017



I break into a compound. It is some kind of cult. Hundreds of kids work diligently on their computers. I am looking for something. One of the kids points toward a desk. Under the desk is a grocery bag full of otherworldly journals. I believe these are alien. I can't take them now, I will be caught.

I come back later. I walk quickly up to the desk that hides the alien journals. A woman catches me. She is over this whole department. I sweet talk her. She likes it. I kiss her. She walks away. I grab the journals and walk quickly to the stairwell. Dream ends.

I wake up

Monday, October 16, 2017

Exorcism

Nightmare 10/16/2017




My mom, a few classmates and I are driving several hours away to a retreat. Half of my school is already there. We are driving in an RV that will house a few students when we arrive. On the way there, one of the students in the RV becomes possessed by a demon. He lunges at me. I grab him and say, "In the name of Jesus Christ, I command you to leave." I do this several times until the demon is gone. Then, another student is taken over by a demon. Same thing. He chases after me as I say to him, "Out in the name of Jesus!" This happens several times on the way to the retreat. I know they are possessed when the color in their eyes disappear and all that is left is a black dot.

I know that we are there when a few new students climb aboard the RV. It is night. I walk down a road where several students are walking, including my sister Kristen. One student becomes possessed. My sister stands up to him. He grabs her and performs a suplex. Kristen lands on her head. I swear she is injured badly. I speak the name of Jesus Christ to the demon. I don't know what happens to the possessed man. Kristen is not hurt at all. Dream ends.

I wake up

Sunday, October 15, 2017

The Guardian

Dream 10/15/2017



I'm watching Youtube videos when I come across a clip of Paul Gautschi (the man who promotes the back to eden gardening method) talking about encountering angels and demons in national parks. He says that one will encounter the spiritual beings there because it is further away from civilization, so there is less sin.

He even happens to capture angels and demons on camera. One clip shows two demons chasing a hiker until he gets to a building with a eight foot tall angel inside. I find this fascinating.

I tell my family about what I've watched as we walk down a neighborhood street. I then see the angel, from the video, walking in the same neighborhood. I grab everyone's attention and point him out. I ask if they see him. "See what?" they reply. I run up to the angel and make friends. His name is Kevin. He is eight foot tall and completely bald.

We walk through a dangerous neighborhood, my family and I. Kevin follows. We walk up to a house where the front door is elevated about three feet off the ground. We stand in the front door of the strangers house when Kevin says, "we need to go NOW!" We all move except for a girl named Melanie. She stands in the doorway with a sad look on her face. I climb up into the doorway and encourage her to come along because something evil is inside this house.

We ride our bikes down the same dangerous neighborhood. The neighborhood in which I grew up. I commentate as we ride. I point out where people used to live and where they live now. Justin lives there. Danny lives there. Kevin Follows.

All of us go to some kind of resort. The putt putt course here is so expensive that only the very rich can play. We walk through the resort, feeling like we don't belong, trying to get to the back. We pass the lobby, pass the pool area. Finally, we get outside. We walk around the place. I talk to Kevin. "So are you my mom's gaurdian angel too?" I ask. "No," he replies, "your mom's gaurdian angel is one named Barbara." "How do you get assigned to certain people?" I ask. "Well," he begins, "The way it works is that one angel will guard the children born for seven years and those will be theirs to guard. Then another angel will take the children born in the next seven years and those will be theirs to guard."

The rest of the family sits down on the ground around a Monopoly board. I sit down too. At this point, I think that my family can see Kevin. He starts talking to them, telling them of how commercial divers are harnessing demons to do the diving work for them. Dream ends.

I wake up

Friday, October 13, 2017

Nightmare Forest

Dream 10/13/2017




I'm on a country road. It is very busy. People are walking here and there, many of them my friends. On one side of the road is a forest. A buddy and I walk into the forest a bit. We get a good look into the vast jungle. What we see is very spooky. It looks like night although it is day. There is a grayish fog in the air that causes the trees to look rather ghostly. We know that this is the only spot that looks like this. The rest of the forest is nice.

I walk down the road and into the forest again. I swear this is the spooky spot that I entered before, although, it doesn't look scary. It is rather peaceful. The sun is shining down through the trees to reveal a calming river running through the woods. On the far side of the river are many log buildings. In the middle of this area is a colossal, dead tree. The limbs and branches that hang from it are larger than normal. This tree has seen many years come and go. I ask a nearby person if this is the spooky area. They ask the boy that is running the place. I don't get an answer.

Another friend of mine, Jordan, brings me to different part of the forest. He pulls back a branch so I can see. I look and see the gray fog and ghostly trees. It is almost like a spell has been cast. Fear enters my bones and chokes me up. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Wednesday, October 11, 2017

Fart Bottles

Dream 10/11/2017




I'm attending an internship in Texas called The Honor Academy. The director tells us that we have to get jobs. My friend informs me that there is an opening for an architects assistant. It's a job that everyone is going to want. The interns sit on the floor as the director speaks. He describes several jobs options that we can get, most notably, one that involves assisting in clearing mysterious wood chips that have appeared on Lakeland Avenue. Everyone wants this job.

The meeting ends. Those interested in the mysterious wood chip job, need to follow the director of that job. We walk through winding hallways with obstacles. Those who finish the obstacle course will be considered for the job. Many follow, few arrive. I stand at the end of the course with one other follower, my friend Sam. The director tells us that he will now choose. He tells me to go sit in a small open room next to the hallway. "The person that will be working with me is..." the director walks toward me and then quickly turns around, "...Sam!" What a bummer. I give Sam an unenthusiastic slow clap. Why would the director trick me like that? This is a major letdown. I feel sick in my stomach. All my life, I've never gotten the coveted prize. This is no exception.

The director walks with me. He tells me it was a hard decision but my resume was too good for the job. "What?" I interrupt, "my resume isn't good. I'm a college dropout who has mainly worked in fast food."

I walk to the lunchroom where a hundred interns are eating. I sit down at a busy table. The others ask what happened. I tell them that it came down to two of us and Sam was chosen. I walk out of the lunchroom for a second. On the way, I pass Wayne Knight carrying a pizza. I am a big fan of Seinfeld so I try to think of a line from the show to impress Wayne with. "Farkus!" I say. Wayne gives me a smile. Wait. In Seinfeld, Waynes name was Newman not Farkus. I try to think of something else to say. Ah! I will say "That is one magic loogie." He will love this line. Standing in the hallway outside of the cafeteria, I hear the voice of a boy say, "that is one magic loogie." What the heck. He stole my line.

I return to my table. Sam is now sitting here as well. Sam goes on talking about "Fart bottles." The table has become quiet. I turn to Sam and say, "what the hell are you talking about?" People look at me with disgust but Sam is the one talking about Fart bottles. I look at my wallet and find that my debit card and gift cards have been torn in two. I only have a few dollars. I will need to send for more money from my parents. Dream ends.

I wake up.