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Strange dinner (2/16/10)
I am watching a family getting together. Maybe it is for Thanksgiving dinner, maybe something else. There are many people of different ages gathered in the house. I only see the details of one person, an older man who is apparently a patriarch of sorts. He looks Native American and he has a wrinkled face and long white hair. He smiles and talks quite enthusiastically. There is a large pan in the middle of the table everyone sits around, and when he lifts up the lid there is a cooked brain the size of a turkey on a platter. He begins to carve it into slices, still smiling and talking happily. The reactions of the others are mixed. Some want to try the brain, others are distracted and do not seem to care, and some are growing quite irritated with the man. I sense that a few of them secretly wish to harm him. As the dream ends I wonder if he is aware of the fact that he could be murdered soon.
Weirdness in space (2/16/10)
I am on a space station that has settled into position on orbit around the Earth. There are two other people with me, a white woman and an Asian looking woman. They are both at the controls of the space station, and I go toward the back to get something from a room. I notice as I approach the room that there is something wrong with one of the doors. I know that a locked door has a blue light over it and an unlocked door has a green light. One of the door's lights is green, which means that it is potentially loose and could open up at any moment and expose us all to the vacuum of space. I duck into the safety of the other room I was headed for, then poke my head out and scream for the white woman. I yell her name many times and I am very frightened that she will not fix the door in time. Fortunately she sees what is happening and somehow fixes it.
Now I come out of the room, but I see an eagle in front of me. This frightens me too for some reason, so I run away and hide from it. I cram myself into a somewhat small room with wires hanging down from the ceiling. The Asian woman opens the door and comes in with me, but her movements are strange and slow. The white woman follows after her and begins to take her body apart. She explains that the other woman is actually a robot that she brought on this mission for a test run. The robot is self-aware and does not know that it isn't human. She puts it back together, and it goes back to acting normally, unaware of what just happened.
The three of us leave the room, but then we are changed into small fluffy dogs. The eagle returns and I am scared that it will eat me. Then we return to human form and the eagle reveals itself to be a shapeshifting alien creature. It tells us that its species created Earth and many other planets and have been studying them from a distance. It says that the equipment it uses is extremely powerful, and claims that it can read a human's fingerprints from its home planet.
Jaws (5/12/10)
I am a character in an alternate version of the movie Jaws. I am swimming at night with a group of friends when the shark first appears and starts attacking people. We see a pair of floating "rooms", for lack of a better word. They look like the garage at our old house. We quickly swim to them and climb on, making ourselves safe from the shark.
Eventually we realize that we can't stay there forever, so we look for a way to escape. An old woman comes up to with a house boat type thing and takes us in. She can't make it to the shore for some reason, but she gives us a lifeboat to reach it. The lifeboat is orange and very big, but flimsy. We realize that the shark could easily bite through it to get to us. At first we start talking about possibly throwing someone in as a distraction while the rest escape, but then the old woman offers to let us use her pet black pygmy goat. We all cheer, throw the goat in the water, and quickly get in the lifeboat.
For some reason we have no paddles and the only way we can get moving is by me sticking my arms in the water and using them as paddles. I'm very scared that the shark will bite my arm off, but then I think to myself that if it comes I can always make it go away with my mind or by waking myself up. I have recently been able several times to become lucid enough in a nightmare to wake myself up.
I get us to the shore and everybody gets out, but then I start going into anaphylactic shock. I realize that I am allergic to something in the water, probably the shark. I rush to some nearby medical personnel and collapse on a hospital bed.
Hardbones (8/12/10)
I lived Australia and I had been arrested for stealing some money. I was innocent, but I couldn't get anyone to listen. They put me on a transport bus, which was built similar to the passenger seats on an airplane inside, and sent me to the processing facility before going to prison.
The man sitting in front of me was a big, muscular Chinese guy. He leaned back in his seat and squashed me down in mine. I let out a frightened little squeak, and he laughed softly and asked if I had made the noise. I didn't say anything. For some reason I was empathically linked to him. I could sense a lot of sadness and hopelessness in him. I reached out and began stroking his head, running my fingers through his coarse black hair. This relaxed him and he fell asleep. I was still scared of him, but I also felt a lot of pity for him too.
The next scene was in the processing facility. The prisoners were allowed to roam free in this large building, and there were no problems with violence or escape attempts. A blond woman who worked there was an old friend of mine, so I went to visit her.
As I approached her office I could see her door was open and the Chinese man was inside. He signed some papers on her desk and then walked past me. I tried to keep out of his way since he was very upset. I couldn't exactly read his mind, but I could kind of sense what he was thinking at the moment. He had been arrested for a serious crime, probably murder. He had pleaded guilty and been sentenced to death, but because of legal issues he would not be executed for many years. He knew that he would be left to rot in a prison cell for a long time and no one would care, and this left him feeling trapped and hopeless. I tried not to stare, but I saw out of the corner of my eye that he was leaning over a desk in the hallway outside the office, looking like he wanted to scream or cry.
I went in to see my friend and asked her what the man had been in for. I spoke very quietly because I was afraid of him overhearing and getting angry. She said that he had many surgeries scheduled before he was arrested. Her job was to contact people outside the holding facility, so she would call his doctor and tell him to cancel them. Apparently people going to prison aren't allowed to have surgery. I'm guessing it wasn't anything life threatening since he knew he would be stuck there for years.
I asked my friend if she thought it was unfair, forcing him to stay in prison when he was ready to die for his crime. I felt really sorry for him but I couldn't do anything to help him. She dismissed my idea with a rude hand wave and said something along the lines of "No, of course not."
In the next scene I was in a jeep. They told us we were being driven to Tasmania, where the prison was. They said they were taking one person at a time and it would take only 50 minutes (despite the fact that we were on the other side of the continent). My brother was there too and my dad was driving the jeep. Apparently my brother had been arrested for doing something even worse than what I was accused of, and they had given my dad permission to drive us there so he could spend more time with us. There was also a black man who was a guard, escorting us to the prison.
My brother and dad didn't seem too upset with anything. They kind of joked around about stuff. My dad talked about how I was innocent, and the guard mentioned something about a new legal procedure that could be used to prove my innocence. He said that unfortunately it may take up to a year to work though, so I may be stuck there until then. Then he said he sure hoped that didn't happen to me, because people who stayed in the prison for over a year tended to get a psychological condition called hardbones. When this happened you got aggressive, apathetic, and just overall had a nasty personality change. People usually stayed that way for the rest of their lives, even if they were released soon afterward.
I started feeling terrified, imaging how long I would be stuck in prison and what would happen to me there. The guard began singing a song that he said originally came from the prisoners. He called it the Hardbones Song. He had a good singing voice, really low and deep. I just kept getting more nervous, and I woke up before he finished the song.
I am watching a family getting together. Maybe it is for Thanksgiving dinner, maybe something else. There are many people of different ages gathered in the house. I only see the details of one person, an older man who is apparently a patriarch of sorts. He looks Native American and he has a wrinkled face and long white hair. He smiles and talks quite enthusiastically. There is a large pan in the middle of the table everyone sits around, and when he lifts up the lid there is a cooked brain the size of a turkey on a platter. He begins to carve it into slices, still smiling and talking happily. The reactions of the others are mixed. Some want to try the brain, others are distracted and do not seem to care, and some are growing quite irritated with the man. I sense that a few of them secretly wish to harm him. As the dream ends I wonder if he is aware of the fact that he could be murdered soon.
Weirdness in space (2/16/10)
I am on a space station that has settled into position on orbit around the Earth. There are two other people with me, a white woman and an Asian looking woman. They are both at the controls of the space station, and I go toward the back to get something from a room. I notice as I approach the room that there is something wrong with one of the doors. I know that a locked door has a blue light over it and an unlocked door has a green light. One of the door's lights is green, which means that it is potentially loose and could open up at any moment and expose us all to the vacuum of space. I duck into the safety of the other room I was headed for, then poke my head out and scream for the white woman. I yell her name many times and I am very frightened that she will not fix the door in time. Fortunately she sees what is happening and somehow fixes it.
Now I come out of the room, but I see an eagle in front of me. This frightens me too for some reason, so I run away and hide from it. I cram myself into a somewhat small room with wires hanging down from the ceiling. The Asian woman opens the door and comes in with me, but her movements are strange and slow. The white woman follows after her and begins to take her body apart. She explains that the other woman is actually a robot that she brought on this mission for a test run. The robot is self-aware and does not know that it isn't human. She puts it back together, and it goes back to acting normally, unaware of what just happened.
The three of us leave the room, but then we are changed into small fluffy dogs. The eagle returns and I am scared that it will eat me. Then we return to human form and the eagle reveals itself to be a shapeshifting alien creature. It tells us that its species created Earth and many other planets and have been studying them from a distance. It says that the equipment it uses is extremely powerful, and claims that it can read a human's fingerprints from its home planet.
Jaws (5/12/10)
I am a character in an alternate version of the movie Jaws. I am swimming at night with a group of friends when the shark first appears and starts attacking people. We see a pair of floating "rooms", for lack of a better word. They look like the garage at our old house. We quickly swim to them and climb on, making ourselves safe from the shark.
Eventually we realize that we can't stay there forever, so we look for a way to escape. An old woman comes up to with a house boat type thing and takes us in. She can't make it to the shore for some reason, but she gives us a lifeboat to reach it. The lifeboat is orange and very big, but flimsy. We realize that the shark could easily bite through it to get to us. At first we start talking about possibly throwing someone in as a distraction while the rest escape, but then the old woman offers to let us use her pet black pygmy goat. We all cheer, throw the goat in the water, and quickly get in the lifeboat.
For some reason we have no paddles and the only way we can get moving is by me sticking my arms in the water and using them as paddles. I'm very scared that the shark will bite my arm off, but then I think to myself that if it comes I can always make it go away with my mind or by waking myself up. I have recently been able several times to become lucid enough in a nightmare to wake myself up.
I get us to the shore and everybody gets out, but then I start going into anaphylactic shock. I realize that I am allergic to something in the water, probably the shark. I rush to some nearby medical personnel and collapse on a hospital bed.
Hardbones (8/12/10)
I lived Australia and I had been arrested for stealing some money. I was innocent, but I couldn't get anyone to listen. They put me on a transport bus, which was built similar to the passenger seats on an airplane inside, and sent me to the processing facility before going to prison.
The man sitting in front of me was a big, muscular Chinese guy. He leaned back in his seat and squashed me down in mine. I let out a frightened little squeak, and he laughed softly and asked if I had made the noise. I didn't say anything. For some reason I was empathically linked to him. I could sense a lot of sadness and hopelessness in him. I reached out and began stroking his head, running my fingers through his coarse black hair. This relaxed him and he fell asleep. I was still scared of him, but I also felt a lot of pity for him too.
The next scene was in the processing facility. The prisoners were allowed to roam free in this large building, and there were no problems with violence or escape attempts. A blond woman who worked there was an old friend of mine, so I went to visit her.
As I approached her office I could see her door was open and the Chinese man was inside. He signed some papers on her desk and then walked past me. I tried to keep out of his way since he was very upset. I couldn't exactly read his mind, but I could kind of sense what he was thinking at the moment. He had been arrested for a serious crime, probably murder. He had pleaded guilty and been sentenced to death, but because of legal issues he would not be executed for many years. He knew that he would be left to rot in a prison cell for a long time and no one would care, and this left him feeling trapped and hopeless. I tried not to stare, but I saw out of the corner of my eye that he was leaning over a desk in the hallway outside the office, looking like he wanted to scream or cry.
I went in to see my friend and asked her what the man had been in for. I spoke very quietly because I was afraid of him overhearing and getting angry. She said that he had many surgeries scheduled before he was arrested. Her job was to contact people outside the holding facility, so she would call his doctor and tell him to cancel them. Apparently people going to prison aren't allowed to have surgery. I'm guessing it wasn't anything life threatening since he knew he would be stuck there for years.
I asked my friend if she thought it was unfair, forcing him to stay in prison when he was ready to die for his crime. I felt really sorry for him but I couldn't do anything to help him. She dismissed my idea with a rude hand wave and said something along the lines of "No, of course not."
In the next scene I was in a jeep. They told us we were being driven to Tasmania, where the prison was. They said they were taking one person at a time and it would take only 50 minutes (despite the fact that we were on the other side of the continent). My brother was there too and my dad was driving the jeep. Apparently my brother had been arrested for doing something even worse than what I was accused of, and they had given my dad permission to drive us there so he could spend more time with us. There was also a black man who was a guard, escorting us to the prison.
My brother and dad didn't seem too upset with anything. They kind of joked around about stuff. My dad talked about how I was innocent, and the guard mentioned something about a new legal procedure that could be used to prove my innocence. He said that unfortunately it may take up to a year to work though, so I may be stuck there until then. Then he said he sure hoped that didn't happen to me, because people who stayed in the prison for over a year tended to get a psychological condition called hardbones. When this happened you got aggressive, apathetic, and just overall had a nasty personality change. People usually stayed that way for the rest of their lives, even if they were released soon afterward.
I started feeling terrified, imaging how long I would be stuck in prison and what would happen to me there. The guard began singing a song that he said originally came from the prisoners. He called it the Hardbones Song. He had a good singing voice, really low and deep. I just kept getting more nervous, and I woke up before he finished the song.
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I’d love to make a comic starring Hardbones Man as an antihero or villain protagonist, but my sequential art skills still leave a lot to be desired.
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Nice. Very cool dreams you got there.