Dream Journal: Short ‘Dream Bursts’

            The best way I can describe these dreams are ‘dream bursts’. I’ve been having the same repetitive dream over and over again, until up to two nights ago where they stopped. I’ve noticed I’ve had this pattern lately where I go from having very vivid, bright, colorful, and ‘happy’ dreams to very kind of dark, creepy, weird, opaque, mysterious, and sometimes totally fucked up dreams. Now, I’m not really too sure why this has been happening. I’ve kind of chalked it up to the amount of work and school stress in my current waking life, my diet (its been somewhat healthy on and off during this time, especially when I’m really stressed and overwhelmed), and also probably the things I’ve been interacting with on and offline, maybe possibly too many creepypastas and horror stuff, but I don’t know (and maybe per chance just sheer excitement for the holidays coming up including Halloween). I highly doubt that there is anything ‘paranormal’, ‘prophetic’, or that there’s any kind of ‘omen’ attached to them. But if anything acts repetitive in my daily life or dream state, then it will gain my attention. Disclaimer: I’m going to make it VERY clear that before I get into this, I have never ever had any dreams about Creepypastas until now. I also REALLY DON’T believe that there’s anything paranormal nor does it have any specific meaning to it. Please don’t take it that way. This is NOT a Creepypasta nor anything of the like. I think this is just a creepy coincidence that just happened because it happened. I’m not sure if the motifs in this dream have any correlation to what’s going on in my waking life only because I have not analyzed it yet.

Anyway, this particular dream starts off with the same scene then as every night passes with the same dream, something is added on or slightly changes. I really don’t know why that is. This dream that I had always starts at the inside of an old yellow school bus filled with kids ranging between late elementary to Jr. high aged kids. my vision is tilted upwards to the right and it feels as though I’m sitting kind of towards the back of the bus, but also like as if I’m leaning out or laying down. 

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The kids on this bus feel relatively normal to me. Nothing out of the ordinary as they interact with their peers, playing with small gaming consoles, throwing paper around, or giving the bus driver a hard time. The bus driver with every dream is either a man or woman with a big build, dark hair, and an over tired persona. I can’t really tell if I’m a present character in this dream because no one seems to pay any attention that I’m there.

At some point in time someone or something causes the kids to stop what they are doing only just to sit still in their seats and look forward. I believe it was the bus driver who snapped at them to stop. As the bus continues to drive forward, with every time I have this dream, its like as if the road the bus is on changes. Sometimes the road is dark and foggy like the morning mist that comes off the coast. Other dreams look like an ordinary day down the road with frequent stops where kids are let off to go home. And there have been the few where it looks like the road warps and fluxes through odd portals of time and space. The colors are so weird and disgustingly bleeding through. The one dream that was like that had flashes of light which startled me and everyone aboard the bus. Whenever the flashes appeared, the colors oozed and twisted in a really unappetizing way. The kids started to panic and look around not knowing what to do. The bus driver tried their best to keep them calm telling them to hold on. This is where it starts to get really weird.

 

At one point or another there are so many flashes within the dream where its just so hard to keep up with an know what is going on. It kind of looked like the little child from Trick R Treat is on the bus, or around it. At one point though, the bus stops on this wide peer in a harbor and the children get off. The scene kind of looked like something from The Misadventures of Flapjack because I could see some of the characters hanging around in the distance trying to interact with the kids. The dreary background from the show hangs in the distance with a discolored sky, white washed peer, and murky waters. There were also a lot of people standing on the peer, again looking like characters from the show. But it looked like they were either praying, chanting, or just plain standing there. A few of them again, tried to interact with the kids. The older kids came forward and started to question who these folks were and where they were coming from. Their speech became garbled and no one could understand what they were saying… but then some very different characters started to appear. It kind of reminded me of the Creepypasta: Candle Cove. The reason I say this was because I saw a skeleton with a cheesy top hat and monocle, a very scared and insecure looking pirate, and a whale-boat thing. My vision was steered to the right as I could see a collection of dark rocks and waves lapping the side of them. A massive flash of light came from the sky and it looked like a ship appeared out of no where from the water. The colors of the sky, water, and peer started to grow dark with dark mossy green and white to rusted red and copper. The people around the kids and the bus started to decay as their skin was peeling off and eyes bulged outward from their heads. It was like as though there was this invisible force that was yanking the life out of them. They rose their hands into the air and praised an invisible force. I started to freak out and got the hell out of there. I woke up just feeling so confused. 

Here’s the thing about this dream: I had it about 3-4 times until it transitioned into something else. I’ve had other bursts in between those 3-4 times I think, but I honestly really don’t remember. I really don’t know how to take this dream at all. Like I stated before, I don’t really know or think it has any particular meaning to it because of what I already stated above. Even if it did have some hidden meaning, I wouldn’t even know what I could do or think of it. Anyway, its happened, its here in this post. It was trippy. It was weird. But, trippy and weird are pretty much a few aspects of me in a nutshell. =)

-Alex

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Dream Journal: Inner Child Dream

        Last night, I had a very weird dream, which was in some ways positive. The beginning was a little fuzzy with me somehow being in some type of vortex in time, ending up in a store (which was like Target, Sears, Macy’s Khol’s, Walmart, some mix of all of the above). There were these children that were running through the store, 8 of them to be exact. There were 2 girls and 6 boys, all of them ranging between the ages 4-5 to 8-16. One child has some facial differences around the nose, one wore thick glasses, and all of them seemed to be very emotional.

children         The father was no-where near the children and tried to look for them, but gave up to get on a tricycle/bike and slowly petaled around the store. I confronted them and asked what he was doing and if he worried about his kids at all. He made it apparent that part of him just gave up, stopped caring, and assumed that they would be fine on their own, because they were good kids. I asked where and if he had a significant other, or someone who was helping him with the kids. He kind of just shrugged and basically said he did, but was not sure where they were or what they were doing. It really did seem like he didn’t care. i started to get angry with the parent and tried to give him a wake up call. I tried to beat it into his head that his children needed him and they need his love, guidance, and attention. I also made it apparent that his behavior is unacceptable. The parent realized what I was saying and lowered his head and apologized to me. However, he also said he did not know what to do because he was gone all the time at work or out and about. I volunteered (basically in-voluntarily because I felt as though they really did need somebody).

ParenttoParent       We both went to home with the children and the father basically said he wish he could stay, but he had to go. I asked him where he was going and what about the well being of the children. He said he had to go to work and do a few other things. I was angered and watched over the kids for a day or two. I got visions in my head of what this “father” was REALLY doing (after work he’d go out with women, drink, gamble, do all kinds of other things with other people/co-workers). I was angry, but pushed it out of my mind and helped the children. The home was very large, but it was somewhat dark with the light inside being a light navy blue/indigo color and seeing bits of bright gold light shining around the rims of the windows. The house seemed like a studio with all the rooms seeming cubicle like and the furniture seeming so home work/office life. Some of the children would sit on their beds and read/do homework. Others would run around, playing and screaming, others kind of just took care of themselves, getting food from the kitchen, keeping things clean, doing chores, etc. I remember talking with the eldest who was about 15-16 at the oldest. He talked to me about the struggles he was having at school, home with his mom and dad, and how he’s been having problems girls noticing him, except for a few. I talked to him at a very deep level, expressing to him about my experience during my life and at first he got frustrated during our conversation and cried, but after a while, he cheered up a bit and smiled. I put all of the children to bed and they slept peacefully.

       Later on the next day, the father FINALLY came home, his appearance disheveled and dirty. I was so angry with him and said I was taking the children to the Zoo/Animal Reserve. He apologized again and said he felt really shameful, and of course tried to explain he wouldn’t do it again. I didn’t want to hear it and said if he wanted to come along, it was fine, but I was still going to take them. I myself and the children went to the Zoo/Animal Reserve, they looked at the animals and took notes and pictures. The father finally showed up and I pulled him aside, trying to convince him how serious this problem was. The children were in front of the Snake exhibit when all of a sudden, these massive snakes rose from the brush and railings and bit every single child in the face. The snakes pulled back after one bite, and every children was still alive, but bleeding badly and crying. The father and I saw it happen and I pointed out just HOW much his children needed him. It seemed as though FINALLY something clicked and the energy around him turned a red-orange with a mid-pick color. He rushed to his children’s aid so much faster than I ever have and I could see this very passionate red energy surrounding the children and father. I could feel a soft healing energy surrounding all of us. I stood there and eventually smiled and felt a sense of relief, because I knew that the pain and disorganization of this family FINALLY ended.

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