Dream Journal- “Yeah, I know, I’ve got your girl! What are you going to do about it?”

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Have you ever had one of those dreams that comes when you go back to sleep after sleeping for a while? Well, this is one of those kinds of dreams. Despite the fact that I can vividly remember my dreams majority of the time, I tend to have trouble remembering dreams if I have them when I go back to sleep. Here is the dream I had!

The first few moments of the dream are a little bit fuzzy. I could recall barely seeing a couple co-workers, a person or two that I dated in the past, and a few others whom I have never met before. There was a mesh of colors and lights for a while until I found myself and a few others on this dirt path by a small lake which faced a massive castle. It was beginning to get dark and stormy as a crack of thunder and lightning could be heard and seen in the distance. One of my managers, whom we will call Greg, nudged me and a few others to head into the castle. I could recall seeing many orbs, flying sparkles, and even elemental spirits flying about.

We went into the castle with which it’s interior kept changing. People started to separate into groups who searched around the castle. Doors would appear and disappear, spirits of the dead and odd creatures fluttered about. The floor remained at a constant color of red and black checkerboard. The ceiling was the stormy sky that was above us, yet no rain came down upon us. Was it maybe an illusion? A magical effect of some sort? The walls morphed from castle brick, to being painted white, to intricate victorian era design. Wall decor and objects in the halls changed around as well. In fact, some of these inanimate objects would come to life. A bust of an older man came to life and started to talk. I couldn’t quite understand what it said to me.

The one person in the dream that I used to date started changing forms constantly and so did a few others. I remember feeling like I was standing right by him, but in reality I wasn’t even there. I realized this to be the case when others in our niche didn’t even notice that I was there. I found that I was observing him and Greg from an odd angle. Greg took the guy I used to date and pushed him through a door. The door was filled with blackness and thunder and lightning briefly lit up through the door. Greg walked off to the left and absolutely disappeared while a few others went off in a completely different direction.

I found myself standing in the morphing hallway when another co-worker, we’ll call him Sean, called me over to what appeared to be a slightly outdated computer lab. Another person or two was in there, they were old classmates from my grade school years. Like the rest of the hall, the computer lab changed. Old computers were getting switched out with newer ones out of thin air, a green chalkboard appears only to be replaced by a white one. The desks and tables continue to change and upgrade around us. In the meantime during these changes to the classroom, Sean talked about himself briefly, but then starts engaging me by talking about my future, the ever changing walls of the castle, and my own well being. We start getting closer and closer to one another. Light orbs, color forms of energy, and light beings begin to come into the classroom and begin to create a portal of light in the white dry erase board. We kissed and held each other affectionately when all of a sudden, the thing that used to be the guy that I dated was a complete stranger… and I emphasize strange!

No one recognized him, not even Greg. It was like he was invisible to everyone else. I could see through the door he went through and it was a dismal. There was two rows of stairs, one on the left and the other upside down in the sky. The background was an endless dark sky with very dark colors. He was short, wearing medieval attire, spoke in a silly accent, and tried to manipulate me to join him on some journey that involved Unicorns. Sean called me over and wrapped his arms around me very tightly. It felt so real too! Sean and the silly shorty went at it with one on one. The shorty tried to argue with Sean who basically said, “Look, I know I’ve got your girl! What are you going to do about it? It’s over! Go on! Move on!” Eventually the shorty closed the door and walked away. The morphing hallway started to settle down into a solid structure and the pull towards the portal of light got stronger. Sean asked if I was okay and I responded saying I was. We got more affectionate until the light engulfed us, ending the dream.

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Dream Journal: Suicide or Escape

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This is the third time that I have had this dream now, and this time I can fully recall all of the details of this dream. Within the span of about 3-4 months I have had this same exact dream, with the exception of certain aspects of the dream emphasized per dream occurrence. Everything about this dream felt so trippy and unreal, and yet at the same time crystal clear. I must have been in some sort of trance in the dream, if that’s even possible.

Here are a couple interesting things about this dream: Three places were heavily focused on in the dream (which I will describe shortly), but why 3 specific places? Also, a few of the same people from work have showed up in this dream just like how they have before. For example, Ty has shown up in not just one dream, but in several dreams such as the Pyramid Dream and Vulnerabilities and Tattoos Dream.

On with the dream! I found myself in my hometown, specifically at my parents house. Ty and another coworker was patrolling the neighborhood which, oddly he did so for my safety. It was late and the only thing that illuminated the streets were the orange glow of street lamps and a couple lights that were on in front of my parent’s house. It also was made apparent that there was a random Target down the street. LITERALLY in the middle of the street too. Ty came by on my street specifically and my parents and I waved hello. He stopped by to see if everything was okay and if we needed anything. My mom harshly stopped Ty in his tracks to complain about the poor treatment of raccoons and other animals that lived our neighborhood. Ty pulled me aside and in almost a whisper, asked me what that was about. I had absolutely no idea! My mom then chimed in and said a very snarky, nasty comment about work that I could not hear, but made apparent to Ty that I did something I wasn’t supposed to, which I wasn’t sure what I did, in fact. The lights of the house and the street lamps began to move and change color. I overheard another co-worker coming and then something about my job possibly being on the line.

My head was a major mess. I kept thinking about work, home, school, family life, and past trauma and problems that suddenly were brought forward by this statement. I wanted to run, I wanted to hide, I wanted to be out of the spotlight, alone. I felt the eyes of my parents on me and a few others as other people could be heard in the distance. I bodly said to Ty that I wished to die, I wished for suicide. I began to cry and I ran off where others could not see me. I could magically manifest wings that could help me fly into the trees or bushes to hide as well as to fly off to places where I could be seen. I could hear Ty and others scrambling around as I would take off from hiding spot to hiding spot in the middle of the night. I cried what felt like for an eternity fleeing down the road past my old high school and making a left upon this path which was partially covered by a rainforest. I went through the tunnel of trees that led to the most beautiful place I have ever seen. A massive waterfall took half of my view from the left side and the right side had a row of Tikis, statues, and precious stones. a path weaved between the trees and past the row of hills. I felt magic all around me, orbs and magical beings surrounded me. Some of them wore tribal paint and wooden masks while others just like everyday people like you or me. The wildlife resembled dragon-like beings, maybe even faeries, I couldn’t keep track of them all. I just knew that they knew me and I knew them. I was given the task to straighten around some of the tikis and precious stones not just on the hills, but on the platforms that sat in front of the waterfall which I had to use some sort of telekinetic abilities to move things around. When everything was perfectly aligned, with one thump on one of the many objects let off an echo of a thousand notes. I myself and all of the beings sung and it was so beautiful. I began to ascend the mountain tops in front of me when my dad appeared.

Everything around me hid and I had to go back from where I came. I was in front of the highschool and my dad directed part of the path to be covered in cement. I felt angered by this, but realized I knew how to get in there regardless of the cement. I was gifted, I thought. Suddenly, a weird being came by and caught my dad off guard, forcing him to leave me and tend to something else. I look up the hill that sits right at the high school and envision a massive pileup created by a number of clueless high school students. It happened right in front of my eyes before I could stop it. Bodies landed on top of one another and got stuck between car parts. There was screams as blood and gore was shed, but that soon disappeared into dust which then manifested itself into the form of ghosts that began to enter an odd shaped building within the gym. A haunted building for that matter, I just knew it was. Not just haunted, but there was malevolent energy in that dammed square shaped building. I knew that I had to go back and take care of something around my parent’s neighborhood.

I appeared back into the neighborhood and saw that people scrambled around in the streets looking for me. Ty yelled out for me and apologized for what he had said and that my job was safe. Another coworker confirmed that as well, and they both said they needed to know that I was going to be okay. Ty wanted me to come back with him so he could keep me safe. They begged and pleaded for me to come back over and over again. I didn’t care and thought to myself that this was something I needed to do. I soon headed north from my old neighborhood and went deep into a wooded bridge covered in snow. I could her Ty and my coworkers yelling “Wait!” and “Alex! Come back!”. I knew that they would eventually find my path and follow me. I felt comfortable knowing what I was doing despite the cold. In a vision I could see a line of zombies walking down a path going the opposite direction of the highschool. The got up from the ground and went towards a dysmal place where as I got closer to the light.

So… uh… strange dream, right?

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Catching up!

Hello! My apologies for the lack of posts and content lately. I’ve recently been hit by one of many life’s curveballs…. right in the gut, or so it seems. It has taken it’s toll on me emotionally and physically over the past few weeks. Since then, life itself really hasn’t been easy lately, and I’ve found it difficult to find the motivation to continue to pursue all of the great things I had in front of me. After feeling so down and beaten up, I realized that I couldn’t continue to feel defeated from things that were out of my control. I must use my passion to give me drive when I feel stranded in the darkness. With that I am moving forward with my personal passion and drive! 


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Thank You For Your Support Spoopy Friends

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Words cannot express how grateful I am for all the beautiful people who have connected with me recently and overall. I cannot thank you all enough for supporting me and everything that I do. I didn’t expect things going this far with my site, writing, artwork, and everything else I’ve been intending to do. 

So, I have officially hit 100 followers on WordPress and 1, 000+ via Twitter, Tumblr, and Google+. Everyday I continue to grow, change, and thrive with every accomplishment I make. Thank you all so much for your support everyone and making all of this possible. 

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10 Weirdest Comments I’ve Heard While Working

93199d71abe900e034703bf11e4dfbef                     I have learned that it doesn’t matter where you are in the world… there are some really, really strange people out there… and they are EVERYWHERE! Out of all of the places I have been, work has been the nesting ground of weird things to take place. The strange things that people say and do always puts a smile on my face no matter how good or bad of a day I’m having. Its these things that is part of makes my job worthwhile. So without further ado, here are some of the weirdest things I have heard people say at work. (I have absolutely no words to explain any of the things that have been said except for these comments really made me laugh)

  1. “Have you seen that guy, Elmo? I’m going to catch the red fucker.”
  2. “Hey, I think now would be a really good time to learn how to speak Russian.”
  3. “I hate going to the dentist, hate it. I’d rather walk through the streets naked than go to the dentist and get teeth pulled.” 
  4. “I’m Batman!”
  5. “Hey, you want to know something? Mashed potatoes, they’ve been eating it so fucking wrong!”
  6. “I don’t know, you sound like you have a Caribbean-Irish accent to me.”
  7. “I’m leaving!”
  8. “You know what I think what Termites should do? They should become CPR certified because hell it’s a matter of time before one of them chokes on a splinter from all of that wood they’re eating.”
  9. “Hey, the lunatic is out there… he walks amongst the grass…”
  10. “I’m really concerned about midfield”

I really, really hope that these made you laugh and smile as much as they did (and still do) for me. Consider it to be a bit of an uplifter in case if your week has started out a bit rocky. I hope everyone has a lovely evening.

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Dream Journal: The Pyramid Temple Ritual

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I’m already starting to notice a sequence of synchronicities within my dreams that are slowly but surely beginning to connect the dots. Despite how strange these dreams can be, every aspect of them holds a much deeper meaning. A deeper meaning that perhaps I’m only able to access through my subconscious mind.

The beginning of the dream was once again a bit fuzzy, hard to say exactly what was going on until I was in my hometown, near the airport which is surrounded by a lagoon, grassland, and a beach off in the distance. A character from work which I have mentioned as Ty in one of my previous dream journal entries appeared once again with the same demeanor as my last dream, which startled me quite a bit. It was dark around the lagoon, a heavy oceanic bed of clouds covered the incoming night sky. Ty looked extremely worried; asking if I was ok, where I was going, what I was doing, why I was doing it, trying to get to the bottom of what was going on with me. He was so frantic, I couldn’t understand. There were armed military men walking around him doing their own business which did not relate to either or of us. I could recall seeing colorful sparkling orbs of light following Ty and myself. I could also see my mom and Zuzu barely from the corner of my eye, but I don’t think they were following a specific role in my dream at that time until very much later. Now, I didn’t try to brush him off, but I did try to assure him that I was ok.

Apparently I was supposed to go to this ancient temple up on the mountains as some kind of tribute, or some sort of surprise ceremony. Ty continued to follow me, which I was ok with because I knew trying to get him to leave was out of the question. I went off to the right of where the road to the airport would normally lead, but that is not what it appeared to be for me. It was an old stone moss covered path that was lined with thick layers of dark brick on the sides. Bits and pieces appeared to be broken off from the wear and tear of time. Some of the layers stood up as archways and entrances in and out of small buildings over the path as others remained broken off. The left side of the path was so dense and thick with snow white fog, you couldn’t even tell what was on the other side. Besides Ty hanging around me, I could see other critters running and flying past me. I could even see very young children running around me up towards the path which widened into stairs. The arches ended and the path widened into a mountain side filled with rainforest lush and ruins lost in time. I was welcomed by one of my bosses, which I’ll call CJ. Now, CJ and a few other folks welcomed me so graciously, one of those folks being an ancient rumbling voice within the trees. CJ, the younger ones, and the little critters ran me into what appeared to be a pyramid like temple that matched the stone of the path. When I go inside though… it looked like the inside of an empty abandoned wooden church. I tried to stop CJ and the little ones, but they were too busy leaving gifts and offerings in and around the temple. I was told to take a couple things and put them down the windows. I couldn’t really see Ty, but I sure as hell knew he was there.

Things outside started to look really strange from the inside of the temple. The stone, landscape, and time cycle changed within minutes. It was so creepy and bizarre to see rainforest, day, night, desert, suburb, rainforest, day, whatever within a few moments. Even within the temple it seemed strange. The people around me were so focused on making some god-like entity pleased. Suddenly, a pair of glowing eyes and triangle teeth came from the corner of the room. It looked like a mix between a cat and a snake. The little ones ran off, but I myself, CJ, and lastly Ty were able to stop it and kill it. It was such a wild goose chase which ended up with me back outside in the suburbs with police cars sitting outside. Again, they weren’t even focused on me. Ty was there, with the same concerned expression, but he seemed to be a bit more relieved to see that I was in one piece. Ty started to direct me to go home to my parents and heal up until I can go back home. All of a sudden CJ, a few cops and dogs ran off towards something, it was too hard to tell what it was. However, they entered the freeway and I chased after them.

Shortly thereafter I blanked out and woke up in my old bedroom before it was renovated into the office-guest bedroom it is now. The room was just like how it was when I was 16-17 years old. Everything pink. I remember lying down in bed with a laceration to my arm and I felt so tired and dizzy. My parents were right there, trying to keep me from jumping out of bed. They gently explained that I got hurt and got knocked out by whatever CJ was chasing. What was also really bizarre about this was that none of the furniture that was put in my room was put in the right way and it felt empty.

Next thing I know, I had a tarantula crawling around me, my bed, the walls, and the shelves. My mom was there for a bit and acted completely oblivious to what was going on. Eventually my mom and dad all of a sudden started to run around the house and they were constantly working on something. After being scared out of my wits, I picked up the spider to see that it was a frog. All of a sudden all of these animals started to surround me and Zuzu. I stand by the sliding glass door that led to the backyard and all of the animals ran straight through to a teeny tiny hole in the fence. I could recall many flashes of light, Ty and CJ getting me back home somewhere along the line then waking up.

There is definitely something of importance connecting to these two dreams and my waking life. I am making sure to pay attention to whatever signs are out there for me to interpret.

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Dream Journal: Vulnerabilities and Tattoos

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I had quite an interesting dream last night. Majority of the details in this dream were all directed to some aspect of my day to day life in my state of consciousness. Now, when deep down in the waters of my subconscious seems to reflect those same day to day aspects, but at such a deeper level.

The beginning of my dream is a tad bit fuzzy. The colors seemed off, but what I could make out was seeing a few of my co-workers in fuzzy black, white, and ROYGBIV spectrum fuzz. I could recall getting hurt at work and then one of my co-workers (we’ll call him Ty) managed to get me out of there and brought me to his house. I could not quite remember how I got hurt, but I remember so many people and things flying past me, it was so disorienting.

Anyway, I was brought to Ty’s house which was a beach style home not too far from the ocean and creek which was very similar to the one in my hometown. A few other co-workers made sure I got to some place safe, whatever the reason was I’m not entirely sure what I was being protected from. I remember being carried over into the guest bedroom of Ty’s home. His whole home had gentle white walls, different shades of blue and green furniture and tapestry, and light cherry oak colored cabinets and random thatch here and there. The light midday sunlight soaked through the windows and walls of this west coast abode. I was helped onto the bed and I saw that almost all of my clothing had been slashed in different places. In areas I thought I was bleeding or cut, there were vividly colorful tattoos there instead. There were really only a few areas on my body that were scratched or cut. I felt so unnerved and scared to have Ty try to examine me for cuts and bruises. I felt so vulnerable despite the fact that Ty and his partner were really kind to me while I was there. Ty was very nurturing, making sure I was alright and that I’d heal up quickly. I was allowed to stay for the night because of how bad my injuries were. I really couldn’t get up and moved and had a few casts on my limbs.

While I was there, Ty, his partner, and a few other friends came in to see how I was doing and just to hang out. Again I felt so unnerved and tense, but I did my best just to calm down and relax. I even felt my inner guidance ease me to fall asleep within my dream. Eventually I popped up fully awake in the dream freaking out about where I was, what time it was, and if I had to work. I undid a lot of whatever bandages were on me, from what I could tell was that some of them were taken off while I was asleep. Ty runs in to see what I was up to and I told him I had to go to work. He insisted that I stay put, relax, and not worry about it. I still managed to get up and move around with the best of my abilities. I was partially irritated because for some reason my wings (like I have wings, haha) were gone. Ty begged for me to stay put and to let him take care of everything. I had absolutely no freaking clue on why he was so frantic and almost in tears. When I mentioned the wings, he immediately took some cardboard scraps and started to form them into wings. I told him to stop and ran out of the room to the front yard.

As I was outside, I was urged to go back inside the house to relax and rest. Ty’s partner and a few other co-workers were outside in front of the garage and were wondering what I was doing. I kept bringing up that I couldn’t just not show up to work fearing I could get fire, no longer have an income, lose my home, etc. I was constantly being reassured that everything would be fine and that I could stay for as long as I wanted or needed to. I insisted against it and somehow angelic wings formed from my back, ripping more of my clothing, and I headed towards a dirt trail through the grass. Somehow I figured out very quickly that I was going to wrong way to work. I tried to call in to let the folks at work know that I was going to be a little late, despite the fact that I was already 22+ minutes late. Trying to get a hold of somebody was like pulling teeth, it was so frustrating. Nothing that anybody said made sense. Ty and the others were still urging me to go inside, but I still ran off insisting that I was ok, even though I felt pain in my body as I flew and ran. Other parts of the dream seemed to be phasing in and out of going to my old elementary school and finding people from work urging me to go back home, then I wake up from all of this dream craziness.

Lesson number one, watch what you eat- it could lead to weird dreams. Lesson number two, as weird as dreams can be, some of the motifs can unravel what is really going on in life. Lesson number three, learn to chillax when needed.

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