24th/25th October a short dream

Wow, it has been quite sometime since the last one of these;

walking along a broad street

(possibly non-residential

certainly few houses / buildings nearby

an avenue more than a street

with a definite incline (?))

walking along behind four girls

on my crutches

the girls have style, although different levels of fashion sense

(although all are a bit trashy)

one with long brown hair has red streaks in it

and suddenly

up comes Drew Barrymore in her wheelchair

(famed for being wheelchair bound)

along with someone else

and

I know this is all part of

America's Next Top Model

(or similar reality tv competition fashion show)

and

Drew

(who is the presenter on the show?

or is behind the scenes producer for it???)

comes up to me

and says

"There are no disabilities in the world of this show"

and there is a twinkle in both our eyes.

We both see the irony.

And I explain

someone else (my mate? my flatmate?)

filled in the application to get me on the show

By now we come to cross another Avenue

and here the hill it comes up from is near vertical

So I go to cross it

on my crutches

carefully moving around the lip of the sheer drop

the road is sort of cobbled

in a modern-ish way

I get across to the half way point

which is a large median strip

(raised park like area)

and look back

at Drew who is wondering how to cross without tumbling down the drop

And

I WAKE UP.

No Dreams

for so long

):

made a determined effort last night

all I recall

wall made of ...

2nd/3rd Sept 09, End of Dream

previously in the dream

I had been hanging out with

my cousin R

I think

and her foreign (?) guest

if not all the time

we're ended up

in the green countryside village (?...)

next to a train crossing

and I left them to it

by the road next to the train crossing

to go

'home'? to bed?

to my space...

a hiking tent

which was just across the road

it wasn't late

about 7pm

and still daylight

so I headed to the small tent in a green field

(in the mid-distance)

as I head towards it

I see not a tall figure

not small - but on the smaller size of average

headed in to the tent

wearing colourful ethnic clothes

I head inside

and as I suddenly always suspected

L looks up at me from inside

'but she's taller than that' I think

but inside the tent

it isn't clear how tall / short she is

perturbed

I ask if she wants me to wait outside

while she changes

but she thinks I'm being silly

just then we're distracted by

a huge flock of birds

very colourful

possibly related to the Wrybill

or were they humming bird like?

some exotic bird with a long bent bill

but much more colourful

all of which landed in the blossoming tree hanging overhead

chatting?

watching?...

I WAKE

old dreamflake from old notes

From Notes:

'Equvipelent' -

or a word similar

(spelt out in the dream)

- meaning

giving a gift (eg jewelry) to some one who knows the full previous meaning of the gift

TV shows short woman runs through

the evening crowds

London

on the phone

stating that only people on the list -

holds up my tattered - ripped up

address page from my pocket diary

- get mentioned in our magazine

they have paid

No one else

on the phone in the other room

not their office - but the open plan one beyond

with a 'donor' possibly told off

others come back from lunch

moves back to own office puts sign on the outside

the phone calls are secret

illegal?...

Guy pokes head around door

states

'don't look like you're that busy'

Woman (secretary) comes in

and

guy wants to chat

wonder how long she has been there

did she overhear?...

I must have WOKEN here

since there are no more notes.

25/26 August 09 -pattering of heavy dream-drops from last night

Why do I keep on dreaming about Russia?

well into the dream...

and we're in Russia

quite where I cannot recall

a prison?

a...

some situation where escape is a desired option ?

...

something like that...

Grey day

bleak low buildings

muddy? broken grassless ground

grey churned frozen mud

A storm?

I look over there

a small tornado

grubby brown by the grey sheds

in the mid-distance

an old

a middle-aged man

is over there

escaping

I realize

possibly some one states this

'he's going to get away'

or such

(daylight embellishment?)

then we see - still in the distance

beyond the twister

he is confronted by 3 or 4 men

guards?

the main guy an official?

not in uniform

I don't recall if he runs away

or if he talks first

less convinced by the talking first

He runs

the main guy lifts his gun

do the others fire?

it seems likely they do

but I don't recall that

dreamjump

and I am the man on the run

and I can see the main guy holding his gun at arms reach in the distance

taking his time to aim

to kill me

am I the man on the run?

or nearby

not sure

the man on the run slows

does strange small head movements

to avoid being predictable

to avoid being shot

but

the man with the gun doesn't move

he waits -

the man on the run is about to pass behind the wall

and hence have cover

but I realise that the man with the gun has aligned it so at the point the escapee passes the wall is the point he can get a shot off

and that is getting closer and closer

and it doesn't matter how odd the escapee's head wiggles are

or how fast or slow they go

the point crossing behind the wall is the point when he'll have a clean shot

Dreamjump?

must have been

the Escapee / me???

is running down the grey open muddy street

other people are also running

fleeing

the storm is still going

as he runs along

he comes across a beaked military (?) hat

lying in the rutted muddy ground

? a prison guard?

others are using the storm to escape

even those on the oppressing side

possibly he is a spy trying to escape...

not sure...

and it goes

faded by the sunlight of forgotten

possibly moments later

possibly after a long dream

there are maps

how to escape from Russia

they confuse me

the Arctic Circle as seen from above as a rectangular map

I never knew

Malaysia was so close to Alaska?

to the Arctic Circle

America??

you just jump across

Ah

but here is another

the bottom slither of South America

and how

the bottom wedge of ?? Africa?

South America again?

touches it at right angles

between them

all yellow sandy land with a few squiggles of blue lines for water

rivers? or natural canals between seas

that beach must be huge...

and then on down to Antarctica

Not seen that before

too used to looking at it all on a globe

and then it is gone

much less clear

already mostly evaporated by the day

... living in a house...

...getting a bus...

... getting off...

being above the road

on the pavement above the route

we're not in New Zealand

America perhaps?...

London???

not sure...

I'm looking down from the greenery

onto the road below

at the bus

following

spying on?

a mature woman

possibly in a business suit

I'm on the bus

wait

possibly was looking down at the bus

after I got off...

I am on the bus

and I get off at the stop I think I should get off at

but I am wrong

I have to walk further along

I have gotten off a road too early

and so walk along the verdant grass side of the street

with trees towering around the route down the right turn I thought I should take.

I walk across the open grass - beside the road

cutting a corner to get to the next right turn

it turns out it to be a T junction

which seems odd to me

I'd swear it was a right turn where I get off.

But this is right

I walk to the right

this part of the street is crowded with houses and shops (?)

semi-residential

looks quite old London-esque

I walk down the street

dreamjump

or

memory fade

and I am inside the house with JK

or

am I inside the house climbing the stairs

and I meet JK?...

the rooms we pass seem full of stuff

books, records, all sorts of stuff

do all the rooms - or just some...

we come to a turning off the landing onto the stairs

and there are books and board games,

lots of old board games

tied together with string?

blocking the stairs

filling the stairs

I scramble over them

coming next to a stack of Tintin hardbacks

all resting spine up in my way

I try to step around them but cannot

JK comments he doesn't need to

I think it is that his longer legs means that he can step on the gaps inbetween the boxes and stuff - where as I have to walk on them...

the dream fades

was there more

I don't know

But

I WAKE.

12/13 August, the end whisp of a dream

It had been a long dream

I groggily lay there writing this in my notebook when I woke early

even now as I type it up

I am aware of how logical it all felt

a lot had happened

but i don't recall any of it now

even as I noted it

I was aware I couldn't really grasp it beyond the immediate last few moments

those hours of dream-mists had already blow off by consciousness:

Some one else comes down to the vault

marble stairs

marble vault

daylight embellishment???

he was someone from earlier in the dream

possibly in narrative terms the antagonist?

we talk

the essence is we're saying

"here help us get this out of here"

and

he is going

"No"

was he official?

army ?

medals strip on official uniform??

or not?

guy in coat???

somehow - man with power??

official??

I think

He is saying 'no' in the way - 'this is too useful for us here'

'it has potential'

it is powerful - hence keeping it here in Moscow

is useful for the Russian future

unconcerned about the danger to the people here...

I turn to him

"1oo rads, 2oo rads, 300 rads," - I keep counting

100 / second

'this is how much you're taking every moment'

we turn the corner of the stairs

"500, 550, 600, 650,"

my count changes

the stone between us will be absorbing the radiation

"this is how much radiation you taking"

"you give me that stuff, terrorism and a way to weaponize it

and I can make Moscow uninhabitable for a million years"*

(daylight entanglement

it wasn't quite said this way)

A blank look of uncomprehending terror

'That's not a thousand -

A Million.

so long your puny brain cannot comprehend it"

I pound the guy in the chest as I say this

(do I ?

or was that a daylight embellishment?)

I WAKE.

previously

I think

there was a race across Moscow ?

(the whole dream was set in russia

I think...

certain most of it was)

other people

demonstrators

were trying to stop us

we get to

the bank????

not sure

somewhere

where we are headed

large Marble glorious hall

large entrance way windows?

sunlight streaming in everywhere

central

a marble set of steps

going down into the ground

going down these

they turn a corner into

a subterranian hallway

the vault

where everything else

(here recorded)

then happens

down to the vault

it all felt like a thriller

some film

something

very undreamlike

...

* = what i mean here

is if he keeps it here in Moscow

given two other things this is a likely outcome

not that 'I' would do this

but 'I' can foresee this as what will happen

dream from some time ago (from notes)

Apologies for not posting this earlier:

there's a back garden

being kept as a zoo

here a party is going on

the Tiger is being kept

in a Summer House

(posh shack like hut)

like the one my friend's family had at the bottom of their garden when I was a child

it was on rollers and you could twirl it around

it was wood and had a large amount of windows in the front - with double doors

Lion is also kept somewhere

both are out

Bunter (my cat) is a medium sized dog (???!)

and jumps up at me seeking attention?

not afraid - but keen

or was he afraid...

not sure

hair all up on end

scared - alarmed

or intensely aware

both Lion and Tiger are out -

I'm holding one by a leash

the other I have by the scruff of their neck

did I capture one ?

was it the lion?...

trying to not let them

get into a fight each other

(may or may not happen

not a definite though)

Dreamjump

The Tiger is now back in the Summer House

Lion back in something lockable / secure

The Tiger tries to push their way out of the bottom of the old wooden door

it is slightly bendy

giving slightly

(as if rotten - rather than solid)

not sure how long this'll last

"This isn't going to hold

we need chains - something

to secure the door more -

one at the top, one at the bottom"

I'm telling

someone?

the party goers?...

what sort of party is it?

are there families? children?

it is daytime

I don't recall

I look in through the windows

inside the summer house

there's a bed

How long it'll be before the tiger realizes they can jump up on the bed

and hence up and over the top of the doors

and out

yes the Summer House doors are only so high

and there is a open gap between the top of the doors and the ceiling

then I realise that

out back of the Summer House

there is a pathetic weave fence

(that could never hold back any large beast)

about only 4 feet high!

possibly even less with the ground here rising up towards

the back of the Summer House.

'Surely the Tiger could get over this no problem!'

but around

the party people

laugh and drink outside this

Earlier - I was walking with the tiger on the leash without a problem...

Ok

and here's a bit of the notes I recall not:

Oh

when we were trying to keep the Tiger in the Summer House

under the doors

( I think around the time the Tiger was trying to get out)

little strange creatures

and little 'fake' creatures

are there for 'the ride'

what was this?

I really don't remember

did you need the little creatures as tickets

to get on the rollercoaster ride???

or were they trying to get on the back of the tiger for that ride?...

as we put the Tiger back in the Summer House

the Tiger ???

those who had come to my aid??

someone

was grabbing up handfuls of the little creatures / the fakes...

and I wake...

just one image, 31 July /1 August 09

the distant submarine

for that is what it is

is short and stubby & fat

near cartoon like

listed heavily to one side

as part of its design

I (?)

someone

sits? on the top fishing

is it stuck on mud flats?...

no

think it is just very high in the water

... there was more to this dream...

this was I think the end...

there were no more developments on this section at least

I drifted back and WAKE.

insomnia?

wake up at

6 or 5

these last few days

No Dreams

don't really notice I lay awake for a while

an hour?

before 'waking up'

feel grumpy later in the day

insomnia?

Hadn't even thought about it till now

am I having trouble with my sleep

or haven't I noticed this before...

half a dream, 17/18 july 2009

I dreamt last night

I dreamt,

I think I was

in L.A. with SH

though this might have just been dreamknowledge

rather than experienced

this is too far back

too deep in the waters of dream

did I dream this

or had it yet to solidify ?

were these just whisps

or had some events already occurred

but already broken off and drifted down

down

down

in the forgotten realms of the forgotten?

I am picked up???

driven to a party??

a meeting?...

was I with S

or was I meeting him there?

one variant

seems to be I went from my apartment

?hotel room?

to a complex where I met with S

and we were then picked up and taken somewhere else

(to the party / meeting / supper??)

was it lunchtime?

yes I think it was the day

when we were picked up

and then it was the night when we came back...

coming back

this is clearer

more recent dreamstuff

yet to be evapourated by daylight

daytime

the meeting?

there might have been people by a roof top(?)

a high up

pool

businessmen - hollywood types

sunglasses, large, in swimming trunks

talking business...

daylight embellishment?

but

what I do recall

is coming back at night

I'm being driven back in a huge bulk of a car

nearly mini-bus-sized

but still trying to pretend it was posh

I am coming back from some huge party / swanky do

lots of people and me have left

many in limos and other cars

The streets

we drive in are grimy London-like

narrow old english city

victorian arches on walls

black with ancient soot...

We come to a T-junction and turn to the right

and there on top of the traffic light

sits a long haired school girl

how odd it must be to grow up in LA I think

(did I?

or is this daylight embellishment?)

I note her

I wonder about her

what I wonder

unless it is this,

I don't recall.

She seems calm

zen calm?

no...

no, surely not.

just calm

watching the late night traffic go by

was she dressed in school uniform?

or just that young??

I don't recall...

We drive on

we turn left under a...

through...

I don't remember

is this the right way?

and then

dreamjump

and I'm walking through the conference center

a large center

(near where we got picked up at the first place)

I think I'm somehow on the outside

like this stretch is all a verandah like thing

with the main building to my left and jutting several stories above me

White

I think the building is white

This section / corridor

is a little like walking underneath the bleachers

except here they are staggered stories of flats? rooms?

I walk along and here at a corner

(left turn)

there are half a dozen or so folk

at least half staff

by some white outside style dining tables and chairs

(all of them white

something I failed to note at the time)

some of the staff are clearing up plates

the late end of supper

possibly a couple still eat

or two businessmen still chat

an older waitress is clearing the table

I still have my cocktail glass from the swanky do

in my hand

(I've had this a while

in the car etc

it has been bothering me a bit

(did I previously want to put it down?

or is that thought daylight embellishment?)

thinking about it now

I wonder why I didn't want to keep it was a souvenir

but in the dream that thought never occurred.

As I had noted before

the cocktail glass was odd

consisting of a normal top

with a design

a metal spiral band encased with the funnel of the glass

but the stem was a very thin metal coil

totally flexible

(like that one might use for a strap

on a purse)

and on

the bottom it was attached to a

wooden bar

(at its mid-point)

about the width of a pencil

smooth & cylindrical

the length that the diameter of the base should have been

with a very 'designed' notch at either end.

dreamjump?

I walk on further

and I am above (and to the right of) the parking lot / greenery / ???swimming pool area

on a roofed walkway

(still white

still 'in' the conference center area)

with occasional steps down

(akin to railway station pedestrian overpasses)

I head down the stairs

to my left

limos are taking people away from this renedezvous point

leaving

walking on foot as

limos and swanky end cars pass

in a low hedged / car parky / gardeny area

having to stand aside for cars to pass

Earlier???

I got driven here (by taxi?)

possibly S picked me up and drove me here

then we got picked up by the huge near mini-bus chauffeur driven guest collector type car

same dream??

other dream??

seemed to be a clip from

'Deja vu'*

some plain clothed inspectors (police)

looking at (presumably Denzel Washington's) apartment

stating something about him only being gone for a week

and yet it is as if he has left the apartment for six months

something about time travel

(did they say this?

or is this just dreamknowledge?)

the pot plants are now withered masses of dead branches and twigs

(as if they had grown fully and healthily

for a while and then withered

leaving dead bushes

(rather than sagging greenery))

the inspector says something about how horrible the fridge will be

before he opens the door to it

where

from our quite mid-distance perspective

(shot from the other side of the room)

it looks a bit like a freezer overgrown with ice

but we assume this is mould

and there is some

talk / thought / thing

about mould growing over mould

that what we are looking at is the end habitat of 6 months of shifting ecology

whole organisms have come and gone before the door was opened

sometime

around here?

I'm pretty sure there are no memories of the swanky do to be found

I WAKE.

but I wonder

if the dream had been allowed to grow for longer

would the strands have come together?

would I have found I would be the person missing from the apartment?

and the meeting / party / soiree

which seemed to be a day and an evening

have stolen 6 months?...

(very traditional folklore faerie-esque)

*= a 2006 thriller / time travel movie

set in contemporary times - with a time travel device that allows our protagonists to see back in time by somewhere between 4 days and 12 hours

starring Denzel Washington, directed by Tony Scott,

written by Bill Marisilii & Terru Rossio

not a dream

I wake up

and the radio is talking about Freud's 'On the interpretation of dreams'.

the painters have arrived

stomp stomp

over the roof

stomp stomp stomp

I look at the cat.

And I think are dreams like this?

The cat has their life

something defined, somethings not,

if I howl* at them for long enough they'll feed me after the sunsets

(not Note at 6pm which is what we humans thinks happen)

and then there are these moments

strangers come to the house

strangers who the cat has never seen, heard, smelt before

and they start to water-blast the skin off the house

what does the cat think of this?

is

this not like understanding a dream to the cat?

the cat doesn't understand the phonecall I made to the painters

the cat doesn't know I knew they were coming

(still, I shudder awake at nine when I have been woken a second time**

by the arrival of the painters - I was up till 3am last night)

(I must get up - I must work

but first my dreamlife & my not so dreamlife...)

But the cat sees I don't jump up

I'm not shocked or surprised

I head to the doorway

and sing / call / meow - (however the cat perceives it)

to these unknown people

who smell of chemicals no doubt

who the cat doesn't know

who aren't from around here

but then I hide inside and they blast the outside of the house.

to the cat

isn't their perception like mine with a dream

not understanding the greater details

the moments of human clan dealings

make no sense

or at least

a surreal dreamlike logic...

the cat disappears into the cold winter outside world.

the cat's waking world.

* = the cat definitely howls

(I suspect it tries to wail like a baby since twice upon a times it has lived with families with small newly borns to the age of 2)

** =the cat alarm clock works (intermittently) at a 7am feed me ring

12/13 July 2009 from notes

can I even recall this dream...

the notes say:

chatting to girl

after she fought in the street

appearance of tree

trying to cross

... crossing street

walking around 'american street'

motel about to be run by 'E'

gangsters debate - just be straight

it is a shitty motel

seeing you dad cowtow to that guy

young gangster guy fire fight kills robbers

ygg being told to break fingers? due to lack of tatooist to tatoo to proove he is worth of being old gangsters son

needing alchohlo

but they are backwards

from the moment of waking

the first thing that is remembered is the last thing that happened

Talk to a girl in the street.

she wasn't very tall

she was cute

we chatted and walked down the street together...

...before that

I had been walking up (?) and down the street

I had come to the dead end of the street - slight down hill from the very long

American

street

wide street

suburban - no, urban

respectable urban

there was a crossing

a pedestrian crossing

(was there?)

there was an intersection and people were crossing

(were there any people??

is this daylight embellishment??)

I was going to cross the street

and two

at least two people in front of me were as well

as they crossed the lights must have changed and cars came

some made it across

did they exist?

but two girls were caught crossing the street

one was caught half way and had to run to the middle

so did the other

or did she come all the way back to the pavement?

Anyway

in the middle there was now a tree

that wasn't there a moment ago

I did not notice this in my dream

but now I note - this appeared out of nowhere

around the time it appeared

I was POVing as one of the girls /

as myself in the middle of the road

one of the girls

(the further along)

cute small one

had a bike against the tree

daylight embellishment?

with really tall handle bars

and then

I think she was fighting the slightly fatter other one

over the bike???

really not sure

...

It has been so long I'll post this now

and I'll post more of this later.

a slither 8/9 July 09

already this fades

I wake early

the full moon still peers between the clouds

blessing the coming day

I had half a daydream half a dream

a thin whisp

but what was it...

with someone

(damn, who was it...

this wasn't some vague indistinct dream figure

this was a definite person...)

driving around the hillside roads

of Wellington

we stop

they? he gets out

or was it me

we stop

beside a wooden walkway

steps

that lead up the hillside

the steep slope

to a good

five feet?

off the ground

where a landing stage

juts out from the hillside

landing stage?...

more a staircase landing

a wooden

landing

but it is battered

ramshackle

broken

possibly there used to be steps down to the road

but have been knocked away

or possibly they have been 'washed' away

and the wooden supports have corroded.

I get out from the car

and onto the landing

without

touching the ground

I AWAKE.

was I really asleep?

I need more sleep

I look tired all the time at the moment.