Weired Dream Before The Storm

Thursday, January 4th, 2018 —> -13˚C / +9˚F & very grey @ 7:18 am in Atlantic Canada —> More Like -7˚C @11:30 am – according to one source – and +24˚F according to another —> with anything from 15 cm / approximately 6 inches —> to 45 cm / a foot and a half – of snow & high winds —> forecast for this afternoon and/or the next 24 hours. —> They’re calling it a ‘Weather Bomb’ & a “Nor’Easter” —> New Brunswick Power is calling in emergency teams to be ready in case a lot of power outages hit the fan. —

Dalai Lama Quote on Positive thinking.
– This is a retweet of something posted by @noveliciouss – of a Dalai Lama Quote: “Just one small positive thought in the morning can change your whole day.” – 🙂

— Okay, so with a major dump of snow and high winds forecast – I fell asleep listening to the bubbling of a Fibre Optics ‘cable’ station that shows an aquarium with tropical fish swimming around ’24/7′ Which might almost explain part of this weird dream or mildly interrupted series of dreams.

— One odd thing, is part of this was in black and white. I almost never dream in black and white. This is the only example of a black and white portion of a dream that I can think of.

— Before I went to sleep I also tried to put out the intention that ‘the Universe’ send me inspiration for a few things that have me stumped as to what the novel I’m trying to get into a decent form by the end of this month needs most.

—> Sigh. It began with disjointed clips of small black and white images. An underwater diver in a diving suit that made him look like a mouse seemed to be trapped, held down by a chain on a flat, even bottom of some kind of underwater environment. A woman in a lab coat was posing with a lit cigarette, looking like a poster child for “Mean girls grow up to be mean women”.

— A slightly larger – and washed out, but not quite black and white – image of a man and a woman, who looked like they were desperately in love – but were separated from each other by a thick wall of shatter-proof glass. I knew it was shatterproof because they tried hard to break it and then kind of gasped at each other and looked like they tried to press themselves together through the glass as tears went down both parties’ cheeks.

— There was a series of vignettes of people of all ages doing very mundane things, separately or together.

— There were scenes of what looked like college aged men and women sitting in chairs with VR gear / masks on their faces – and their arms and legs clamped down ‘so they couldn’t accidentally hurt themselves’.

— And there was a hospital room with a series of refrigerators full of human organs, and a beating heart hooked up to clear plastic tubes through which blood was flowing both ways, in and out of the heart.

— I almost woke up at this point, but I saw the diver again like I was swimming down to him. Then I moved back enough so somebody else in a skin-diving wet suit and aqualung, face mask and flippers – swam in and began trying to untangle the diver from the chain , but discovered that the diver – who looked like he was wearing something like Medieval armor with a face-plate that gave him a pointed cone like nose that made him look like a mouse – had an oxygen hose that went down under the sand (that looked more like pebbles, like pea sized gravel) and the skin diver tried to dig down to get that air hose free.

— Then something like an angel appeared and touched them both, and in a flash – they were out of the water and in a room somewhere – a large room that looked like it had concrete walls and a concrete floor and I couldn’t see the ceiling. The skin diver began trying to pull the rusty chains away from the other diver and the diver in the mouse suit pulled a gun from somewhere and shot the skin diver. Then he pulled off his helmet and looked around, angry, looking for the angel, looking like a trained killer with his automatic pistol in front of him, pointed at wherever he looked, like he wanted to find that angel and kill it.

— And then I saw that mean woman in the white lab coat supervising an operation in which several surgeons were harvesting organs from a living donor who was wired into the VR gear and held immobile with his arms and legs firmly clamped to the chair. They could watch the VR experience this guy was having on a wide wrap around monitor screen behind him and up, over his head. The mean woman got a signal from one of the surgeons as several of them removed a beating heart and then others moved in to harvest the lungs. And then the surgeon who was signalling nodded and gave her the thumbs up (through a thick window) and the mean woman walked to a series of monitors and threw a switch that turned off all life support. Beeping warnings went off, the man in the VR gear began thrashing and trying to kick and then gave up and all the monitors flat lined. The mean woman smiled.

— I fought against waking up at that point, I did not want that dream to end that way. I opened my eyes at 4:15 am and felt like crying, realized I still had 45 minutes before I wanted to wake up to start doing my yoga exercises at 5 am. I felt dis-heartened, I didn’t want to dream anything like that, ever.

— but then I began to see small black and white squares in the darkened universe in front of me with my eyes closed – staring at nothing, and when I looked more closely I saw that guy in the mouse suit and I saw the ‘angel’ come up behind him and clasp his hands on the sides of the ‘mouse’-like helmet and transport the diver to a smallish room with a sand coloured floor, again, the floor looked more like small pebbles than sand, and the mouse-helmeted guy reached for his gun and the angel touched the gun and disappeared with it. That mouse-helmeted guy took his helmet off and looked around, walked around until he bumped into thick glass walls and then walked around with his hand against one wall, left footprints behind himself just deep enough to assure himself that he could find his way back – It became obvious to this guy that he was in a maze and there were incredibly huge sharks swimming around on the other side of the glass, some of them swam at him like they were about to attack and seemed shocked when they hit the wall on their side. At one point the guy that had been wearing the mouse helmet saw beyond what he had come to believe was a huge aquarium, to another dry floored room maybe twenty meters away. That room was lit up a lot brighter than the murky room the guy who had been wearing that mouse helmet was in. He watched several ‘test subjects’ attempt to wake up other test subjects and frantically tell them they were in danger and should get out of there. Some test subjects were so groggy they couldn’t understand what was going on, others gave their would be rescuers the finger and grabbed their gear and went back in to whatever simulated reality they had been enjoying. — One of the test subjects acted like he was stunned, a bit groggy, but thankful for being rescued, then pulled a gun from beside his chair and shot all the freed test subjects he could. Then the angel got that guy and transported him without his gun somewhere else and the couple of test subjects that had successfully played dead or hid themselves got up, grabbed the gun and tried to help any of their friends who weren’t dead.

— The guy who had been wearing the mouse helmet found an axe and picked it up. He continued walking along that wall through twists and turns and found the guy who had shot the would-be escapees, showed him the axe and the other guy nodded and followed the guy with the axe, found a sledge hammer in a murky sand coloured gravel floored room, picked it up and continued to follow the  first guy. They found the mean woman – who looked very disheveled and disoriented – lying in the gravel with her tight skirt and stiletto heals. They helped her up and she glared at them like she wanted to kill them for  seeing her when she wasn’t in total control of everything that was happening. The three of them walked on until they hit a dead end. The mean woman growled, “You idiots are useless,” took the sledge hammer from the second guy and started slamming against the glass. The guy with the axe took a couple swings, the mean woman nodded approvingly, handed the sledge hammer to the second guy and gestured with a sneer on her face, indicated the glass wall and stepped back – watched the two guys try to smash the glass and searched herself for cigarettes then sighed in frustration, cajoled the two men to try harder until they cracked the glass and swung harder and broke the glass and were deluged by tons of incoming water, swirled around, and gulped the last bits of air they could and held their breath as they were swept out into a huge aquarium and began to kick and try to swim upward toward what they  hoped was the surface of the water. But a school of huge sharks came along and the quickest sharks got themselves a tiny between-meal snack.

— Schnarr!

— I still do not want to experience another dream like that, even though I knew it was a dream for more than half of it.

— Shudder!

~~~~~ Jim


I Dreamed a High School Classmate was Blackmailed into being a Hit-Woman –

Tuesday, December 26th, 2017 —>  -14˚C / +7˚F, Dark and Clear @ 9:36 pm in Atlantic Canada on Boxing Day ( a Holiday up here ) —

Dog. wth his arm around a cat, snoozing with Holiday lights in the background.
– This has nothing to do with my dream, but cats and dogs sleeping together? That’s somebody’s dream of Harmony. –

— I dreamed one of the women I went to high school with told me she’d been blackmailed into killing people for what she called gangsters –

— One of the strange things about this dream, is that she was somebody I didn’t have much to do with in high school and only saw to talk to once since.

— hmmm?

~~~~~ Jim

Lost Pieces of a Car at somebody’s wedding?

Monday, May 22nd, 2017 —>  15˚C / 59˚F —> Grey & looking like it wants to rain @ 10:38 am in Atlantic Canada —>  It’s Victoria Day —

— Dream: —>

— I was at work. It looked more like my Trucking Company job from the early 70’s than anything since then. One of the guys I was working with was somebody I knew in the eighties when I was working at the Post Office. —> The supervisors sent me and this guy about 20 miles away for something. I had my father’s old 1951 grey Dodge & drove us both to where we had to go – looked like another kind of job site altogether – we got a tour of the place and then I had to go pick something up – My friend got to work and I drove away to pick up the ‘whatever’ – I was on the highway in the rain and the car overheated. I got off the highway and waited, then started up and shifted into drive when the car cooled down. I drove a bit, but the car wasn’t performing, it had slowed down to ‘ridiculous’ – I tried to pull over and ended up driving into an area where I couldn’t go anywhere, but down a steep, nearly un- navigable series of hills and then stopped at the edge of somebody’s property. I looked around and at that property dozens of people were getting ready for a wedding to be celebrated in their garden. I asked a couple guys to help me get the car out of their way. The guys picked up the shell of the car without the wheels, undercarriage or engine and carried it into a barn with the shells of dozens of other cars, all piled ‘willy-nilly’. Somebody had pulled the wiring harness and reduced it to a long rubber coated cable with loads of white plastic square connectors. I watched them take that somewhere and looked around for the rest of the car. I couldn’t find any part of the car anywhere while I was walking around in the middle of bride’s maids who seemed to have become familiar enough with my presence so it didn’t bother them at all that I was there. —> Somehow or other, my friend from work arrived there and looked at me like he was sorry for me, but wanted to make like he didn’t know me, because that would have been too embarrassing in front of all the dressed up, good-looking women at the wedding. —> I kept looking for my car, ended up walking around the house on top of bushes and around a dog that I hoped wouldn’t get territorial and want to bite me. I made it to the front of the house and seemed to be locked out and totally ignored by everybody inside.

— Weird — ,

~~~~~ Jim

Video Games and Dreaming my family had to move?

Wednesday, May 17th, 2017  —> with a vague hint of light on the horizon to the east @ 4:28 am  —

— Dreams:

—> Earlier:

— I was working on building roads in a video game world. It was taking me much longer than usual to get those roads ‘created’ / designed / whatever —> Then all the roads began to move closer together, forming a very tight grid, like I was either compressing everything or panning back / up and away —> I Iaughed and wondered if my invisible virtual road building nanobots had gone on strike.

—> Later:

— My family, Mom & a couple sisters & me —>  were moving into a new house- We still had most of our stuff in boxes. I had chosen a room that had an “L” shaped alcove and I was in that alcove concentrating on trying to figure which direction was east because I wanted to set my home-made desk up so I would be facing east in there and I was thinking that was a really good space to write in and I thought I could quickly finish writing the novel I was working on as a teenager —> As I was visualizing where I would move the desk, Mom came upstairs and said, “We lost the house. We have to pack up and move again.” I gasped and said, “How can that be?” –> and sat there wondering what would we pack our stuff into and where could we go?

~~~~~ Jim

Thursday – October 27th, 2016 –

Thursday, October 27th, 2016 — 3°C / 37°F with bright sun and cool air in Atlantic Canada @ 10:44 am — WPKN’s personality and host of ‘Sometimes Classical’ – Richard Epstein has a birthday today —

Peace Tower.
Yoko Ono’s ‘Imagine Peace Tower’ dedicated to the memory of John Lennon. This was tweeted ten days ago on the 17th.

— Couple of dreams this morning.

— One – I woke up hearing a woman’s voice tell me, “I’m with your mother-” I didn’t recognize the voice. ( Mom died last April – I haven’t seen her in any dreams yet. I get the impression that I can feel her presence quite a bit – )

— Two – I was a student in some kind of training program, I thought I recognized several other students there from my past – Women from my class in school that I didn’t believe would want to have much to do with me – There were both women and guys in this group and I thought we were learning something to do with producing video and audio programs for broadcast. I think we were in a ‘break’ room where there were chairs and couches at all different heights – some raised seat things at a height you might expect at a sports bar/restaurant (?) some at normal height, sofas and ‘love seats’ closer to the floor. Some of these seats had their cushions removed, I didn’t see the cushions anywhere – but some of the seats just had something like a steel criss-crossed grid to hold cushions and no cushions. I came back into this room after having some kind of interview with the teachers and/or administrators of this course. I asked several teachers or administrators where their headquarters was, expecting that it would be in New York City, and had to ask at least three times to get an answer I could understand, that answer was “In this city, on South street.” I repeated, ‘South Street?’ and they nodded, affirmatively.

— Getting back into the break room, I had several people congratulating me for something. Asking me if I won. I wasn’t sure what they were referring to, but when one young woman in the class was talking about her project I was thinking I could certainly help her with recording the audio tracks and help her get that as professional sounding as possible.

— Then someone, a guy, who I thought was one of the most important people in the organization was smiling and shaking my hand. He told me he was pretty sure I won the Audi. { I haven’t paid attention to Audi automobiles in the past dozen years, and maybe not so much before that – This was a complete surprise to me. I was thinking of Cathi’s and my recent issues with vehicles and only managed to say, “That would be nice-” }

— And then I woke up with the cat harrassing me because it was time for the pets morning feeding, & of course the cat wanted his treats first.

— Umm — ? —

~~~~~ Jim

Thursday, October 6th, 2016

Thursday, October 6th, 2016 — 23°C / 74°F — Sunny & Pleasant in Atlantic Canada @ 4:19 pm — Bill Pellenz’s birthday.

Yogananda Quote
– “Be a smile millionaire -” – give away smiles like they’re going out of style? – And not because you’re about to eat all those fish behind you? – Very nice quote, which has nothing to do with any dreams last night or this morning- But dolphins and underwater are cool dreamlike images. –

— Yeah – Yesterday, last night and this morning were so weird I’ll have to check with somebody’s blog to read up on weird atmospheric snarr that might be hitting us here on Earth.

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— Earlier:

— I got up around 5:45 am – couldn’t sleep – made a cup of coffee and forgot it in the microwave – turned the television on to get the daily forecast etc. and couldn’t see anything in the dark to know whether I had to scrape the frost off Cathi’s windshield or not – She’s got a test today to see if she can qualify for a promotion/higher paying job where she works, or maybe even transfer to a more amazing place in New Brunswick, like St Andrews? — Shhh! Don’t tell the pets, they might not get over another move – Anyway, I sat down, waiting for the weather stuff and fell asleep, woke up at slightly after 7:00 am, got up from the chair, told the coffee maker to start working, went to the washroom, didn’t quite die of fright when I saw the guy on the other side of the mirror –

— I went back to the chair with a nice thick blanket to protect me from the cat, who did come along and climb onto my lap. 25 pound ‘Moe’ – working on trying to be a 30 pound cat, nestled in and purred as long as I kept patting him or rubbing his cheek bones- I fell asleep and had some intense and quick dreams.

— Aware of the weight in my arms as I fell asleep cradling Moe – I dreamed I was carrying a human baby around – the baby had a plastic extension where part of his pinky finger had been amputated, or was somehow missing. It looked like a piece of macaroni. Somebody – a female voice – told me, “I almost picked him up myself, but with all the amputations and other problems in his system, I got thoroughly ‘creeped out’. — Then I dreamed I saw a guy who was preparing a Hallowe’en costume, who was wrapping his arm in a sheet of plastic that was painted red to look bloody, while he would be carrying a plastic meat cleaver in his other hand. When I looked at him closely, I got a ‘something’s wrong with this’ feeling, and asked him, “Do you really want to harm yourself?” he looked serious, shrugged and nodded. I asked, “Is this serious? How serious are you?” He looked like he was in spiritual pain as he winced and said, “very serious-” — I asked, “What can I do? – Should I take you right to the hospital and get you some help?” — And that’s when I woke up with Moe deciding it was time to scramble off me and go find trouble to get into somewhere else. This was about 19 minutes after 7 am. I felt weak and dazed and got up and stumbled down the hall to see if Cathi was going to get up on time or had she fallen back to sleep? – She was getting up and I blurted out some of the details of my creepy dreams.

— In Real Life: The dog wanted out, The cat wanted treats. I dealt with both of them and shortly after Cathi went outside I managed to close the bedroom door and climb back into bed and became quickly comatose.

— More Real Life: I woke up at about 11:11 am and went, “Yipes! I almost forgot to feed the pets.” The pets were relieved and let me know they weren’t impressed.

— I managed to get back into the bedroom, close the door and fell safely into a deep sleep.

—***  Back in the very busy dream stream today: ***

— I connected with multiple dream streams, here are some details from the last few:

— I was showing a group of women friends around a city I thought might be New Haven, Connecticut. – One of them, my friend in this current life, who lives with her spouse in Vermont, stayed for the night in my apartment’s spare room.

— I was showing the whole group of Lyn and her friends how the the audio and audio-video recording and editing equipment and software worked.

— Then I was communicating with another woman, remotely, who was developing an upgrade to the Audio-Video editing software- She was able to connect with my computer and could see how I arranged everything in the program’s windows as she talked me through setting everything up in her beta test version. She asked me where I liked to keep the video streaming window and how I liked to set up the various streams below that, which colours the streams should be so the most important caught and held my attention the best. She also noted that I like to keep all this, the  video window and the tracking graphs for video levels and various sound channels – on the left in one large related panel with a vertical window on the right with all the various controls as closely related to the channels they were controlling as possible. She said she appreciated my efforts because she didn’t get much of a chance to know what her end users wanted and appreciated the most –

— I went to dinner with my friend Lyn and several of her friends, we went to a restaurant with a second story open air balcony, overlooking a nice suburban area with lots of trees and gardens and interesting lines of curving roads and hills and streams-

— Lyn’s friends went their separate ways and she came ‘home’ with me, we paused to look at the river across the street from my apartment building, which had once been a movie theatre – the river had long ago carved a pretty deep gorge out of solid rock -the river’s surface was probably fifty to seventy five feet down inside the gorge, which had interestingly carved and sculpted features- but at that time of day, the sun was reflecting on the surface of the river so brightly we were nearly blinded.

— Next morning, Lyn’s up and getting ready to go back to her home – looking for things to pack and trying to make sure she’s got everything. — I picked up a soft brown fleece jacket  with sections made to look like a vest over a sweatshirt, with slightly different, but complimentary shades of brown – the vest part was lighter than the darker, almost rust coloured sections of the jacket. The jacket had a hood which was lighter than the dark part, but half a shade darker than the vest? – I asked her if that jacket was hers. She thanked me – said it was almost identical to a favourite jacket of hers that she lost somewhere, and she was afraid she’d left this replacement jacket somewhere in our various travels the day before. I said, nope- I found it on the back of a chair in the kitchen, and I knew it was yours because of the patterns on the shoulders – which looked like an abstract arrangement of subtle flowers with most of the colours in the brown area with hints of orange and yellow and more subtle hints of red.

— We went outside and there were a lot of people staring at the river across the street, including a lot of grade school aged children, mostly boys. The sky was very grey, it was windy, the river had risen  almost to the top of the gorge and was raging, some water was splashing up onto a ledge that might have been five feet from the nearly flat top of the rock out there, on the other side of the highway. I turned to Lyn and said, “We better get out of here-” She nodded.

— On our way back to my apartment, which was the last door on the right of that building, one of the young boys pointed to the next door to the left of mine and said, “That looks like it used to be a ticket window.” A woman who was probably in her forties or fifties, opened that door, said, “Yes it was, this building used to be a movie theatre.” And I smiled and said, “And my door used to lead to the owner’s office-“

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— When I woke up I felt disoriented and so strange that I thought I better check with Starfire Tor’s pages and see if she’s told us anything about weird solar storms and/or geo-magnetic storms on earth creating weird dreams and stuff like that lately.

— Um – shrug? ( I shrugged- )

~~~~~ Jim

Splitting Headache Before Weird Dreams About Open Doors And Strange Things About Pets

Thursday, September 29th, 2016 — 11°C / 51°F — Sunny & Cool in Atlantic Canada @ 10:45 am —

Stonehenge at night.
— Stonehenge At Night – Seems like a fitting image for a Dream Journal Entry —

— I woke up at something like 3:45 am with a wicked headache. Could have been a combination of allergies and sleeping with my neck in a wrong position-?

— So I stumbled around with one eye half open and made a cup of instant coffee – hoping the caffeine would do the trick & went and sat back in the recliner in the living room.

— Woke up a little later with the same degree of ‘wicked’ headache, got up, ate something, took two aspirin and another cup of coffee.

— That appears to have worked. I was able to get up and start the coffee so the love of my life would have one less arduous task to get herself together and out the door on time. But then I sat back down and conked out. I think I heard her going out the porch door.

Very blue river.
— & I’m thinkin’ – these colours from this angle also looks quite dreamlike. The photographer is German, I’m guessing this might be somewhere in Germany. —

***** Dreams :

— I dreamt we replaced our outside east facing door with a more solid door that was half an inch too narrow and tried to compensate by adding a second door – a bifold door with windows – inside the one that didn’t quite close right. — The door blew open a couple times, I gave up and { inside the dream – } tried to get some sleep.

— I turned around and saw a blur on the floor, a weird green cartoon of a dog formed around the blur and looked like a caricature of a dead dog – When I got to look through the green thing, I saw a small dog who was quite lively and not dead. I also saw a cat I was sure was Domino – our dearly departed Bengal Cat – but a bit smaller and maybe younger than Domino when we knew him. I think a couple more smallish animals had gotten into the house while the doors had been open.

— Sigh –, I really miss that cat.


— There were two women I thought I recognized, one of them being long time family friend, Diane P. Torres – who’s got a birthday coming up in about 23 days 🙂 – And while they were busy doing something – I’m not exactly sure what they were doing – I realized I had a celebrity guest who came into the room with the three of us. It was a large room, reminded me of a library in a mansion (?) I’m not sure exactly what I was doing either, but I was slightly south-east of the center of the room and the women were in the north-west, and the celebrity guest came in from farther east and slightly north of me. I thought I should introduce the women to the guest and as I began to do so, realized that the woman I thought was Diane was someone else, so halfway through my introduction speech, I panicked and forgot everybody’s names, I asked the woman who wasn’t Diane, “How formally should I introduce you, tell him you are Miss Chapin?” and then thankfully woke up before I died of embarrassment.

— When I woke up from that is when I realized I had that wicked splitting headache.

Dreamy Banff
— And — another dreamy lookin’ place, Banff, Alberta —


— sigh –,

~~~~~ Jim