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Ghoulash

Sunday, May 25 2003

This is one of the more horrible nightmares that I've had in a long time, although not for content, simply emtion. Russell (yes, my boyfriend)'s surrogate father was monsterous thing, something like King Kong mated with Godzilla and mized in with a little bit of Attila the hun. His minions were a gaggle of horrendously ugly beasts, and his throne room had been built over a pit of corpses. Throughout the dream, the creature's wife (who looked a bit like my mother as a large lizard)

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Death in Ice Cream Sauce

Thursday, May 22 2003

I dreamt of a multitude of hearts, some of which were incased in the breast of an old friend, who kept her deceased rats in her ribcage, like a graveyard of bone. One could sometimes hear the tiny beats, dying, yet never gone, and her own three hearts hammered erratically. In another portion of the dream, my love and I ate vanilla ice cream, with thick, red-purple sauce that always seemed to get into our hair. We ate with soup spoons and slurped at the sauce in favour of the ice c

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Small Dead Worlds of Pavement and Time

Wednesday, May 14 2003

More of my Russell dreams, but aren't they all that way? This time, we had narrowly escaped annihilation in a massive world war-- my lover and I, as well as a group of ragtag survivors, were attempting to journey up the mountainside to...Gehenna? Paradisio? A seven-eleven? I don't know; I really don't. Most of our band were a lazy, sullen bunch, and someone was having trouble carrying their duck (which was the size of a Volkswagen) along with us. Someone had a map, but it was th

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Snowstorms in July

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Wednesday, May 7 2003

In our kitchen, my mother, father, and several elderly women in floral dresses with gathered about, accompanied by my boyfriend's father. Everyone was discussing something different, my father was doing crude things, and I was attempting to lighten the situation with witticisms, which were nearly completely ignored. Being rather used to be considered witty and interesting, I found this quite vexing, so when everyone wandered outside to gaze into the branches of the black walnut tree, I

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all the world's a stage

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Tuesday, May 6 2003

Although there were many layers involved here (in one of which, I was a travelling paper salesman, and another in which an old elementry school teacher sent me a used birthday card and a letter full of time portals), the most vivid one and the most complete recall is this. Backstage was a maze of wires and panelling, and a boy walked amoung the small hallways, raising partitions from the floor, where lines of wood marked them. Here and there were doors, but he blocked many of them--

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Stairs

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Sunday, May 4 2003

I can't quite remember my dream last night. A pity, because it was intensely intriguing-- and horrible. As a matter of fact, it was one of the worst nightmares I'd had in a long time. Yet I can really describe it now; though it was vivid at the time. The main theme involved a great deal of fleeing from something in a huge, multilevel building, something dark and damp that stalked me with a alarming proficiency, slowly, not quickly, up every flight of stairs and around corners. Som

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Perhaps it -was- lucid...

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Sunday, April 27 2003

I dreamt of Him last night, which was wonderful. I could smell his hair and the fading sunlight-warmth on his cotton shirt; I could hear him laughing and taste his skin when I kissed him. Again, when I fell asleep, I was frightened and immobilized, and I was thinking of him, as it comforts me...so it's likely that I inspired this one this time. It was incredibly comforting, though, thinking that I was in his arms again. And I don't think that anything else happened. The rest of th

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Silence

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Saturday, April 26 2003

It wasn't really a dream in terms of specific imagery, but I was unconscious and aware of so being, so I suppose that it fits here. I often find myself paralized when waking up or falling asleep (as a chronic insomniac, this is nothing abnormal). This was the case last night. The dark seemed multipled, seeded over me so that I was entombed in the shadows. For what seemed to be many hours, this continued; silence; stillness; dark. It was a little cold. At the very end, I saw my

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Age

Wednesday, April 23 2003

This time, I don't recall many of the details. I'm an insomniac, and I sleep in increments of 4 to 18 hours every two to three days, so when I do dream, they tend to follow periods of mild hallucinations and are often chasms of mismatched sensations....they are very vivid, very deep, and often disturbing, even though I wouldn't term them all 'nightmares'. In this dream, I was visiting a dank, underground chamber that was lined with clanking pipes and mineral growths of foul white and

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