Clay Dog come to Life and fragments

Date of dream: Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:

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1.) I dreamt that a small clay figurine I made began to move, and then came to life of its own accord. It grew bigger and bigger then grew fur and spots. It turned into a very pretty sort of dog like animal, but it was brown with lots of white spots in regular locations, so it was not like any dog I have ever seen. For some reason I was pretty horrified of the animal. There was also something in this dream about other figurines. They seemed to be made of jello, but stayed in one piece. I got the impression that they were haunted somehow.

2.) I have a note in my note book that I keep by my bedside, but all I wrote in it was "haunted blanket" and I forget he dream.

3.) I am walking in a very dark woods with some one else, a man, I think, and I am carrying a pair of gloves to deliver them to someone in the woods. I think the person I am bringing the gloves to is some sort of nature conservation person. I thought the woods looked pretty creep.

Additional Comments:

I had actually forgotten all my dreams from this day, and also forgot that I took some notes in the morning. I suddenly remembered the dream about the clay dog coming to life when I woke up from a dream last night (this of day of Nov. 22.)
Keywords
dog
clay
animated
gloves
blanket

Dog Pissing on my Blanket

Date of dream: Friday, November 03, 2006

Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:

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For some reason I am living on a roof top, or somethign with no roof, and right next to me is the start of someone else's "House". My bedroom seemed to but right up against their living room. There was a man living there with his pet dog. I already knew this was not going to work out okay. No sooner had I thought that when the dog walked up to my bed, lifted its leg and pissed on my blanket. I was very unhappy, but I also didn't feel there was anything I could do about. I scooped up the blanket to take it dowstairs to wash it in a very small laundry room. I wondered where else the dog would pee while I was doing that. Without any walls seperating our homes, what was to stop the animal from pissing all over everything. Dogs did not respect imginary bodaries.

So I put the blanket in the washing machine and join a group of people who were sitting in a sort of stuffy room to wait for the blanket to be washed. At some point I also put it in the drier, but I don't actually remember doing it. When I went to check on the blanket, to see if it was dry yet, someone had taken it out of the drier and left it draped across a bush, and to make it worse, it was starting to rain. Luckily it was only a light drizzle still, so the blanket was hardly even damp. I scooped it up and ran back inside with it.







Additional Comments:

I did not think about how anything would stay dry without a roof. I think this dream has something to do with the blurring of boundaries. I feel that I am on the threshold of some sort, between this ordinary perception of day to day life and the world of the mysterious (dream world, spritual world). I figuring that dogs mark their territory with their urine, and since the dog is coming in and out of and pissing all over what is supposed to be two different territories represents my own casual vacilating between the two worlds. Now I don't consider this disrepectful of me, and I wonder if some other entities feel that I am like a dog pissing all over their blankets (as it were). But then I do manage to wash it, and it then gets rained on, even though there is no serious harm done. I am not sure how the symbolism works itself out in the end, but in my dream I felt rather annoyed. Perhaps, then, it is someone else on the "other side" for lack of a better term, who is making a nuciance of himself.
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dog
piss
blanket

The Secret Life of Cartoons (Invader Zim)

Date of dream: Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:

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(background info. Before going to bed I watched a practical marathon of the animated cartoon called Invader Zim, which I got on loan from a friend who recommended it. For those of you who do not know the basic premise in a nutshell is a race of aliens is poised to take over the universe and sends out several of its minons to take over and conqure planets. Zim is one of the aliens the higher up aliens just want to get rid of, so they send him off on a dubious "secret" mission and equipt him with a mad idiot robot companion to an unnamed planet naturally to be discovered as our earth, populated exclusively by lots of other mad idiots or psychopaths. Lots of silliness ensues.) As amusing and silly the cartoon is, my dream was anything but funny, it was pretty terrifing.

This was a very early dream. I think it starts off in my bedroom. For whatever reason I am the title character of the cartoon. I don't notice that this isn't right at all. There is a scary woman around, although she did not resemble the snake-like teacher from the cartoon (whose special sound bite is the creepy dry singing of cicadas) this is who is represented. (don't know how I know that). She had just been in the room and said something with an angry scowling face. I am fairly worried about her, she seems violent. I forget why she's so mad, but she walks down stairs and I hear her angrily screaming at someone else, complaining about me. She's speaking in German, I forget now what she said, but from my crappy notes I hear something about "breathing" Whatever it is she said I feel pretty scared, and the need to get away fast. I grab what I have time to grab, which is a pillow and a ratty blanket. I think that I really need more than this, but I feel that any second this dangerous lunatic is going to come upstairs and shoot me or something. I was not inclined to stick around to test her mood. Out the window there is a small sort of space ship. It's very typically shaped like a saucer with a clear dome top that opens and closes. I drop in the blanket and pillow and drop down into myself. I fly off away in the tiny ship not sure where I should go next.

There is a lot more to the dream than that, but I didn't take good enough notes. When I woke up from the dream it seemed so clear and realistic that I was sure there was no way I was going to forget it, but alas I have forgotten much of it. I actually thought about not writing down the few notes I did write, but I barely recall that part of the dream, either. I do remember thinking that I had awakened and dreamt that I was writting down the dream. I think it's because of that that I remember some of the dream. I also remember that when I thought I was writing the dream down I felt like the air around me was heavy and liquid, like I was writing in a huge block of jell-o. I think during that time I became aware I was dreaming.

Additional Comments:

Even though the elements of this dream are very silly, I actually feel this dream was very important. I am not sure why the cartoon influenced my dreaming mind. I think that pretty much all the characters in the cartoon are fairly crazy has something to do with a past life scenerio, maybe a past life were there were no normal emotions, and everything was mad in one way or another. This would be the second dream I had recently with what sounded like a very angry sounding woman speaking in German somewhere away from me.
Keywords
Zim
German
blanket
pillow