Holland (Two and a Half Men)

Date of dream: Monday, November 29, 2010

Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:     Rating:
Lucid Intent? No    

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I am driving in my car down hwy 82. I stop at the red light at the intersection on Hwy 82 and truck route. My car goes dead at the red light. I get out and start walking to a gas station to get help. There is a lot of traffic and I am afraid that someone will run into my car. I cant find anyone to help so I start walking back to my car and I see a black guy at my car with the passenger door open and he is getting stuff out. I tell him to get the hell out of my car. He is a young guy, about 20 to 25 years old. He is wearing a white hoodie. I ask him what he took. He tries to lie but I see he has some of my stuff. We start to fight. I am amazed at how easily I am handling him.. I have been out of martial arts for years but it is like it has all come back to me and my body is in real good shape. I get my stuff back from him. The scene changes and I am in a car on Hancock road. Holland Taylor (the mom on two and a half men) is driving. My wife is on the other side and I am in the middle.. In the dream Holland is a real estate agent just like on the show.. At one point she farts while we are riding down the road. I cant beleive it. I look at my wife like what the hell is this woman doing?? Holland looks at me and says " cant turn off the fart machine". We end up at my parents house, I am not clear if Holland is suppose to be helping my parents sell the house or what. There is some repair work going on at the house. My parents are in bed asleep. Holland starts making out with one of the repairmen.. This gets really werid here becasue I walk outside and it is like the house has been pushed into the middle of the street. There is no way and traffic can pass and I will never be able to get out of the driveway. It is like the house is just sitting on a large slab and was slid forward by something. I want the house out of the road so I can get my car out of the drive. I lean against the house and start pushing, I am suprised by how easily that I push the house back. Scene changes again and I am at the old Dixie Berings building. Holland is there along with my wife, my mother and my youngest son is somewhere up there though I cant see him. It is Christmas time and Holland and My mom are wrapping presents for my son and putting the under the tree. One of the presents is a bow and arrow set. Holland passes gas again. My mom starts jumping all over her telling her how nasty she is and gets on her about all kinds of things..
  • Themes
  • Action
  • Aggression
  • Violence
  • Settings
  • Automobile
  • Familiar
  • Geographical
  • Indoors
  • Outdoors
  • Town/ City
  • Work
  • Characters
  • Mother
  • Child
  • Significant Other
  • Stranger
  • Celebrity
  • Unfamiliar
  • Emotions
  • Anxiety
  • Shock
  • Activities
  • Fighting
  • Driving
  • Demon Trouble

    Date of dream: Wednesday, April 07, 2010

    Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:     Rating:
    Lucid Intent? No    

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    I am living at my parents house. I am a teenager, I am maybe 16 or 17 years old. It is late at night and I am asleep in my room. My dad is gone to work. He has to work the graveyard shift at the mill this week. As I am sleeping a little girl comes into my room. She looks to be maybe 9 or 10 years old. She is small, thin with medium length blonde hair. She attacks me. I am confused at first but I come to understand that she is really a demon.. I am trying to defend myself. She is strong. I hit her with everything I have got. I pick her up and slam her against the wall but she keeps coming. At one time the fight moves out into the hallway.. I can see into my parents bedroom. My dad is at work but my mom is asleep. She does not hear anything. I see 2 black figures on either side of her bed. They are tall, thin and both carrying a black spear. They look like some kind of statue of an idol that you would see in Egypt but they are real. They are marching up and down on either side of the bed...I dont have anytime to deal with them because I am fighting with the girl. The fight ends up back in my room. I have the girl down on the bed and I am choking her.. It is taking all my strength to hold her. Any time I loosen my grip she catches a breath, or burps or passes gas and she smells so putrid that I am almost getting sick... The smell is getting the better of me and I am getting tired and to the point that I will not be able to hold her much longer. The girl tells me that I can get rid of her by repeating a pharse..(I cant remember what the pharase was) She said if I did this her master would come and take her away. I tell her that I dont believe her. If I say the pharse I am afraid something worse will happen to me.. After more struggle I decide I cant hold her any longer, I decide to risk the phrase. I say it and when I do the girl breaks loose and runs for the living room. I run after her. When we get to the living room I see a tall demonic figure, red in color coming toward us. He takes the girl in his arms and says " I have other work for you". As he turns to leave I feel a sense of relief that I am done with her but a short man appears. He is probably 4 to 4 /2 ft tall. He looks to be about 35 years old.He has a mustache. He is wearing what looks like red pajamas with a hood. He has a round face and he is very stocky. He is a bigger and more dangerous demon that the little girl was. He comes after me. I thorw a side kick as hard as I can and hit him in the stomach but it does not phase him. He keeps coming.. I run to my moms room.. The egyption looking demons are still there marching up and down either side of the bed. The demon in the red pajamas is there now also. I scream at my mom to wake up.. She wakes up and stands up. She does not look like herself. Her hair is longer and her face is distorted looking. She ask what I want. I point at the demon in red and say I need help.. My mom looks at me with a evil grin on her face and says " Oh, He looks kind of cute, I think we will keep him".. All hope drains out of me and I finally wake up.
  • Themes
  • Action
  • Aggression
  • Mystical
  • Nightmare
  • Spiritual
  • Violence
  • Settings
  • Familiar
  • Home
  • Indoors
  • Characters
  • Mother
  • Child
  • Creatures
  • Emotions
  • Abandoned
  • Anger
  • Anxiety
  • Confusion
  • Fear/ Dread
  • Helpless
  • Rage
  • Shock
  • Worry
  • Activities
  • Fighting
  • Crucified

    Date of dream: Tuesday, August 11, 2009

    Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:     Rating:
    Lucid Intent? No    

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    I am at my parents house staying in the room that was my room as a child. It is like 3am in the morning I have just woke up to go to the bathroom. I walk into the bathroom to pee. The light is very dim. There is a mirror over the sink and I see Jeff R. (a friend from h.s.)  He his hanging in front of this mirror. Actaully he has be crucified. One hand overlaps the other above his head and there is one nail thru them. His feet are nailed together and to the wall in the same fashion. His eyes are open slightly and they are very angry looking.. Somehow he gets loose and steps down. I start hitting him. I am hitting him with everything I have but it seems to have no affect.
    The scene changes and I am out in a river. The river is very muddy looking and I have been drinking water from it. I have some type of flotation device I am holding on to. I see Jeff again and other figures that are like Ghosts. I am trying to fight them off.
  • Themes
  • Aggression
  • Nightmare
  • Spiritual
  • Violence
  • Settings
  • Familiar
  • Indoors
  • Outdoors
  • Unfamiliar
  • Characters
  • Friend
  • Emotions
  • Anxiety
  • Fear/ Dread
  • Shock
  • Worry
  • Activities
  • Fighting