All Posts Tagged With: "dream submissions"
Two New Dream Submissions
There are two new dream submissions on Activating Evolution, from Rachel R. and Michele H.
Subject: Rachel R.
I had a bizarre dream where I was a nun and the other sisters didn’t like me because I was different; so they put a red habit on me (like a scarlet letter) and threw me in a jail cell. A littler nun was trying to convince the mother superior that I was a good person while she cooked a huge meal in the kitchen with fire. There was a pot in which she put noodles that at first looked like the Pillsbury dough boy and then all of a sudden all my friends and family were in the pot too. Flat images of those whom I love cooking amongst fire.
The mother superior sang to all the pots to be quiet because they were squealing and still on fire. When she finished singing, they steamed instead of squealing.
Then I woke up.
Subject: Michele H.
First, let me explain that I have suffered from night terrors since birth. I can vividly remember every night terror I have had since I was two years old. Some of my early night terrors: I would often dream that I had to pee and would make my way out into the hallway. If I turned on the light, then a huge shadow man would appear on the wall and grab me. He would slowly squeeze me and I could feel all of my ribs popping. Now, if I did not turn on the light and actually made it to the bathroom, an evil SCUBA diver would come up from the toilet and try to drag me in and drown me. Then there was the oversized rabid Winnie the Pooh that would chase me around the kitchen, clawing and biting at me.
I also had a recurring dream about a witch doctor (aka the foot doctor), who would slice open the bottom of my feet and put tiny worms in the cuts. At the age of 10, I learned to control my dreams. I would no longer wake up terrified and screaming (my parents must have been thrilled that they didn’t have to run into my room to shake me awake anymore).
Now, when I have an unpleasant dream, I can usually change my surroundings with a single thought if I am aware that I am in a dream state. I still have dreams that others would consider nightmares, but they do not frighten me anymore. My friends tell me that my dreams are quite disturbing. Below is one such dream:
I am standing alone on a dock looking out onto the water. I notice the body of a dead girl is floating about 30 feet away. Her body has a sick greenish hue and decomposition has already started to occur. The body springs to life and the girl starts to frantically wave her arms in the air, but no sounds come out of her rotting mouth. Then, the girl starts to get dragged under by Death. Death pulls the girl down and then sees me watching him. Death is handsome and completely nude. Death swims to the edge of the dock I am standing on and then disappears. When I turn around, Death is standing behind me. Salt water is flowing off of his perfect body. Death does not speak to me. He turns around so I can see his bare back… which is muscular… but you can see his bony spine. Then he puts his hand to the back of his neck and starts to slowly “unzip” his spine. The spine pulls apart like a zipper…each vertebrae separates, exposing his muscular and skeletal frame. I can see the muscles and nerves pulsating. A greenish black liquid starts to ooze down his back. I smile and walk away.
Two New Dream Submissions
There are two new dream submissions on Activating Evolution, from E.B. and Danielle K.
Subject: E. B.
I dreamt I was being pursued by an agency of a “big brother” government. I was running through the ruins of a modern city. These ruins seemed to be the result of a war, or at least military action, with rebar and concrete strewn about in piles of rubble. Helicopters were scanning for me in the night sky, while I hid behind large columns or ducked into gaps in the debris. Unfortunately, the organization chasing me eventually caught me and took me to an examination room where they calmly told me that everything was okay. They explained that all they were going to do was give me an injection which would dissolve my current, delusional, personality and replace it with the truth. I had no idea what they were talking about with such nonsense, and resisted with all my strength, physically as well as mentally. They told me I would understand once I had had the injection, and that it would all be just fine. They said that what I thought was real wasn’t real, and I would be better once they cured me of these delusions of self.
I argued, of course, that it didn’t matter if they replaced my personality and identity with someone better, it still wouldn’t be me. There was no convincing them. Calmly, politely even, I was injected with whatever strange chemicals were in that syringe. An odd feeling came over me and I suddenly found myself awake in my own bed, with the disturbing realization that they were right, after all. The me they had injected was a delusion, a dream character, and the struggle was a figment of my own imagination. It had only been a dream.
Subject: Danielle K.
I am being chased through a building by strangers. The entire building is full of narrow hallways and wide staircases but it seems like I can never backtrack to find my way out of the building… it just keeps “regenerating.” Once the strangers get close to me I try to scream but I can’t, it’s like my throat swells up, but just as they are about to close in on me, I’m always able to find a door or new hallway and continue running. The dream always ends when the sun comes up and light starts to fill the building, that’s when I wake up.
Two New Dream Submissions
There are two new dream submissions on Activating Evolution, from Ryan F. and Stephanie L.
Subject: Ryan F.
I was on a car ride with my parents traveling from Long Island, New York, to the middle of Maine, when I found myself getting really tired. There were no comfortable positions in the back seat of my Mom’s four-door sedan so I decided to lay on my stomach with my hands under me and hope for the best. When I fell asleep I went into a dream where I was still laying in the back seat of the car but instead of being on my stomach, I was on my back with my hands at my sides. I could see my parents talking in the front seat but I found myself unable to move or to say anything above a whisper. I tried so hard to try and get my parents attention, even though they were under a foot away, but I couldn’t move any part of my body. I started to have a panic attack and felt my heat beat start to race faster. When I finally awoke I found myself pinning my arms down under me from laying on my stomach and for the rest of the ride I couldn’t fall asleep again.
Subject: Stephanie L.
A year ago I dreamed I was driving a yellow school bus on a highway over a bridge. Suddenly, I felt the whole bus just fall and everything went black but light was still coming in through the windows behind me. My head was hurting and I was coughing. Then I woke up.
Two months later on the news I saw that a bridge had collapsed. A bus was on the collapsed part and the still stable part in a diagonal manner. The driver died. I looked at the number on the bus and it was identical to the one in my dream.
