The thing grows

It's the first time I dreamed or that I noticed I dreamed about my father, whom I haven't seen for many years. It appeared that he was some kind of a criminal but he accepted me as son from the moment we met and treated me in a friendly manner. I was disturbed, though as the things I started to realize about him were too much for me to bear.

One was that he... had a child... or just a disfigured human being that he kept just for entertainment to look what would turn out of it. This thing was deaf and blind and its arms and legs didn't allow it to walk or even grab anything. It just laid unable to do anything and experience the world in any way. My father left it without any care but it kept on growing as fast as any normal baby. He knew that it wouldn't have any life but just out of curiosity, he let it exist not even making a deal out of it.

This thing was very similar to what I saw in a previous dream, where I felt that to some extent it was me. There the perception shifted and at one point I was looking at it, then I felt as I was it, or maybe I should say “him”. It's odd that this thing seems to have grown since the last time I saw it and just enough for it to be “plausible” in this dream world I keep on entering.  

World of Sex Slavery

So this was an intriguing dream. If because of it you judge me to be a pervert, you're probably right.

In one scene there was a park and when you walked on the pavement, you could see naked people in different age tied to poles. They were merchandise ready to be sold for sexual purposes and it seems this was a legal and common practice in the world I appeared in. One boy was walking along with his dad. The boy stopped next to one of the females tied to a pole, opened her vagina, looked inside but didn't appear to be very interested. He said “Dad, let's go home, I'm bored”.

In another part of the dream, lines of men were standing in a line in a large corridor, ready for some kind of operation that would prepare them to be sex slaves and male prostitutes. I was among them, fantastic. Not really my dream job unless they pay very good. Lol, just kidding. It would have to be extremely good. Some of the men were dressed causally, some of them were standing in line naked, one was wearing a suit. Well, it was obviously a considerable effort to dress smart for this sort of special occasion, now wasn't it?

Odd thing I haven't heard much about movements aiming to legalize sex slavery. Maybe they're not trying hard enough to be noticed? Well, I wish them the best of luck... not.

The Killings

One night and two dreams of committing murder, one in self-defense, the second in revenge.

I was in an apartment complex, where I wasn't too familiar with the surroundings. If I wanted to go to the diner or anywhere else, I had to walk right behind other people so that I wouldn't lose the way. Still, I got lost and went outside by accident. There were small wilderness areas connected to each other and after walking around a little bit, I was faced with a wild board. It instantly started running towards me. A few times I managed to kick it back using sort of a kick with two legs while being in the air (I don't know if there's a name for that). I ran away, I got through a fence but still the boar managed to get through. I grabbed something sharp and when it got close I started poking its eye and thus trying to kill it. While I was doing it and the boar was dying, several people started to walk near me as if they appeared out of nowhere. They only witnessed me apparently torturing an animal and I wouldn't be able to make an excuse.

In the second dream my sociopath ex-girlfriend really wanted to see me and when I declined, she broke into my house with some sort of a laser pistol but I managed to grab it from her. She ran away and after some time I saw her in a room with some other women. I could aim the pistol at her, so I did and I shot. The laser wasn't very strong but it did burn the skin slowly. I watched her running around, parts of her face getting slowly burned by the laser, her eyelids becoming red as I was trying to kill her. I was horrified by what I was doing. I only wanted to end her life quickly but instead, because the laser was weak, I was torturing her, plus frightening the women around her that didn't know what was going on. I felt that if I didn't finish what I was doing, she would get revenge but the pain I was causing was too much for me to take.  

The scream that knows you

I knew that this apparition was going to visit. I didn't know when and where, though. A haunted house that had quite large simple windows from which a dark gray clear sky was seen was where I arrived. There I noticed two children sitting on the floor of one very spacious room. One of the children started crawling behind a wardrobe in one of the corners in the room. I walked up to this child, held its arms and tried to comfort it by saying that there is nothing wrong going on. At this moment I started feeling that I was really comforting myself. I also noticed that the child was actually a rubber doll but nevertheless I felt that a spirit of an innocent little kid was making this doll move and it didn't scare me at all... For some reason it felt natural. What did start to scare me was the presence I started to feel somewhere above me. I knew that it was the apparition of the unknown woman that I so much feared. It was behind me and I was very scared to turn around. I got on my knees and intended to beg her for something at the same time as I slowly started to turn my back. When I saw her face, she gave out a horrible scream and looked more frightening than anything I've ever laid eyes upon. The shriek stormed through every bit of my being, it seemed like she knew everything about me.

When I woke up, I recalled that I called the doll girl “Lilly”. I know that it is, phonetically at least, the name of a character in a movie in which my favorite young actress played.. But it's also the name of a child I knew that lived for a single day. Her grave I failed to visit.  

Is rape legal in dreams?

Ok, so these are pretty sick dreams that I really hope will not become reality. 

In one I was enjoying rape. Yes, just plain old no-strings-attached rape and it was a lot of fun, actually. In this dream I knew I was dreaming, so I decided to do things I wouldn't dream of... I mean - I wouldn't do in reality. I felt that I was lying in my bed, so walking was kind of different. I started running after one girl (she was of age in this case, wait till I describe the other one) and after she failed to escape I started touching her everywhere. She felt pretty much like the quilt I was sleeping in, so it wasn't such an amazing experience as it was supposed to be. Do know - I am not in any way supporting rape as such but this was just a dream and it didn't really feel like rape... more like catching girls in public where everyone could see it and touching them. The moment I caught one, she wasn't doing anything to stop me... just stopped moving. I hope this didn't turn into necrophilia at this point. 

In another dream I had contact with some underage exotic looking girls. They were driving around in a shabby vehicle made of leaves (?). I arrived with the most modern and smart looking van one could imagine. They loved it, so they went inside of their own free will and seemed really happy. Luckily I woke up at this point. It's no fun being arrested even in your dreams. "Hey, officer - but they liked it" "What?" "They liked my van." 

A lot of guys have these kinds of dreams, just not many are crazy enough to share them. Well, you're welcome. 

Out of body invisible self

I had some out of body experiences in the past in my dreams. This usually happened when I dozed off on the couch and because of the position I was lying in, there was pressure at the back of my head. I remember a drawing of an out-of-body experience where the "ghost" of the sleeping person was directly connected by a thin line.. to the back of the person's head.

There were times when I couldn't wake up and had dream after dream where I saw what was near me before going to sleep, tried to move my limbs but I couldn't. I once stood up and went a few steps towards the mirror in the hall. There was no reflection there but I felt my own presence to be quite terrifying. Luckily I woke up from it.

Knowing the future in the unreal world

I had a dream in which I was somehow becoming more and more aware of the precise events that were going to take place in my surroundings. When I think of it, it was both pretty hilarious and pretty scary. Two bus drivers had a master plan. They've decided that there are too many busses going around the town and that the buses they drive are making work difficult for one another. So... they concluded that they're going to crash into each other in a way that would destroy the busses and possibly kill the people inside but let them, the drivers, survive. They carried out their plan before my eyes. One bus crashed into the other's side. I knew this would happen, so I said out loud "I knew this would happen". The people at the bus looked at me and bestowed upon me quite surprised facial expressions.  

The train arrives

This one is not a dream with a fully-developed plot but it reminded me of a time when I heard that we have a higher level of awareness during sleeping.

In the real world a parcel was supposed to be delivered to my house and the mailman phoned at about 9 AM that he'll be in an hour. I was still kind of tired, so I went back to sleep. I dreamed about going on a train and waiting for... a mailman to bring me a parcel. The train was going pretty fast but at one point it started reaching its stop and exactly at the moment when it arrived at a station and a mailman was supposed to get in, the real mailman knocked on my door and woke me up.

Premonitions... Wish I saw them so vividly each time.

The dark figure in my block

That's right, I live in a block as many people do. One of my neighbors below has a young daughter that sometimes sees things that aren't there. No doctor has been able to help her but I believe that may be because of the state of our medical service. I discovered her problem when I decided to go down because of the constant screaming that suggested that someone was being hurt..

Today my dream revolved around... the nearest surroundings before going to sleep. Half-conscious I heard the girl's screams again. I stood up from the bed and in the corridor I noticed that the door to my flat was unlocked. I was terrified as I felt and later saw a dark silhouette in the house. I ran out and knocked as hard as I could on the door belonging to the neighbor opposite me. My knocking made no sound and even the usually cheerful neighbor's dog didn't bark. I started running downstairs and decided to knock on the door of the neighbor below me. Then suddenly I woke up.

There were quite a few deaths in my block resulting from various health problems.

Engulfed in darkness

"The Darkness will come after you and it has already destroyed almost everything that belonged to the Light", a voice said. This was literally happening before me as some kind of dark vapor or blob engulfed indistinguishable places. An overwhelming feeling of loss.. or sadness.. or something similar arrived. 

It's interesting how different the metaphorical interpretations of the words "darkness" and "light" can be. "Darkness" may refer to something sinister but also to mere obscurity. These two may be intertwined and in this case it would obscurity that leads someone into becoming sinister or even the other way round, i.e. somebody being drawn into having unclear judgement because of the evil things he/she did. This connection between failing to discern things from one another and evil and also on the other hand the connection between intelligence and goodness would be something typical of the ancient Greek philosophy. To me it should be also up-to-date for our times and beyond. Stupidity and the lack of knowledge cause a lot of harm, especially when people don't keep some modesty or see the world as black and white with little to no shades of grey. 

The Matrix interlocked

This concerned the distant future and the scale of manipulation that it entailed. Think "The Matrix" but not to the extent of populations living in a state of complete obliviousness 24 hours a day. 

People were travelling on space ships and visiting different planets... or so they were told. The truth was that they were only entering highly advanced simulations of worlds and the government (world government?) was keeping the secret that there were no planets where civilization or maybe even life existed because of wars that resulted from an extreme economic crisis that was either artificially induced, caused by a lack of imagination or both. 

I was the one that tried to tell the people that it was all an enormous scam but no one wanted to listen. Perhaps because of seeing comfort as a greater value than truth and this state of mind is something "omnipresent" not only in the world of religion but more importantly to me, in the world of political views shared by the masses. Views that are poorly grounded and most often are just a mindless repetition of the narration of the mainstream media. As I mentioned in my other blog, the mainstream media may vary in truthfulness depending on the country or the times you live in but subconsciously or consciously taking for granted that what they say is true is profoundly dangerous. You may fall asleep as not to notice how your country is going downhill. Where would this lead us? Wherever that would be, it wouldn't be anywhere good. 

The world greatly divided

A new type of a world arose, one that would not be inconceivable somewhere in the future if people regarded consumption and indulging in pleasures as the most important thing in life and also something that is not to be regulated by any kind of moral values.

There was a world divided. I was an outcast. My only fault was that I didn't belong to the group of people regarded as citizens. There were many with the same status as me. I was running away from a group of special forces that were to torture me and kill me just for fun if they caught me, because I had no rights.

Somehow I got away and went through a drain pipe. I managed to get some clothes that would make me look like a citizen. When I came out of the pipe I saw a huge assembly of stalls, an outside supermarket that had amazing food in it that was natural with added nutrients. The prices were outrageous but the rich people strolling from one end to the other could afford the items. The food was completely inaccessible for lower classes. What was saddening is that I couldn't see a glimpse of remorse in anyone's face; no one cared that they were leaving out half the population without means to live.

Some special forces armed in advanced armor and carrying formidable weapons walked around in search of anybody that would not be allowed to be here. If they found one, the punishment would be instant death. I saw one young girl covered in rags and dirt, holding her beloved cat in her arms. She did everything she could not to be noticed but I felt that it wasn't long before they found and killed her. She was so scared and innocent looking and was definitely no threat. She longed for someone without a cold heart but nobody like that was around.

There was a door that lead to an area normally not visited by neither the citizens nor the special forces. An area basically forgotten, where old dirty blocks of flats looked down on you menacingly and where some human beings were left behind as they became wild, zombie-like and unpredictable creatures.

A guard noticed me, so having no other choice I ran into the dark area. I ran and ran as fast as I could, some ragged silhouettes of animal-like humans looked at me wondering whether they should attack. For some reason they didn't and I managed to hide inside a building. A guard went in and I knew death was near. I hid behind a wall and did the best to defend myself - jumped out and tried to take his weapon. I managed! Not long after another two guards appeared and I shoot them. The third that came into sight had advanced power armor and the weapon I carried had little effect on him. I had to risk it and come near him, so that the beam would be more concentrated. Finally, he fell.

I knew this was the beginning of something I thought impossible. The forgotten ones that only perhaps visited the corrupt civilized world in nightmares now would come out from the darkest corners of Earth and I would lead the rebellion. Those who no longer knew how to feel any compassion would get no compassion themselves.

Could the world drive itself into something like this? If we won't care and if we'll be hypocritical, I think this is how it's going to end.

To chase down the survivors

There was a plane crash in a distant land. There were some survivors, who somehow had acquired small sports planes that were supposed to allow them to evacuate from the scene. Unfortunately there were some undercover special forces that chased them down in their, stronger planes and by cutting the rear sides of the evacuating planes made them fall. One of the perpetrators was really enjoying this act and laughing and singing something while murdering the survivors. A small group of these survivors managed to gather in one place and in that place the psycho murderer landed. His mood obviously changed. One of the survivors held a metal object and made his intention clear.. The murderer started pleading him not to do it. But the survivor threw the object into the propeller of the murderer's still working airplane, so that he was drawn into it and sliced into pieces. 

Although the dream scenario is quite impossible.. Omar Torrijos and Lech Kaczyński come to mind.

You need to have 9 children with a woman you don't love

This is another blog about dreams but I think it will be more than just an average one. I have many complex, symbolical and puzzling dreams and I have them on a pretty regular basis. Nothing here will be made up, even though it may be at times hard to believe. The reason I'm writing this blog is because I want to keep a track of my dreams and also share them with others. They make you think, they may profoundly inspire. I'll also write up some of the most interesting dreams I had in the past. I hope you have a fun read and some afterthoughts, because this is what this blog should provide you with.

I heard a voice that was more of an inner feeling than something audible. It said: "For your sins to be forgiven you need to have 9 children with a woman you don't love". So they appeared in a dark corridor... along with a very strange creature. This being was the size of a child but had weird limbs, an unshapely head and its little eyes were all black. It was saying something maliciously, it was a baby but it hardly resembled a human being. The limbs and its whole body were like a mass of cancerous growth. It was also much more intelligent than a typical baby but completely unrelenting in its fits of anger. 

It wasn't evil, though. I stood above it as an adult person and look at the poor thing in pity. I also realized that I was both the healthy man standing tall above it... and the baby itself. 
[Yes, the voice would sound like an order from a Mormon priest but the dream was quite unsettling]