Sometimes I dream...

Beating the Devil out of me

Chris — Wed, 13 Jun 2007 21:43:47 +0000

I’ve not posted here in a while, but the dream I had last night had to be recorded.

The majority of this dream is uneventful, I’m rich and live in a large mansion, two minders follow me throughout the dream, you know the type, one tall man in sunglasses and a shorter white guy with a near shaven head. Both wear black coats and skulk around in whichever room I’m in at the time.

Towards the end of the dream I’m in a room, my minders are floating around in the background, there’s a little black girl playing in the room. At some point I manage to end up crawling around on my knees, the girl has a small child size chair and is trying to put the legs over my head as to trap it in there. She is following me around, chanting something that sounds really sinister in child-rhyme style, although the words she is chanting do not sound like words at all.

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Feeding the fishes

Chris — Wed, 18 May 2005 06:11:43 +0000

I’ve not been having any really vivid dreams lately. The ones I have been having, haven’t been that interesting. Just a few days ago I had a rather strange one which I felt may merit sharing.

As anyone who reads my blog will know, I own pet gerbils. Having exams just now means that they are not getting played with as much just now, to make room for study, this seems to have lead onto my dream. In the dream I have pet gerbils as they currently are, a pet cat and an aquarium full of tropical fish. When I was a kid we used to have tropical fish in the house and these fish seemed to be the same ones I had in the dream.

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Dream me a begining

Chris — Sun, 13 Feb 2005 05:26:47 +0000

Hello and welcome to the reawakened dream log which has been silent for too long on this website. All the original dreams from the first dream log, have been added previous to this introduction post.

I expect that dream posts will be scarce compared to blog posts but an RSS feed is available if you wish to keep up to date with any new dreams. For now you will have to make do with the original dreams - there’s some strange stuff in there to keep you busy.

Happy reading,
- Chris

Bricking It

Chris — Fri, 09 Jul 2004 17:55:41 +0000

Telling anyone about this dream probably means I have mental issues, in fact having the dream in the first place probably indicates something like this also. So a few nights before having this dream I was watching some of a movie about the Kray brothers called The Krays. This movie is about two brothers Ronald and Reginald Kray, who grew up in London in the mid 1930s and became gangsters selling protection.

After watching the two brothers devastate a pool hall, smashing cues over various peoples shit it was off to bed to have a nice sleep. This in combination with what I had heard about the new Strong Bad e-mail and the new nunchuck gun he had bought was to lead to some dastardly dreams.

Just close your eyes and I’ll tell you when the gruesome parts are over…

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I spy… bacon

Chris — Thu, 10 Jun 2004 17:45:20 +0000

So I’m trying to find a job right now, sending off CV’s to various companies and scholarships to get some experience over the summer.

When you’ve been sitting for the most part of a day, thinking about a certain job and trying to write something about it in order to impress the people who will be picking candidates, these thoughts are at the front of your mind.

If you then go to sleep with afore said thoughts at the front of your mind… well it can lead to some funky stuff happening.

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Don’t Piss Vampires Off

Chris — Wed, 12 May 2004 17:41:22 +0000

Dreams are funny things, some are long and nothing much happens. Others, like this one, are the sort of things Amazonian shamans live out every time they lick a certain type of toad. The one thing that sets this dream apart from the others on the site is the length and detail it goes into. For some reason this dream was very vivid in my mind, however may be an amalgamation of several dreams I had over the course of the night.

This is a long one. You might want to get yourself a cup of tea or coffee, maybe even a few digestives. If you need the toilet, go now. If the kid’s are up, send them to bed. Now turn off all the lights and find a nice comfy chair and enjoy.

This is one strange dream!

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Killer Slugs

Chris — Mon, 03 May 2004 02:10:30 +0000

So it’s the day after some guy’s birthday, a guy I don’t even know. But at my flat, we had a party for him. Its 9:30 in the morning, I’m not that drunk but I am incredibly tired. I say goodbye to Derek, who was passed out for a while, as he heads off to the bus stop to go home and I get into bed to watch an episode of the Simpsons before going off to sleep.

Don’t know if it was what little I had to drink or the extreme tiredness that brought this dream on, but whatever it was it produced a very random dream, and it goes like this:

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Talking Dogs and Underwater Boats

Chris — Sun, 25 Apr 2004 02:04:59 +0000

This dream is disturbing. Not because of anything disturbing actually happening in it… well it’s sort of to do with me comforting a crying dog. Read on and you’ll see.

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I may need help

Chris — Sun, 29 Feb 2004 01:57:34 +0000

In this dream I am driving a car down onto a beach (I can’t drive though). From here I manage to crash the car into a pool of water which is on the beach. At this point I climb out of the car onto it’s roof.

The beach which I am now on is empty and is very secluded, except from one man in black (who I suspect is a police officer) is walking up to the crashed car. As the person walks up to the car I realize he is going to try and attack me. Knowing this I leap from the car and hit him knocking him to the ground. I then attempt to run off and head towards the sea where I see a boat sitting.

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Vampires on my Birthday

Chris — Tue, 27 Jan 2004 01:46:12 +0000

This dream starts with me in my living room (although it is not mine) and I am sitting with the character Andy from Eastenders (BBC produced soap opera where he plays a pseudo gangster role) and it is my birthday. Andy presents me with a large novelty sized birthday card which has loads of signatures all over it from various people I have never met but are high up executives in a number of companies.

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