(0) Dreams: Nov 24 2008

Earth and Mountain Trip

I’m starting a long trip to somewhere and I stand upon a large vista overlooking a magnificent mountain range, an older house is to the left of grey wood and I’m walking around it.  My goal is somewhere above beyond the mountains, I feel confident and excited and restless.  The air is fresh with sharp smell of cold winter air as we set out.  A feel of camping-hiking gear on my back, snug, weighting me down yet comfortable.

We’re in the middle of the mountains on a small path, ahead of us is a canyon or a passage that is currently closed.  I stop and wait patiently as a giant lock made of brown and black earth turns in the ground before me.  It looks like a line of lighter-brown soil, sticky soiled rotates into a new position opening the way.  Something dangerous approaches from afar just as we go forth.  It feels gray and cement like up above?

Way to the UFO

I’m inside a large spacious area, before me is a tightly packed space that feels like a cement block-file folder filled with dangerous technical gadgets.  Something alive and malicious is in there, it shoots out something nasty at me meant to hurt me.  I’m afraid momentarly but instead reach inside the cement folder thing and start to scare the nasty thing out.  There are black devices there that feel like portable hard drives that are really bombs.

I’m in a middle of a cement covered area, someone has left two time activated bombs in my hands.  One of them reads 1:07 the other 0:39 and is ticking down.  There is very little time left and I have to get rid of them before they blow up.  I run over the edge and jump down to a small roof below and down onto the ground.  Smell of hay and grass, there are trees here and there and people playing off in the distance.  I have to get rid of these bombs!

I want to throw the one about to blow up away but as I do it I notice some kids and younger people near by, they shouldn’t get hurt so I ran to it and pick it back up.  How much time left?  Now it’s longer 1:39?  Definetly over a minute, I specificly notice I have more time and slow down, I should think about where I’m going to throw it away..  I scan the area and pick an empty space that has no one near it, the explosion is not going to be big anyway, it’s a small bomb.  I throw it there knowing the time is almost up.  An impression of a soft ‘thud’ and grass and dirt flying up.  I feel good about doing this correctly.  The second one is still left.

Two thugs approach, I know they want to get in my way.  Instead of fighting I gather my mind and punch one in the back near the spine, I tell him ‘now you’re paralyzed’.  I ignore him, the other one is still here I do the same thing but this time hit him in the chest imagining his heart stops or bursts.  He is defensless so I grab him in a choke hold and drag him into a secret door that is in the cement wall near me.  They wanted to get in there ahead of me.

The door closes, and the patterns on the cement wall dance in an organic pattern as the elevator goes up.  I know only an alien could have turned it on.  We shoot right to the top of the building where the ship is.

The ship is of old iron with large window ports cut out, its ugly and feels dangerous and evil.  I’m an alien that uses it to perform experiments on the guy I trapped.  I’m going to go inside, make the ship invisible and (impression of tortue, body being cut apart, meat and bare bones).  We step inside and I close the door as someone is running up to the ship to discover me.  I make it invisible.

To the Moon and Back

As the door closes the ship becomes my ship, there are compartements here that hold various tools.  I take out very soft transpartent goggles that are used to pilot the ship, they feel like a steering wheel and as I hold it I put them on.

A feel of air rushing through the open windows as the ship takes off, I pilot it like an airplane and take off upwards towards the sky.  I notice I’m sitting backwards and staring at the receding cement rooftop so I turn around.  The inside of the ship has become softer now, there are hints of dark orange and red and the feeling is lot more comfortable.  The wind is rushing through still and blinding light is pouring through the windows so I put on windows from a very flexible golden-black material that will filter it out.

It’s quiet and comfortable in here now, I put together rest of the windshields and notice there is soft cushy orange-golden matting on the floor where the engine is.  There is fuzzy carpet there too in the middle, I point out to my passenger that that’s the engine.  We’re going for a trip up into space out of the atmosphere, I point the ship straight up and off we go, a feeling of excitement and joy at being able to show my friends a strange new place.

Eating a Picture of the Moon

We arrive on the moon and I open the front port to show my friends what it looks like.  It feels like Elise and someone who is kindof like Owen and Sergei and someone else is here.  The place is very strange colored, soft and nausuating in a beautiful way.  Lots of greens, oranges and white.  A feeling of staring into a very tasty and beautiful cake?

We take a picture so we can all remember this cool event, the picture is holographic and tastes like the moon.  The Sergei-Owen person starts eating it right away and messes it up while Elise is really happy and yells ‘This is so cool!’.  I fix the picture again and tell Sergei-Owen to wait before he eats it up.  Now it’s perfect.  I give them the picture and we go back.