My Dream Log Options

Ive started writing down the dreams I remembered over the past couple of months. I have a few odd ones here.

Dream 1:

Started off I was walking through some ancient catacombs with my uncle and brother. The catacombs were like like Newgrange only way bigger and they were under Dublin city. As I was walking through the caves I ran into Bam Margera from Jackass. I was telling him he was the man and telling him stunts he should do in the next Jackass. After a while we got to a room where everyone was gathered around and there was a wrestler from WWF in there talking shit to me. I was talking all sorts of shit back to him and
we decided to settle it over a fight. My brother was telling me I was going to get the shit beaten out of me and I said theres
only one way to find out. I fought the wrestler and to my surprise I won.

After a while the theme switched and there were a bunch of satanic cultists killing people. The scenery switched to a hospital
and I was chasing one of the cultists to get the key out of the catacombs off him.

Dream 2:

I regressed back to when I was about 15 in this one. I was joyriding in my mothers car around the rugby pitch of a school in Dublin with a friend. There were people playing rugby at the time and I was throwing campari sweets and the window and shouting "Ho ho ho". After a while I was sitting at the edge of the pitch with my ma and I wanted to leave because I didnt want her finding out I was joyriding with her car. She told me to go get the car for her and on the way I got lost and ended up in the school building. There were 3 nuns in there. 2 of the nuns didnt know I was joyriding but for some reason they didnt want me to leave and the other nun knew I was joyriding but she was directing me out of the building so I followed her. Once I got out the nun told my mother what happened and my ma says "Your a sick child Mick". That made me angry. The nun was still complaining so I said "Get the f%*! out of here bitch".

09/10/06

Dream 1:

I was kayaking in some sort of lagoon with cliffs and valleys all around. It was about 3 in the morning and I started heading
back to the dock to tie the both. The dock was just a stone ledge in a little valley at the edge of the lake. On boat to get
to the dock there was a big cave you had to pass by which was just to the left of the dock. On my way I noticed a big cat walking
around inside the cave. After a few seconds I noticed it was a cougar or a mountain lion. The cougar looked angry so I decided
not to go back to the dock considering the cave was right beside it. The only thing seperating the dock from where the cave
was was a little brick wall and a metal ladder. After a few seconds I remembered that I had been walking in and out of the
cave for days and hearing the cougar growl but I never considered there was a cougar in there. I considered myself lucky I
hadnt been mauled all those times I walked into the cave.

After a while I came to the conclusion that being mauled by a cougar wasnt all that life threatening so I went back to the
dock again and decided to go into the cave to have a look for the cougar but it was gone. I tied the kayak and went back to the house but noticed my friend was missing. I figured he got mauled by the cougar so I went to the cave looking for him but all of a sudden the cave turned into a huge factory.

21/10/06

Only remember the end of this one because it woke me up. All I remember is coming to the conclusion that I was possessed by
the devil by analysing the way I talk or think. I got a bit of a fright when I realized it and started to wake up and kept
hearing a womans voice calling my name up until I was fully awake.

04/12/06

I was on a street corner in some town in Jamaica. I was talking to some Jamaican who said he was from Kingston. Not long
after about 3 other Jamaicans from Kingston came up to us and started asking questions. I knew straight away they were dodgy
bastards. They were asking the Jamaican were he was from and he replied "Kingston". Then one of them pulled out a gun and
says "Oh yeah?" and blew his brains out all over the wall. I made my run for it and I could hear them shouting "Stop Jake
stop". Luckily I got away.

Dream2:

I was sitting on some steps and I was with a bunch of lads from the oil drilling course I took. For some reason one of them
got real pissed off with me because I wouldnt get outta the way to let someone sweep the steps. He went ballistic and wanted
to fight me. I didnt want to fight but a friend was telling me "Go fight him, you have to" so I walked up to him and then
some guy grabbed me from behind and held my arms so the other guy could get some free punches in. I pulled myself outta the
lock and proceeded to beat the crap outta the guy that grabbed me from behind. I gave him a headbutt and thats when I woke
up.

Dream3:

It was as if I was watching a movie of some weird family in the middle of the sea. They all had boats and jetski's. Pretty
soon I was participating and I was trying to steal a jetski because I was scared of giant octopuses that I could see
underneath me.

06/12/06

My mother had gone insane and become a serial killer claiming that she had a message from god to kill demons. At the time I
kept thinking of the film Frailty. We have proof she killed a bunch of different people around Dublin but none
of us said anything about it. I was still wondering whether she had gone mad or whether she really did have a mission from god.

After a while I went with the latter so I didnt question her motives. I asked her if she could tell me if I was a demon or not.
The test was if she touched me and my head started to mutate I was a demon. We were in the bathroom and somehow I pulled my head off and passed it to her. Straight away my head mutated and decayed. It was a disgusting site looked like the head of a rotting corpse. It turned yellowish green and decayed. She passed it back to me and I thought it was pretty cool looking. I decided
to put it back on my shoulders but I couldnt. The head was attached from the spine and I kept trying to twist it back on but
it wouldnt work. Regardless of the fact I was headless I thought the situation was pretty funny. My older brother walked into the room and I cracked a joke which at the time I found hilarious. I said "What do you think of my new look and showed him my decayed rotting head. He started laughing his ass off too.

I remember being a bit depressed that my head was mutilated but after a while I looked in the mirror and was relieved to see
I had my normal face back again. I went outside and went up to the window of an apartment building with my younger. We knew there were white supremacists living in there so we spray painted "Nazi bastards and Hitler lovers" on the outside of the building.
I decided break into the appartment so I put my fist through the window. It broke with ease. There were to layers though so I
broke the second one with my elbow. I walked in and saw a handbag on the table. I took the handbag and walked out again. At this point I jumped in the air and flew up off the ground. My brother did the same. I had forgotten the nazi situation and my brother
was giving me a hard time for stealing the handbag. I justified it by telling him it was just a dream. I didnt really know it
was a dream but I had my suspicions. After a while we landed and I observed myself from the outside. I had a duck mobile and I
had turned into a duck. I looked pretty cool all the same.

Dream 2:
I vaguely remember being in the back of a police car and there was a fat black lad beside me. There was a black police man in
front and he stopped to get some donuts. The fat black guy got in front and started the engine. We drove down the street and
he went into a record shop to make a phone call. I followed him in and went to the counter. There was a man and a woman at the
counter they were speaking Spanish. I pretended I knew what they were saying and acted like I was following the conversation.
The fat black guy was speaking Spanish on the phone too. Then the woman asked me something in Spanish. I said what I thought
meant I dont speak Spanish in Spanish. It was something like "No como estas Espanol".

The other guy said "You dont speak English, you dont speak Spanish, you dont speak French. What do you speak?" I was pissed off
and told him I speak English better than the queen of England. I told him I was Irish and he broke out into a fit of laughter.
I couldnt see anything else to do than to laugh my ass of myself.

I have way more older ones im still trying to remember where I saved them though.

This post has been edited by Xochipilli: Dec 6 2006, 08:16 PM

(IMG:style_emoticons/default/ac41.gif) Interesting spend a good tie reading, thanx for sharing (IMG:style_emoticons/default/hands.gif)

Heres another one I had last night.

I was in a big jail cell. One of my cellmates was Jack Black and the rest were a bunch of black gangsters. Instead of there being bars there were big panes of glass. I was trying desperately to break the glass but I didnt have any weapons. I decided to try and climb out the window but I couldnt fit through it.

Jack Black pulled out a screwdriver and said it was a handy tool for shanking people. We all agreed. It was small and easy to carry around. I got the idea to unscrew the hinges of the door with it. I did just that and broke out of the cell. There were a bunch of prison guards outside so I beat one of them over the head with a plastic tray and made a run for it. The dream ended before I got out of the prison.

Heres few moref crazy dreams I had last night.

08/12/06

I was in some university with my little brother. I ran into one of my old friends from Ireland. There was supposed to be some
sort of event going on. We were waiting for an elevator in the university building to go up to the event. I went to take a piss
and when I came out my brother and friend had gone up. I called the elevator and it came straight away. I didnt know what
floor to get off at so I just got off on the second floor up. I got out and it was a big ledge at the edge of the building.
There were no railing and I was worried about falling off. I kept slipping towards the edge. Anyway the event was everybody
was watching some new low flying space shuttle they had invented. It just looked like a regular fighter jet to me.

I couldnt stop slipping towards the edge so eventually I let myself go and I started flying. I was circling the university
building at about 50 mph. I got the idea to hang off the back of one of the planes so I did it. I was having fun but I got
burned by the flames coming out of the rear end of the plane so I landed back on the university.

Dream2:
My dealer was in my house and was laying down powered MDMA or some white powered drug (not coke) on the table. I kept snorting lines and hed ask me "You high enough yet?" I kept saying "No gimme more" eventually I was so high I couldnt even see straight. I was lying on the couch and my vision was pretty much just a big white blur. Anyway in the middle of the night I heard
someone kicking the front door. Thats when I remembered there was someone coming to kill me. Both my brothers were slowly walking down the stairs and approaching the door with knives. I said "Lets call the police" and they replied "No Cleo's (my sister) down there.

I picked up a fork and went down with them but I was pissed off I couldnt walk or see straight from taking so many drugs. I figured because they were after me it was my responsibility so I pulled open the door and started swinging the fork like a madman. There was nobody even there.

Dream3:
I was in one of those Shish Taouk restaurants. The guy behind the counter was a complete nutcase. I ordered and he asked me
something like "Do you want it off the floor or from the counter" as an insult implying I couldnt understand him. I ask him
if he pulls all his food off the floor and he replies "No I usually take it out of the garbage can". I started laughing my ass
off. I didnt like him and he didnt like me but I found his attitude pretty funny. I asked him if he wipes his ass with the pita
bread before he makes the sandwiches. One of my friends says "Dont say that he might do it". I said "If I smell shit I get double
my money back" he replies "No thats satanism". It was supposed to be some sort of joke but I couldnt understand it. I laughed
anyway though.

When hed finished making the food it was something weird id never seen before. It was toasted baguets with pasta
on top. He said something like "Heres your cock to suck" and as I was about to insult him back he grabbed my wallet and tried
to open it to pay himself. I pulled it back off him and instead of paying him I dumped the food all over the counter and said
"Have fun cleaning up you camel I mean cock jockey."

Thats a weird one because Im not the slightest bit racist against Arabs. In fact I respect Arabs more than a lot of cultures. I dont know where the hell that one came from.

This post has been edited by Xochipilli: Dec 8 2006, 12:40 PM

I had a couple of repetetive dreams last night that involved fish hooks whatever the hell that means.

First one I was ice fishing with a couple of friends I knew when I was 12 and my dog which I had only last year kept jumping into the water after the hook and getting it caught in her mouth. I kept getting real pissed off with my friends because they kept throwing the hook and not giving a shit about my dog. At one point I remember pulling the fishing hook out of my own mouth.

Dream after that I was at a stone pier crab fishing with a couple of friends I had when I was about 16. I was fighting with one of my friends from the start and at one point he dumped a garbage can full of rubbish into the sea and I got pissed off with him polluting the sea and beat the shit out of him.


What those two dreams had in common was the fishing aspect. Ive only fished once in my whole life and it wasnt in Ireland and I never had any fun doing it. Wonder what fishing or fishing hooks means in dreams.

Dreams have differant meanings for everyone. I try to avoid the books that say what certain things mean or are about. As a beggining though there nice to get an interpretation and from there you can decide what meaning it has for you. I see many symbols in dreams like the heraldic cross and many others. Fishing could be any number of things but as you become a more "detailed" dreamer you will learn what is important for yourself.
If you have issues with a dream or find it to be very important let me know ill do my best to help you return to one including intervene while we sleep to use my energy. Good luck I hope to see many here useing dreams as we've been discussing on the other thread.
Your other dreams are also of inteerest. Just remember DETAIL is everything. Most of us blaze through our day so fast and robotically that we begin to miss very important things (like symbolization) in our dreams.

Heres a completely mad dream I had last night. Im in Ireland right now and the dream was set here.

18/12/06

I was in the back garden of my grannies house and my granny had made this huge perfect flower bed with patterns of different colored flowers. In the middle there was a red cross which was the shape of the third reich cross that the nazis used. For some reason the house behind ours was a church and there were old men and old ladies shouting "f%*! the red cross" or something like that. I got angry because in my mind the red cross symbolised the charity but they were mistaking it for the nazi symbol so I shouted "f%*! you" but I regreted it straight after because I thought they were probably gonna mistake me for a nazi.

The old men and old ladies started shouting abuse at me. I picked up a rock and was considering throwing it but decided not to but an old man saw it and shouted "Look he has a rock" then they all started throwing stones and bricks out the window at me. At that point it was clear they were going to try and break into the house to get me so I ran into the kitchen and was about to call the police. I heard the front door opening then my granny walked in on crutches and she had blood all over her back. I dialled 911 but a fat old lady came in with a knife and cut the phone cord.

She shouted to the other old people coming in "Heres the anarchy" referring to me. I stabbed the fat woman and thats about when the dream ended. I found it strange that she said here the "anarchy" and not anarchist.

Weird shit to say the least. This people invading my house because of me and my family members getting hurt because of it is a reoccuring theme lately. I had another one like that just a few days ago but its too complicated and weird to write it down. I'll do my best though

This one was set in Canada.

I was causing a bit of trouble on my balcony. I was setting off pipe bombs and firing rockets down the road. There were a bunch of friends in the house and two guys who I didnt like were there. One big fat guy started giving me shit about setting off the rockets and started questioning me. Since I didnt like him I told him to shut his mouth and mind his own business. After a few minutes the two enemies ill call them were sitting on the couch and one of them started throwing knives at me and barely missing my head. It was clear they were trying to kill me so I was getting a bit nervous. I had a knife myself but I didnt want to stab them or cut them in my own house.

My older brother was saying "This is fucked up what the hell are they doing in here" and I said "Lets kick them out" and he says "Just tell them the truth and tell them to stop fucking around" I went in and said "I dont know what the problem is and why your trying to kill me but please stop." After a while they left but I rethought the situation and was pissed off that they trashed the place and tried to kill me so I went out looking for them. After a while I found them on the streets and they ran into a big huge apartement building. They were waiting behind the glass doors and somehow I procured a golf club and started hitting the glass door in hopes of breaking it. I was dissappointed I couldnt break it so I walked off and hid the golf club so I wouldnt get arrested.

After a while the situation got worse and there were loads of people trying to kill me. It was weird because there were all sorts of old friends after me. Some i knew as a teenager, some I knew recently, and some I knew as a little kid. There were all sorts of people there. Eventually I found out why they were after me and it was because of this Russian guy I knew recently and I played some mad jokes on him. In real life I could see he was a bit angry about it but in the dream he was trying to kill me over it but he somehow got a whole load of my friends to do his dirty work. I told him if he caused anymore trouble I was gonna kill him and he said "Thats not very likely" in a threatening way.

As I was walking off four people surrounded me with weapons. One had a chair. I decided to stay and fight and somehow I managed to beat the crap outta all 4 of them. I decided to end it all there so I pulled out a kitchen knife and stabbed a load of people. As sick as it was I cut the Russians head off and hung it off a tree to scare off the rest of them and make sure they didnt come after me anymore. The dream ended and I had the tune when you finish a mission in Grand Theft Auto playing in my head. I took it as a sign of accomplishment that I stood my ground. I was happy about that.

The nazi cross that is the same on all four sides and gets wider as it ends? Its also the heraldic cross i spoke of if so. Were these dreams lucid? or just dreams? They are all important but in a lucid dream i would try more to find info. Like what the cross means to those people and why? The templar cross is usually on a white background and red cross. The nazi version is black. This to me is one of the most important parts of the first dream.
Good stuff though. If your not lucid keep trying look at your hands (reality check) thats easy enough.

Yeah thats the one. It gets wider at the ends. It was made of red flowers in the middle of the flower bed. Means absolutely nothing to me. All I knew was that the nazi's used it.

This ones definately worth noting.

I was in the back garden of some house and I was facing an inlet from the sea. There were two people fishing with a huge rope. They had caught something huge and were struggling to pull it in. They said it was a seal as a joke. I thought they had got the rope caught on a rock. I gave them a hand pulling it in and when we did we noticed it was a big seal. The weird thing was the seal had a human head. It had a bald white human head.

Heres some new entries. Theyre getting weirder by the day.

This one was semi lucid. Started off I was in some weird town with my ma and brother and we all knew it was a dream. Neither of them wanted to take advantage of the fact that it was a dream and were acting like it was real but at the same time saying it was a dream. I went around the weird little town place by myself and messed around. I was putting my head through windows, stealing mad looking little vehicles and parking them up trees and weird things like that. At one point I ended up in a bar it had all white walls like the town and had a futuristic look to it. I picked up some guys pint of beer and knocked it back. He got angry and reacted in a way that made me think it was real again. I apologized and told him I thought it was a dream. Then I remembered all the other crazy shit I had done and thought I might be in a bit of trouble.

There was a sheriff in the bar with a wanted poster with my name on it. I decided to turn myself in for some reason. Funny enough all he had on me was littering and harassing people. He didnt know about me robbing cars and breaking into houses.

Soon after we formed a little group of me, the sheriff and a few other people and went around the town trying to do something I wasnt quite sure what it was though. We were walking around and we passed by a tree with a car hanging out of it. I thought it best not to admit it was me with the sheriff around. I was telling them I was able to fly a few minutes ago and they told me "Thats only because you thought it was a dream, you cant do it now that its real" I proved them wrong and shot up off the ground. They were shocked.

Anyway I stopped caring that it was real so I continued on my rampage and started breaking more windows and smashing TV's and things. After a while I started getting chased through a huge building by some agents from the matrix and they were telling me to come back but I wanted to escape. I trying my best to beat them up but I couldnt do any damage. I even fired a shotgun but it wouldnt hurt them.

The weird thing about that one is that when I half thought it was real the dream ceased to fade away like all my other lucid ones do. At one point I remembered getting a bit worried that I might be stuck in the dream and I might have been in a coma. Im coming to the conclusion that all you have to do is have a slight suspicion that the dreams real and then it will hold itself, it wont fade away.

I was in a supermarket in Mexico and there were a bunch of us shoplifting anything we could get. I was the only non Mexican there and I could see the staff were watching me the most outta them all. I could see everyone else was getting away with items so i decided to make my move regardless of who was watching me. I got out the door with one of those huge toblerones and joined the crowd outside. I started eating it then I saw the manager of the shop coming out and calling the police so we all scattered. One guy said "You like swimming" and he pointed at some little canal at the side of the street. We both jumped in and hid and as I was trying to finish the toblerone the police came and found us. First thing he said was "You speak english?" to me. I replied 'I speak english sir". Then he said "I like your shirt". Then he said something in Spanish to the Mexican and said you shoulda stayed in Matamoros.

This post has been edited by Xochipilli: Jan 10 2007, 11:14 AM

Ive been having dreams about killing people the last few days. Heres 2 I remember fairly well.

I was walking around some city and I noticed there was some old man following me. He was about 60 and he was pretty fat. He wouldnt say a word hed just follow me around and when id stop hed stop and stand there staring at me. After a while I was at home my old house I grew up in and I noticed the doorbell ring. I answered the door and it was him. He had some excuse he was acting like a salesman or something but his story had holes in it and I suspected he was up to something. I told him I didnt want to buy anything numerous times and closed the door but he wouldnt move he just stayed there standing at the front door. I tried to close the door but the latch wouldnt close for some reason.

I felt he was a threat and was if I left hed come into the house and burn the place down or something like that. I told him to f%*! off but he wouldnt leave. I threw a few punches and then he came into the house. I started attacking him but he wasnt fighting back. I suspected he was going to pull out a weapon so my aim changed from getting rid of him to killing him. I slammed the heavy wooden door on his head loads of times and dragged him around the house beating him up. The whole time he wouldnt attack me back. At one point he was on the ground and I jumped off a table and stomped on his chest and he coughed up a load of blood and died. I immediately regreted what I did because I still wasnt sure what he was doing following me around. My mother came down and saw him lying in a pool of blood. She was angry but didnt seem at all surprised or shocked.

After that I was doing something in my front garden and noticed and old friend that turned into an enemy after fucking around with us in a grow operation a few years ago. He was just sitting in front of my house in his car with the engine running. I walked up to the car and said "Whats going on James" and he drove forward a few metres. I went to his window again and asked him what he wanted. I couldnt see clearly but I saw him reach into his glove compartment. He pulled out a big bag of weed and gave me a little chunk of hash and said he had loads of homegrown weed and hash for sale. I asked him the price and he said "$80 a half ounce". I told him I could get prices like that anywhere and said Id only buy it for $50. He got angry and said its a good deal but I wouldnt accept it for anything more than $50.

I agreed to buying $20 worth off him and started walking into my house to get the money then I remembered that I had quit smoking weed and remembered that this guy fucked us up in a grow operation before. I picked up a shovel and started smashing his car windows. He sped off and pulled a handbreak turn around the corner.

This one was set in the middle ages. I was watching a joust battle between Jesus and Judus. There were all these roman troops there doing some crazy shit with chains and shooting arrows all over the place. I figured it was part of the joust battle. Jesus was trying to talk Judus out of battling but Judus wanted to kill him. I was angry to see Judus won and knocked Jesus off his horse. For some reason the leader of the Roman army was Longshanks from Braveheart. I was so angry about Jesus being killed I decided to get some revenge.

We were in some big huge castle and the battle took place in a big courtyard. I walked up to the chamber were Longshanks was. For some reason I was able to walk in and I had a reason to be there. I was talking to Longshanks and I had a spiked ball and chain in my hand. I was about to smash him in the head but I considered the fact that he mightnt die quickly and might scream and call his troops. There was a little silver sword lying in the corner of the room so I picked it up and snook up on Longshanks. I noticed he was wearing chainmail so I stabbed him in the neck. I pulled it out and stabbed him a second time in the neck and twisted the blade to be sure he was gonna die.

He gurgled a bit of blood and dropped dead. I casually walked down the stairs and passed through hundreds of his troops. Just as I was about to get to the gates of the courtyard someone screamed out "Longshanks is dead" so I made a run for it. I woke up with a bit of pride having killed the king of England in my dream.

This post has been edited by Xochipilli: Jan 20 2007, 07:47 PM

This oners definately worth logging.

I was in some tropical country and I wanted to walk into the jungle but there were a load of mad monkeys swinging off the trees and attacking me. I backed off and went back into the alleyway I came from and one of the monkeys followed me. I ran at it screaming to scare it off and he ran into a shed to the right. I approached the shed and he swung around the edge and threw an ironing board at me. I found that funny. I looked into the shed and the monkey was lying down in front of a cat. The cat was hissing and looked scared shitless. I thought to myself Im proud to be descended from monkeys and decided not to go into the jungle to avoid further torment from the mad monkeys.

Crazy dreams you have. But most seem to be pretty sound and meaningful. Are you getting lucid in these?

No I havent had a lucid dream in a long time. I keep doing techniques to provoke lucids dreams for a few days then I forget about it.

Ive been trying to interpret my dreams using dream dictionaries but it doesnt work very well. For example about the monkey dream. Monkeys are supposed to represent either being decieved by a friend, your immature and playful side, but in the case of seeing monkeys swinging from the trees its supposed to mean your being troubled by young ones.

In my dream not only were they swinging from trees but they were attacking me and throwing ironing boards at me. That interpretation would make sense but im in no way being troubled by kids or anyone for that matter these days. In fact I havent even talked to a kid in months. Hard to interpret that one.

Heres another odd one I had last night.

I was in a shop buying beer and I ran into an old friend. This friend in real life was big but in the dream he was gigantic. He was about 7 foot. He was saying his ancestors were from Iceland and seemed proud about it and explained thats why hes so big. I left the shop and made sure I had the pack of cigarettes I picked up for a friend or someone and half way down the road I noticed I forgot the beer I payed for. I went back to the shop and there was a Pakistani woman at the till but she said she didnt remember me buying any beer. I was angry so I picked up a six pack and walked out the door and she started shouting at me in Pakistani so I made a run for it.

Had a couple of fucked up dreams last night. I woke up screaming last night. Just as I was waking up I dreamt there was a zombie like ghost eating my arm which is in a cast at the moment so I woke up screaming.

Heres a weird dream i had after i went back to bed.

I was on some sort of wooden platform which was about 8 ft above ground level. There was a slightly old man and a woman up there with me and they were slaughtering a pig. At first the man broke the pigs legs and did fucked up things that i didnt like to it. After the man left the old woman started torturing the pig even more. At first i thought they were trying to kill the pig but then the old woman left the pig bleeding with all its bones broken in agony on the ground. Someone asked "arent you gonna kill the pig" and she said "I'll let god kill the pig" implying she wanted to leave the pig there to die a slow agonizing death. I was so angry I killed the pigs to put him out of his misery and I punched the old lady in the face a few times and threw her over the balcony. I was going to go down and finish the job but she appeared to be already dead from the fall. I picked up a shovel and waited for the old man to come out to kill him to but the scene switched.

This time I regressed to being a kid and I was sitting at the dinner table with my mother and my stepdad whos dead now but was alive when i was younger. They were wondering where my stepdads mother was and it became clear to me that i had killed her. I said "Alright I own up to it. I killed her.". My mother started laughing thinking i was joking and my stepdad got angry asking me why id joke about it. I kept telling them I was serious until they believed me at that point my mother started crying and my stepdad went ballistic and started throwing punches at me and calling me a liar. I kept walking right up to his face and saying "Look in my eyes, im dead serious" while explaining about the pig but the situation just kept getting worse and worse.

The main symbol in that dream was the pig dying in agony. I wonder what the hell that means. Im not that sensitive but seeing that pig in agony got me angry enough to kill an old lady in the dream.+

I just looked up the meaning of pigs heres what it says

To see a pig in your dream, symbolizes dirtiness, greediness, stubbornness or selfishness. The pig may also represent opulence and overindulgence.

Funnily enough the past few days ive been the complete opposite of all those aspects. Ive been working on it for months and ive finally cleared all my daily or weekly habits like drinking, drugs, and all those kind of indulgances. The past couple of days id finally achoeved it. Apart from eating shitty food and cursing the odd time i have nearly all the requisits of being an ascetic or a buddhist monk. The pig dying must have symbolized me finally ending all those habits and indulgences.

I had my first dream about extraterrestrials last night.

I was out in some country house with a bunch of my friends and my older brother and a couple of his friends were there too. We were sitting around a table playing poker and eating chicken. I went outside for one reason or another and was sitting down doing something when i noticed a red streak in the sky flying in weird patters. I knew it was a UFO straight away. I ran into the house and told everyone "theres something weird in the sky" and my brother ran out while his friend was shouting "get a camera"

I pointed out the red streak to my brother and he seemed to know we were going to be abducted after seeing this. He says "lets get in the house" I said "if theyre gonna abduct us it doesnt matter if were in the house theyll get us in there" he replies "I dont care if I get abducted". I didnt care much either seeing as alot of people survive abductions and have cool stories to tell. When we got into the house a big purple light started shining through the window.

Everyone ran into a small room and I had noticed from the minute I saw the UFO it was getting hard to breath. I was the last to run into the small room and when I got in there everyone was struggling to breath. It was getting harder and harder to breath and along with the breathing it was getting harder to move. I decided to try and fight but i could hardly even stand up anymore. I just accepted the fact i was about to be abducted by aliens I was just hoping they didnt have any anal probing or weird operations in store for me.

I felt hands touching me but I couldnt see them. It was obviously the aliens but they were invisible. I though they were about to operate on me and i was hoping theyd at least drug me to cut the pain. Thats when ii woke up.

I side not once I woke up I had one of those eye floating semi opaque hallucinations which was the heraldic cross used as the symbol of this site. The one that comes up in the address bar. I probably visualised it because I was thinking about posting the dream on this site.