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Dream 10-18-09: The Last of Humanity

Posted in Dreams with tags , , , , on October 18, 2009 by Sahkmet

Dream 10-18-09.

We were scuttled inside. There, we were in these tower apartments, plain and simple gray carpeting and walls, futuristic. Outside was a small park, the pool and green water. I looked out the windows of the high hall outside my room. The sky was no sky, however but a bubble: it was layers up-and thousands of layers of black seething slime-mud, and we were the last humans in the world. The Federation has let this planet and its people, with were basically one people with one mind *the mud* keep us alive and well to live and breed.

However, we are humans and have made a bad reputation of being destructive aliens. Worse, we were constantly surrounded, with no escape, by the mud alien. As the days passed it became apparent that despite all this leisure and doing nothing…a regiema was intact. Soon we were like in a prison, and these black knight police were scolding, picking on us and deranking my family for silly little things. In a few more days there was more disagreements with this strict policies. We only had one style of clothing, and we were kept like animals.

I soon noted with fear that we were on this planet because we were to be bargaining chips, for the mud-people were in fact none hostile aliens, sly and vile, and would not hesitate to seep their acid sticky mud, like the Blob, through the walls and slowly suffocate and kill us all. Their planet has no air. We certainly would be trapped and die.

Our only way to be alive was to live and shut up and not even speak out about anything, and wait for outside news. We were given to the mud people temporarily as a sign of trust between the more-powerful alien races of this federation. But the trust was lacking. Soon indeed some mud WAS seeping and attacking us in the main building!

Me and the other scrambled to the large window which gave a view of the green small lake-like see, but was incredibly deep, and several stories down. We were sheer over it. I watched others jump, to escape the mud and soon I jumped out too. I closed my eyes, hoping my angle would not make me sink into the water.

I succeeded, and swan as fast as I could to the beach at the park, and the entrance to our building of habitation. The mud had ceased, and they ‘apologized’ for any inconvenience. It was clear they ‘leaked’ so they could show their power. If I got stuck to the mud for a longer time I would begin to dissolve. This place was our only supply of air. I was horribly frightened.

We went back to our rooms, however our pair of scissors was broken. So we opened them up and cut the spring inside, but the black knight laughed and scolded us for not consulting him to fix the scissors! We were condemned to the lowest grade-level, and among the ‘last’ in their caste system. Instead of ridicule from the other humans around us, it was fright. We were just fixing our scissors! We were all in this together, being horribly abused.

Then a large sound. The Mud! They were finally going to  kill us! It seeped everywhere, faster but still for a slow death. I ran with the others to the park, as the black knights and even Cooler from DBZ was hitting and laughing, abusing as they went.

However a hero came; a strange alien with three large spaceships was parked. He was to rescue us! We surged into the space ships, and one by one they took off, through the mud with their superior technology and into space.

Space was beautiful. We had barely enough food and we could only last three months, but our journey was to the Federation senate to be housed. We were saved.

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Dream 7-25-09: Pennywise and Sailor Moon.

Posted in Dreams with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on July 29, 2009 by Sahkmet

Dream 7-25-09.
At Blue Lake Fine Arts Camp, 2009 Session II.

It was the dark room from my childhood, the room where I had my sleepover in my first girl scout troop. There Pennywise appeared, saying he wanted to eat and rape me at the same time. With fear, obviously I began to run, moving away from his slowly advancing form. Then, he decided to stalk and chase Tim Curry in the room, since Tim Curry played his role and *like the 7th Nightmare on Elm Street movie* he wanted to terroize him.

I sorted the Tim Curry movies in one of the cabnits in our kitchen. Then, going outside past some past dream landscapes it was sunny and there was the building we were in *we being me, my siblings and mom*was the forbidden palace.

We were in the parking lot, and there was the partiality of a Winnie the Pooh rollarcoaster. The coaster was a silver Volkswagen beetle mom hijacked, and in it we went over the cliff edge…into a puddle of water that turned into a blue and purple-mauve friendship bracelet. We got out, dissapointed it was not even finished!

And so, heading across the street, nighttime, to our neighbor’s yard. Sailor Moon, Mercury and Venus had spied, but Venus was the betrayer! We were surrounded by these evil versions of power rangers, and this fat middle aged man with long brown hair. We were waiting for Sailor Jupiter, but she didn’t come, and so I turned into a sailor scout with green and mauve purple-blue colors!

I was weak though, and in the fight I was easily gropped and captured in the fat man’s arms. As I struggled and became controted, small, I saw this strobe light vision of a man in the night, with a strobe light, being crushes by a snowball with a pine tree in the middle.

The End.

Venger and the Wall. Dream 6-22-09

Posted in Dreams with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 22, 2009 by Sahkmet

Dream 6-22-09.

This is quite a long dream, and so the true beginning is quite muffled. I believe it started as I was Diana from the Dungeons and Dragons The Animated Series, an 80’s cult classic cartoon I have been currently re-obsessing about again.

Then it switched to multiple views. I was watching and wanting them, in the darkness of a garden at night, get more advanced and adultish clothing. I was basically in a way guiding and drawing their new powerful clothes. Then their enemy Venger came into view and started to attack, and I used them one by one to attack Venger! Unfortunately they were fallen as their weapons did now good. Venger looked at me, and I took off running.

The garden at night appeared to be in the back of our house. I ran, ran across into the stretched-out garden yard to the wall. I was at the left by the fence and the neighbor’s grass lawn and I went running by the wall to the right side. But Venger had gone over to await me there, and so I was running back and forth trying to evade him. His purposes I could not tell, but is felt so real, the pounding of the heart, my heavy breathing and even a few small screams.

Eventually there was an Arab older man I had never seen before trying to help him catch me, and my ends sealed, I began the memory: My own wonderland was to be accessed through the wall, as had my other dream! I could be safe!

There was a large pot, and shrugging off the impossible I dug inside the dirt. Soon I was at the foot of the department store as before, but it wasn’t that busy with the gentlemen. As I entered half the lights weren’t on. Some items were boxed in cardboard. I went through ot the Victorian rooms but they were stripped of everything. And when I entered the room of the satyrs, their plants were stripped, and they and all the citizens of the land were weeping and pointing fingers at me. Scared and concerned, but still eager to press on and check on things, I went through the room, the floor once again in a frenzy of turning cartoonish. I heard the voice of ‘welcome’. I saw people tired, like over-worked and fatigued servants, point and show the Mackinac fountain park and the general store. I looked around, seeing hte full extant of depression and decay of a former decadent fantasy.

And therein I heard the Candy Man. His voice was like Ian Mckellen and someone else I cannot place. It was as if he was chastising me. Perhaps because I escaped into this world when I shouldn’t have? That I should not run away from my problems to here! And then I saw him. this time he was dressed in a dark green suit jacket, a brown bowler hat and beige pants with his bamboo cane. He looked at me disapprovingly.

And so, unwelcome I left, scared and back into the real world. It was now light outside.

This part of the dream I am having trouble remembering what happened, but in that blurr of memory there was something…about Venger and my dad. and then after that I remember being chased again to the wall, but I was feeling quite bored. I went into the pot and found the miniaturized entrance to escape again but…it would not let me in. This situation was something I must do with, and not run away.

And so, I think that was the end of the dream. I can remember no more.

Enjoy.

Godly Cartoon Smite. Dream 6-8-09.

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 8, 2009 by Sahkmet

Dream 6-8-09.

I was in my house. My family was too. I went into the driveway, hearing thunder in the distance. As I strolled about the front yard I realized that today, around the world, was the re-enactment of the plaques Moses did to Egypt! I headed inside and was frightened, for I always am when cosmic anomalies arise. My siblings and family throughout the house were in wonder and foreboding terror as the sun quickly set and darkness, like a blanket move in on the evening sky in one wave. All was dark save the moon, yellow, dripping.

I was chatting with Andi my friend, and she was reporting the same thing at her home. But it was on the news this was not related to the bible: there were aliens, going about incinerating. For in the distance in the sky and the loud sound of thunder and ominous loud things, it was a swarm of alien ships coming closer, and closer, dead on in our direction on my street. I typed ‘bye’ to Andi and prepared to make my family run, run, run while they can.

They did not listen, instead to hide in the basement and face this threat. I warned the house could be incinerated by the fire, but no, they did no move. I watched as the aliens busted through with space ships and warriors through the gate of our street the neighbors were bracing. One of them the commander had possessed a body of a man and was in our house, gloating in a distorted voice our deaths and agonies.

When he went into another room I ran outside. Deep into the backyard, through the trees on the left of our large yard, into the neighbor’s bushy undergrowth and climbed over the layers of walls. I new I had to reach safty, where ever it was. I remembered several dreams and I knew, just knew, there was a world beyond where I could escape.

I was the walls. Leaping up and unto I knew I had passed into the realm of the fantasy. I crawled through the layer maze of holes in the upper wall in the blue sky, encountering creatures and Mr. Nowhere man, pools of water, finally…

I had reached the department store! People demented and dressed elegantly, and I flew over them towards the next room to the right. There were terraces *all this was obviously indoor and enclosed* and people in normal clothing from the 1800’s.  I flew over them, smiling.

I soon came to another room festooned with light and a cartoon boardwalk of brick, floating in a the shallow water. There were plants and jungle stuff, and a room by the dividing wall. I went inside and saw satyr people, devils and Jesus having sex. I was suddenly put inside one of their heads in an orgy, fucking one another as a goat man. Soon I flew out of the head, and continued walking my journey past the twisted room of the sexual satyrs. People were walking by me, from all sorts of rooms. People, children, satyrs, the 18000’s people, cartoon creations, etc. But I felt watched.

Soon I encounterd a long counter top dividing me.  I leaped over and discovered on the other side of the countertop was chips and onion rings roasting in an oven. I was certainly so glad after having a gay sexual escapade fucking Jesus with Satan. For there to my front was a recreation of Mackinac island, this dimly lit swimming pool and fountain. As I waded in and out of the cold water to go towards the light around it, I felt watched.

Watched by a mix of Count Olaf, Dr. Who’s face and wearing a pink and white pinstripe vaudeville suit. He was on a porch looking above, and I left to the left.

There was a general store and restaurant, and looking out I saw the sky! I went to there, and there was a jungle! Green and lush! And lo and behold a tourist large viking boat boarding passengers. I however went closer to the light *realizing that the jungle would lead back to the swamp next to my yard, back to reality* and walks on the wooden floating plank dock and towards the edge. There I saw the source of true sunlight in all this enclosure: a bubble window overlooking the destroyed Detroit city of reality.

So I determined, I must live here to be safe from the outside world I went into the general store of the people and cartoons where, the Candy Man *as I called him* was there! He smiled and started to grab and chase me! I went through the fountain, over the countertop in his pursuit, through the brick boardwalk and thought I lost him admits the throngs of the Satyrs.  I thought.

I knew I must escape back into reality, for I would be endlessly pursued by the horny Candy Man. I went back to the large bubble window, towering over me. Tot he left were the wishing rooms.

One room was for the random wishes of treasure. Another for the random wishes of life-positions of power. And another, the random wishes to go home! so I went in, the Candy Man watching…I was granted and walked down underneath the tent…crawled…

And ended up under the stair case of a college. there I saw my sister, happy and alive at college!

But alas I felt compelled and took her along to show her around. There I back tracked, showed her the chips, the Mackinac Island water park, the general store and ended where I described the cartoon bricks of the Satyr room.

And then I saw the Candy Man standing there clutching his bamboo hooked cane.

And then, I had awoken. Loosing my fantasy world.

O_O CLOWNS! A Dream.

Posted in Dreams with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 23, 2009 by Sahkmet

Dream 3-22-09.

I await Bella, from Twilight, to run the length of the fence in the English countryside. A crowd gathers at a gravel pit in front of some buildings from a previous dream. I stand, and runa nd watch.

Then Pennywise the Dancing Clown pops up out of the turf.

Don’t see me! Please don’t Oh GOD! I think as I back away. Hopefully he will be distracted by ALL the people running away screaming from the evil clown. I run into the building, frigthened, go through a couple of levels and at the back on the conrecte of the place.

I go back, happy and safe, to a living room down some short wide steps, like a school. And there is Pennywise, socializing with some Confederate Civil War officers.

O_O I squeal and start backing away hoping he didn’t see me and he’s doing other things…but when I go back to the back of the building again and walking on the sides to another entrance, I turn and look behind me and…Pennywise is walking at a fast pace towards me with his evil smile.

I start running…it’s a long ways away! I keep turning my head and he’s still at the same paces away from me! All chuckling and evil and my breath is ragged, I start screamign and whimpering and whining, frightened to wit’s end! I swear I was at this point doing it loudly in my sleep…there were tears in my eyes!

I made it in, flew up the stairs to the previous level. There was a giant, long long hall of rooms and banquests and several dress parties and books. I leaned agianst the railing in the dark of the stairs up there. I felt calm and relaxed. Then I followed my old Girl Scout troop, somehow I was in my orange prom dress, and followed to dinner in the first room.

Then I looked to the stairs and Pennywise was coming. For me.

We were all scremaing and panicking by then! I ran out the room, however it was laboured and I was wearing a dress! I went through more dinners and banquets and DARED NOT TO LOOK BACK. Then I was through the maze of used books by the piles! In fact I felt he was so close as I went through, screaming and gasping I was climbing over the walls…a big wall and then I fell.

I landed on my sides and my leg was broken. I could feel the pain! The humiluation of not being able to run and move while…while…P-Pennyw-wise w-was…standing…r-right there looking d-down at me…

People were watching but couldn’t do a thing. I was kicked and I crawled down the shute into…downdowndown…

I landed on a pile of newspapers and a heatlamp. It was an abandoned half-done office with glass winodws all around. It was a half circle. With nylon strech cubicle walls for to make three rooms and the round part of the blue carpet room I was in was the hallways.  I dragged myself, no crawled to one room with a pond, tiled floor, a fireplace and half finished and styrofoam everywhere. I knew this building, looking outside the window I was under the big complex but the building was big and I was under a big overhanging…lost…abandonded…

I crawled to the other room. It had a toilet and a mass of tall intricate pipes going up to an overhanging with brown dirt in mounds. There were people there, gray haired, old and young…dirty…and holes in burlap up above. I crawled up to the edge, partially hanging on. An old man was talking to me.

“People up above in the greater book store occasionally fall into tunnels and tubs that, through those burlap holes that are rotting, come down here. Pennywise made them and picks us off once and awhile to eat.”

You can bet my face was very very very scared at this point. I crawled down the pipes and down to the floor crawling my way to the half-finished room.

There was paper on the wall with scraggly handwriting and a talking statue that looked alot like my friend Hillary. * O_o* It said…Pennywise would feed me. I could drink from the pond for it was clean and bathe in it. I had a warm fireplace. My sleeping place was the newspapers under the heatlamp. The only way I saw I could amuse myself was playing with the fake plants and Styrofoam. However there was also a black and white thick fashion magazine and I started reading an article about fat ladies capsizing in pools and drowning.

I decided, since I was limber and such, I could escape through the burlap tunnels to freedom, since the old people there did not have enough strength! I also feared I was only here to fatten up for Pennywise like the others up there…and worse. Why was I special?

I crawled up the pipes. I latched, despite hte burdan of my aching leg, to the rim. I asked the old man to help me up.

It was Pennywise that grabbed my arm. With a wicked grin and angry eyes.

The overhang was rising up! He was holding my arm as I dangled high into the air! if I fell I could hurt or even kill myself! I screamed and struggled, pleading with everything I had to please don’t kill me…please don’t…

He was angry I tried to escape. He dropped me.

I clung to the rim before the strength gave out. when I fell I grabbed a pipe halfway, then landed on the hard carpet, pain…weak…watching Pennywise swoop down and drag me by the hands to the window while I was definietely the helpless damsel in distress: however no one was coming to rescue me.

I was flopped and sobbing on the carpet and I felt warm hands on my face and body. He meant not to eat me…but something else as he kneeled by my side with drool from his white and red pasty lips.

Then I woke up.

Seriously dude. SERIOUSLY.

If you don’t know who Pennywise is…