h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

I'm in a church.. but it's my college.
I see the God they worship, he's preceeded by dancing angels dressed in black and white without wings... about eight of them. He is dressed in corduroy shorts and sandals.. his hair is blonde beyond belief, he reminds me a little of a teacher, exept better looking. He's got a sardonic, efficent manner. He doesn't pay attention to his angels or on glowing or burning bushes. His chief priest is the one he usually talks to. I'm young in the order? Something bad is reported... someone's been stabbed (a friend of mine was stabbed recently) something about the North of England and three also. There's a slow person, a guy with a low mental age, he seems confused and begins to talk, but I tell him rudely to shut up because it was me who did it. I run with him to another town, but God finds me there... and I get that theres no point in running feeling. It turns out I haven't done it or something along those lines. But the High priest saw the video of my life up to this point and is horrified that I'm having a relationship with a guy without being married. He demands something, but I refuse, then the whole village/church/college knows and are disgusted with me.

I've always been destined to meet a being at a certain time or point in my life, and face it, and it try to kill me.
Theres a guy who tells me this, but he doesn't really care and he's short tempered with me. Apparantly I've instinctively known this, and have been keeping my room at the optimum temperature to defeat him and other things to optimise my chances, but there's still no way I'll beat it without learning from this guy. But he doesn't think I'll stand a chance and can't be bothered to teach me. I beg him and he relents... learning to fly? Then there's a stone bridge indoors/outdoors over a river at night. I leap of the bank, finally believing in myself and fall to the water, I skim along the top, my hand catching the water and sending up spray, then soar up high, ecstatically.
Perhaps fears of leaving home?

Very vague... distinct memory of the room. Shaped like the inside of an egg. Beatiful blue water at the bottom, blue/green feel to it, very ornate, divided distinctly into two - reminds me of a dream in which God was a giant blue eyeball covered in runes with electricity over him like a lightning ball - I'm competing with a wizard, or fighting, perhaps to the death. There are other spirits we are trying to aquire/ beat the tests of, and there's something valuable in the water?

Those ones were recent.

A dream a long time ago about vampirism...
I bite someone. I think they're male, but I'm not interested in him I'm just hungry. I have normal teeth, in the dream I note how the normal teeth must hurt more.
Then the deal is that I have to exchange. But I don't want to. I kneel down - this gesture is used a lot in my dreams to symbolise being forced by something, in this case honour, to submit. The guy who's gonna drink my blood is much gentler, and he uses a sharp knife. He's attractive, and he's more interested in the power than the blood, unlike me. He sits behind me and shifts the knife from hand to hand as though trying to decide on where, but I know he's only enjoying the power/ teasing me. I wake up before he cuts me. I found the latter one harder to right, perhaps indicating it's greater relevence? Perhaps this dream signifies my worries about sex.... vampires often represent this apparantly.

Do you mind if I read through these?

No. Go ahead.

Following the usual pattern of about two dreams a night, I remembered both...

The first one was a war (swords not guns) we went to it willingly. It was a bit like giant to the death fightclub. I lost my sword, there were loads of others but none of them would do (it was the really good sword I just managed to get in a game ) I found it, but my hair kept getting in my face and almost got me killed coz it blocked my peripheral vision and someone sidled up behind me. I saw them in time though, and defeated them (I remember fighting, but not killing). Then I went into a sideroom dear god why is s-club playing now aaaaah!!! *turns off radio* Then I went into a sideroom and there were people sitting on a big double bed looking glum. We started talking about pain (could be because I'd had a headache and girl pain during sleeping). They said I'd never experienced pain, I left and said "This is a war, I'll learn" Then I went back to fighting.

Second one was a council of talking animals, being led by a female lassie dog. Two rowdy black dogs look like they're going to spoil the proceedings and are endagering both their lives and the females, as this is a council to decide the future (ie. Which species are going to have one). The female doesn't seem too worried about her possible termination however because she's doing a job and doing it well.
There's a subway tunnel leading to the council, the council is being held on an idyllic bridge. The animals all hide when I get there, because I'm human. Eventually I beg them to let me join in and they do.
Not sure if this is a different dream. I'm being dressed as a raven by a woman. My wings have to be shorter? I'm told I can't fly, but if I want to get somewhere to face the direction, caw and flap my wings, and a child will come and pick me up and take me there.

Recently watched Van Hellsing, the night before this dream I watched a bit of a vampire movie.... (queen of the damned. Got bored.)

People were becoming vampires. People I think I knew... there was a collegy thing, and when I recall it I remember booths with people in. Dracula (it wasn't Dracula but a Dracula-esque character) was perhaps going to kill me... and I escaped in a vampire encanted car that ended up being like herby or chitty-chitty-bang-bang... there were vampires gradually pulling the car apart around me and it looked impossible that I'd escape but I did.
Dracula couldn't be killed... coz vampires are killed by a stake through the heart but he was all made of hearts... i saw someone stake him and the stake just dragged out a chain of four hearts that just reformed back into him....
I needed to be strong enough to defeat him so i was prepared to let him make me a vampire... I think he knew why I was doing it, I wasn't being cunning or deceitful. He was about to bite me when I asked whether I'd be killing people as a vampire... he said not many, about four (or was it fourteen? I can't think of why fourteen is significant) a month. I said that was unacceptable, he said then you'll die. I realised i was in the middle of a lair I'm going to have serious trouble getting out of.
I think I escaped in the car or something. THen I was outside the castle. A proper vampire castle.. black spires on a tall rocky hill outlined by lightning.
Then I realised I could defeat the Vampire, without killing, if I was a werewolf, and a friendly werewolf bit me, and I think I bit dracula and killed him. I think.
The vampires he'd made were a bit odd. Both guys and girls. None of them would have been considered evil until they became vampires and had to kill. They reminded me a little of the lackeys in kill bill . I think I fought them all.

There was a man who was a clone/cyborg, and he was depressed because there were many of him at the same time... and they were all numbered.
I was really joyful all the time though, because there was only one of me at any one time, and I didn't need a number.

Queen of the Damned was cool There is a site you know based on that organisation the girl works for, I can't remember it, but it follows the legend of Lestat based on the film I presume.

sorry I was being nosey too

you have amazing dreams woman! so colourful..
but they do seem to hint at some worries a well as an over active imagination ..you're right about the connection between the vampyre myth n sex by the way..but it can also link to other more obvious things such as feeling drained!

Queen of the damned wasn't a patch on Interview. Less of that delectable homo-erotosism And it was filmed and acted less goodly... It didn't have that magic through the looking glass feel. But standing alone it wasn't bad. I've got to read those ann-rice books.
Thankyou Serephina I'm just reading a Carl Jung (sp?) book.. well in between distractions anyway. I'm working on being more open, this dream diary is another little project to help that along,... it's hard and one of the hardest things about trying to be open is admitting that you find it hard to be open I'm sure Creachy and you can attest to that.
Anywho.
Yeah. I've had a lot of vampire dreams. In the ones when I was young vampires were usually very scarey. I remember a great vampire dream I had when I was little... I was looking up at the loft access, and some money - worthless money, only coppers, feel from it. The adults started getting worked up about it, and opened the loft. Loads of coppers feel from it and they were all exited, so did a coffin engraved with a warning about greed. I asked them not to open it but they did and sleeping in the money was the vampire (the nasty, ugly kind with dirt under the fingernails and too much power). Then he chased me.
But when I grew up the vampires had an allure to them as well .

Weirdest dream last night.
Had a strop with the other half and he kept waking me up to moan at me. But anyway the dream. There was some kind of coup with my gang (dream rules=no discernable logic) and another gang... a pleasant young girl from the other gang was talking about how they didn't need to kill us anymore or something confusing that I understood at the time. Then our gang put vaseline on our faces (I had to put vaseline on my face when I did a mould (sp?) of it in fine art. I didn't put enough on (or rather the girl who was putting the stuff on was putting it in the wrong place and my mouth was covered so I couldn't say anything and i didn't want to spoil the mould) and it hurt like hell to take it off) I didn't know why we were doing that and I was very curious (my most motivating trait). Then they brought in an elephant (I truly dread to think /what/ my subconsious was cooking up there )... they fortunately I woke up.

MAN! those are some seariously spooky dreams.
and I thought I dreamt weird things, (mostly Jhonen Vasquez scenario like things)
but this goes a little deeper.
*deeply impressed*

Thankyou


Last night I dreamed I was approached by a bunch of werecreatures (my first dream with actual were-creatures in. I'm not obsessed IM NOT OBSESSSED!!!), and they tell me I'm one of them. Cool. They all sing and I morph into a great big bipedal furry haunched broad shouldered stripey weretiger. We're going to rob a zoo . For some reason. They think my werecreature is fairly cool but no cooler than theirs until I sprout a great big pair of silver wings. Oh yeah. Who da man. We walk (I fly) through the pale square tunnel to the zoo. We have to go through the dining area first though. It's on weird big steps like an auditorium but bigger and with super posh resteraunt at the end of the universe style tables and waiters. I sit down (and the other werebeasties fade from the dream) in a corner and a female child comes up to me and starts hurting me somehow... being annoying and stealing stuff and revealing who I am and what I'm here for, I start becoming both the tiger and the kid, her father is back on a table. Tiger scratches the kid across the face, but it barely hurts her. I feel impotent and confused that despite all this hulking, beautiful power I can't even hurt a kid. I follow her to her table about midway up the steps and her father starts telling me how bad she is and how to deal with her... (it's nearly my dad's b-day and I haven't talked to him for weeks)

you know, i get stuff like that in my dreams all the time.
it starts off all super-cool and stuff, and then later on some other thing happens that completely ruins it for you.
(likle in your case that kid)

i know... tell us one of yours.


This morning I woke up remembering the dream with perfect clarity and trying to remember some keywords for it... but now all I can remember is being in a gang in a lift in the past (time travelled) that went well below the bottom floor.


I remember this really scary dream I had once. Me and loads of my friends were on the beach in a storm facing the sea. The apocolypse was coming - a dark magic scary one. The only way out was to swim out to sea deep enough. We ran through the water... one of my friends didn't look where they were going and swam into this scary window/screen/portal that was 2d... if you looked at it from the correct side you could see into it... there's loads more in the water.. they're like laptop screens, only big and without the plastic surrounding it... each has an image in, all undead ghosty kind of images... an eye blinking.... someone swimming forever, drowning. The portals lead to the world of the dead and if you swim in one you aint coming back. It's impossible to avoid them. Even my teacher/mentor hits one and goes to the dead world. I manage to avoid them though and get deep enough. Then I get attacked by a shark. I try punching it in the nose and gills like you're supposed to but it's just inneffective and I'm too weak, so I pick it up and shove it in a semi-submerged phone-box in a floating city.
Then I become the shark... only I look human, but I'm still a shark. And I'm trying to fit into society but they won't accept me and still consider me dangerous n I have a guard on me and chains. 0_0

There. if ever you're attacked by a shark now you know what to do. Find the nearest phonebox and push it in.

youre still crazy then? I still haven't had a dream anywhere near as good as any of yours!

it's all about getting obsessed with the right kind of books, movies, and games, then trying to remember your dreams 0_0

Some of them are a bit gross though.

and do you never check you email woman 'poke'

*sniffs*

I does! *rubs arm*
I checks my [email protected] lots and lots!
*mutters*