The first dream I'd like to document happened Sunday morning. Time was about 6:30 am.

I woke with the absolute worst migrane of my life. My entire head hurt so bad, I felt like I needed to vomit. My neck hurt so bad I could barely turn it. My back hurt all the way to my waist. My right side was numb. I was freezing cold. Actually, I though I may be having a stroke.

So, the dream that seemed to cause this latest migraine:

I was in (I believe) New York City. Firey balls from the sky reigned down on the city. I was able to escape to a tunnel trian (subway?) with a girl with black curly hair. I believe others are present, but not significant in the dream, other than the driver.

In the tunnel train, I could feel the shock waves of the city being destroyed. The lights of the tunnel dimmed and flashed. I held on to this girl with the black curly hair.

Eventually, this tunnel train surfaced in what appears as a country setting. I could see behind balls of fire burning in all the horizons, but the immediate country scene was still peaceful.

The train continues. We go through a small town where buildings are destroyed. I notice the destruction as being heavy on the tops and lighter on the bottom.

"Bombs." I tell this girl with the curly black hair.
"This is the end." she says.

"I can go only as far as fuel will last. That's it." says the driver of the train.

*Wake up with horrid migrane.*

My non-professional interpretation of your dream, Sir Rat.......

Your migraine started while you were sleeping.  The pounding and throbbing that comes with the migraine were the bombs falling.  Being underground represented your being asleep.    The driver's statement was referring to how long you could remain asleep.  The only piece I can't fit in is the girl with the black curly hair.  Maybe she was your dream guide? 

I hope you don't have too many more nights like this one.

Greetings: I am glad to report being migraine free for an entire week. I only had one minor headache that dissapated while weeding the garden.

Had only some minor insignificant dreams this week. One of me with Christmas lights. One out walking in the yard, ect. Figures, I start to document all the horrid phases of sleep and they go away.....

The most significant dream to record was Sunday, today, at 12:30 PM, (yes, a short one hour nap.) My pool was full of dogs playing with a ball. It ends when the phone rings and I'm staring at a pool full of dog hair. Possible cause: I had to install a new pool filter Saturday afternoon.

Robin, I've gone nowhere in building the new bike. The pool filter took most of the afternoon and I slept in till 10 that morning. I did a little stress relieving art last night. We had major amounts of rain last night into today with heavy lightning and thunder. According to my crude rain guage, (the pool), we got over three inches of rain in 12 hours.

A pool full of dogs playing ball - that's a sight to see!  But, yech, the hair would be a mess to clean up.

I have faith that you will get the bike built. Keep at it!

I haven't been around in a while -- but it's about time you made a journal!

=)

Sir Rat: Pardon this bold suggestion, but I think you should spend the night at a sleep evaluation clinic pronto! It sounds like you have a serious case of sleep apnea. That's not good for you or your lady rat, whom you probably keep awake and occasionally hurt.

My former husband had a mild form of this disorder and would have strange, terrible nightmares...some of which would make him leap out of bed & just start freaking out when he was not entirely conscious. Other times, he literally attacked me in his sleep.

That's one more reason this guy is my former husband.

You really should see a doctor.

Wow, so you fall asleep while sitting still?  Oh, I've heard of that, that goes by another name, doesn't it...something with an N maybe?  Hmm, can't think of it now.

You know, it's funny what you just make click in my head when I read the part where you said you've had the dreams since youth.  I've been trying to blame my nightmares, sleep walking / talking on the stress in my life, but I can clearly remember having such vivid dreams and nightmares, and the sleep walking and talking from a very young age...maybe around 4 or 5? 

There were several accounts of me wandering in my sleep, usually my mother or sister would find me and take me back to bed.  More like I would wake them up some how, and they'd have to take me back to bed!   I still do it to this very day.  I am even aware of when I am dreaming sometimes and am learning how to control them, my husband thinks this is very wierd!

The last time I was acting out in my sleep (about a month ago), I sat up off the couch, grabbed a lit jar candle and turned it upside down, spilling the hot wax all over our coffee table.  The candle burned my hand, which kind of woke me up, but not enough to pull me out of dream state.  I realized what I did the next day when my husband was looking in horror at our poor coffee table & I told him what I remembered doing.  He's going to have to shackle me soon!

I hadn't had a good restful night's sleep in 2 years, since my hubby gained a lot of weight.  Then I recently read an article on snoring, and one of the suggestions for the suffering partner was ear plugs--the squishy, disposable kind.  I don't know why I didn't think of them before, and I highly recommend them to anyone who asks.  The plugs don't completely cut off all sound, but the snoring is muffled to the point of simply being a minor annoyance rather than driving me to the point of murder.

Another dream from this morning:

I'll write this up front, it is one of the most graphic death dreams I've ever had. It takes place over three wake-ups: 3:37 AM, 5:20 AM, and 5:50 AM. For the record, I tried to go to bed at midnight, but only tossed and turned, so as not to disturb my wife, I went to the family room until I felt tired. I turned in at about 1:30 AM.

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This nightmare starts again with fire reigning from the sky. People are panicked and running about. In this dream, I am sometimes myself and sometimes a spirt that has hovering and flying abilities with a connection to the supernatural.

I suddenly find myself in outer space talking to a (superbeing, alien, ect..). I look down at the planet while receiving instruction of some kind to stop the tyranny on Earth. I look down and wonder if I'm so far out in space that I will have to re-enter the Earth atmosphere.

"Look" I hear.

I see another decending to Earth. He, (for some reason, I know who it is) bursts into fire upon entering the atmosphere. "uh-oh.."

Now for some reason I end up in Texas, but Texas is dark and barren of plant life. It looks more like Nevada, but it's supposed to be Texas.

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Here's the graphic part you may want to skip... I'll try to keep out details unless absolutely neccessary...

The Earth while I was gone has been taken over by creatures with pteratoctal type wings. Each is blue and carrying a person in their claws, dropping them into a hole in the ground. As a spirit, I'm given a glimpse inside this hole where people are dropped. I'll just say it was probably hell and most of the real bad graphic torture happens here. In here, the monsters are red instead of blue.

3:37 wakeup. Hot and perspiring. Making sure I remember this to document later.....

My mission is to find a secret code in one of the fireballs falling from the sky and present it to the leader of these winged monsters so the tyranny and death to others stops. I try desperatly by picking up these burned objects and presenting them to this leader as we hover about two feet off the barren sand. I'm getting desperate. I can't find the right combination of fireballs to present.

5:20- woke up, heart racing.

Now I see a peaceful Earth. I'm back in familiar territory. Things seem peachy until I realize the whole Earth is now controlled by a radio frequency of 101MHZ. No one seems to know but me. 

Alarm goes off at 5:50.

There is no morning migrane this time, but an odd feeling of peace to start the day. If I had to start the day at 3:37, that scene would have haunted me horribly all day. Well, it does in a way, but maybe not as bad as if the alarm went off in the midst of all that death and torture.

Sheesh!  With dreams like yours, Sir Rat, I'm GLAD I don't dream!  I checked out a website for dream interpretation and looked up aliens:
Aliens

To dream that you are an alien, symbolizes the undiscovered part of yourself. Your manifestation as an alien may be your way of 'escaping' from reality. Dreams of this nature also symbolizes your outlandish ideas and your wild imagination.

To dream that you are being abducted by aliens, indicates your fears of your changing surroundings or your fear of losing your home and family. You feel that your space and/or privacy is being invaded.

To see aliens in your dream , signifies that you are having difficulties adapting and adjusting to your new surroundings. You are feeling "alienated" and invaded.  You are also having difficulties in how to handle or deal with a certain situation or person. On a psychological level, seeing aliens may represent an encounter with an unfamiliar or neglected aspect of your own self.

http://www.dreammoods.com/

Here's a fresh one right out of my deranged head. Sunday, July 2nd. 1:30 PM.

First, I'm at a small establishment that sells parts for (whatever I needed a part for that minute). The business was in a small house.. While I'm waiting, I'll describe what I saw while the young lady with long black hair retrieved my part.

I'm standing in what should be the living room. There is a half door seperating me from the kitchen that the young gal with long black hair used as an office. On the table was a mirror, some bobby pins and scissors. There was also a pad of paper and a phone. The kitchen counter was strewn with paperwork. I get my bag and leave.

Now this would be rather insignificant except for the next scene. I'm at an eating establishment sitting with some guy I don't know. The interesting part is it's the SAME HOUSE! The dining room is the old living room. The half door still seperates the kitchen from the living (dining) room. My order is long overdue. I decide to get up and go out to investigate a sound of thunder.

I go out the side door of the house. There is a metal awning above. The siding is painted in that old chalk paint they used in the 50's and is white. I look to the Northeast to see a building thunderstorm as I wipe the resulting white powder from my hand from touching the siding on my pants.

I'll take a few words to describe this cloud since it took several moments of the dream. The cloud was deep black. It was moving fron NE to SW, a very RARE direction fof storms to travel in Eastern Missouri. Lightning bolts not only travel to the ground, but also straight up in the air toward heaven. The cloud is growing faster and faster before my eyes. The terrain was very flat and barren of any trees. The wind was calm.

Some old guy joins me on the side of the building.

"That's a big one."
Here's where Robin may take note of my reply:
"Yeah, and I got 15 miles to get home BY BICYCLE!!!!"

At this time, I consider abandoning my lunch and start the ride home. My know for some reason the ride from this location is due West, so maybe I can out run this storm if I really pedal hard! But instead, I run back into the house. I storm through the half door into the kitchen where I'm told my lunch is ready. Back at the table, the guy I didn't know is still there, but at the end of the table is the same girl with the black hair stated earlier!

I was woke by a phone call. I was very disoriented and thought it was night! I couldn't figure out what day this was at first. Caller ID says it's my wife cellular phone.

"Why is she calling me so late at night." Now I see I fell asleep sitting at the computer. It's afternoon and I had one of those ~I sat still too long and fell asleep~ things. This is very fresh and I can relate most of the minute details, which were in vivid true color.

Do you do any dream analysis?  I use this site almost exclusively - they have a great database of symbolisms

http://www.dreammoods.com

And I learned some interesting things there too.  Like sometimes in a dream, it might be about events that happened that day, and those are pretty obvious.  The ones that aren't so obvious, with people popping up from your past, can be seen as different aspects of your personality that are similar to that person.  So the dream, although has many characters, are all about you and how you are feeling subconciously. 

If I've had a troubling day and can't quite put my finger on why, dreams really help me understand what's really going on in that noggin of mine!

Dream for July 16, woke up near 5AM with this one.

This dream would probably be insignificant except for the subject matter generally discussed here and the actual day this was dreamed.

I am myself and a lot younger. I'm at the kitchen table at home (in this case, my parents kitchen.) I think I might be late teens. Maybe 20 or 21.  My younger sister appears and I look at her in amazement!

Her hair is thigh length! It's a golden honey color and seemed to get this way in a very short time...

I say: "Why did you finally grow your hair?"
"I have a new hairdresser" her reply.
"She must be amazing!" I reply.
"I don't know about this. It tickles my legs when I wear shorts" her reply.

???

OK, the dream ends. I wake up. Another weird dream...

Except:

July 16th is her birthday.
She has NEVER worn her hair longer than mid ear.
At this time of my life, late teens to 20's, I had no interest in long hair on women but grew mine longer. However, in mid teens, I liked the look and used to beg my sister to try growing her hair. (And my parents to let me grow mine longer)

My sister never showed interest in growing long hair, unlike me...

Repetitive dreams: Thursday morning from about 6am till maybe 9AM.

I kept dreaming I was in my first house. This is the house I bought when still single and the first we lived in together. All my old neighbors returned, even the ones who passed on. Each time I woke and fell back asleep, I would have yet another scene at the old house.

This is a subject that keeps popping around every so often.

I think there were five instances of this subject in this set. The last one woke me for good in that I dreamed my wife's cancer came back ??? (which she had during our 6 yr. stay there). Normally, dream scenes in my first house are peaceful rather than scary.

Dream recorded Friday afternoon:

Woke up this morning from this dream at 5:56AM. There were three beings in this dream but only one was human. I think it is a death dream but not sure.

I am nothing but a spirit like being. I have no active part in this dream other than an observer.

It starts with this beautiful young girl standing by what appears to be a lookout point up on a cliff overlooking a body of water where the shore on the other side is not visible. She is distressed and crying. She wore a flowing white gown and she had long black hair at about knee length. The gown and her hair waved gently in the slight cool breeze as she cried. She was beautiful. I mean breathtaking beautiful.

A voice from another spirit like being spoke. This being could be heard but not seen. "Come be with me. Come be with me." This spirit kept repeating this to the beautiful woman until she finally jumped from the point into the water about 10 stories below.

She floated to the top of the water face up. I'm allowed a close up of her at this point as she floated downstream. The other spirit began to sing the carol, "Silent Night". The spirit to be heard but not seen had a beautiful singing voice as the carol was sung to the woman.

The last line, "Sleep in heavenly peace", was sung by both the spirit and the woman. Over and over, the last line was sung by both the woman and the spirit.

I'm now deprived of the close view of the woman and am now at a distace where I can see the bigger picture. The body of water ended at a cliff and the woman headed that direction. "Sleep in heavenly peace" continued to be sung.

As the woman faded from my view, the spirit to be heard but not seen is revealed to me.

The spirit was female and her name was, "THE TEMPTRESS"!

Approaching 9/11 probably prompted that dream.  Still a scary thought.

I have trouble when I wake up from a long sleep as well.  I've finally identified that most of what I am sensing is confusion.  I am so unacustomed to sleeping, that I wake up disoriented and confused which gives me a headache! 

Not remembering your dreams probably means you either are not getting into REM sleep and you are not dreaming, or you are sleeping longer, past the REM sleep and you are not able to remember the dreams.

rodent wrote on Oct 9^th, 2006 at 11:40pm:



Sheesh!  No wonder you are having nightmares! 

I'd be careful with the chainsaw for a while!!

I'm sorry you've been threatened.  I hope everything works out OK for you.