OMG, the weirdest dream!
In the beginning of this dream, my company asked me to go to Oahu and I didn't answer. I was walking along with L and K, trying to discuss why I didn't want to go. L agrees with me, reminding me I’m going nuts up in M-ville without my friends and family around to hang out with at least once or twice a week, and I concur. I start talking to K about it, though I’m trying my best not to let him know one of the reasons I don’t want to go to Oahu for the next year or two is because I wanted a chance with him and I knew if I went, I wouldn't get that chance. But I was also stressed that I was not going to have a job if I said no to taking the job.
The dream then flashed (or maybe this was a separate dream) to me heading into some special club. It was in the middle of the woods and the building was all dilapidated with peeling blue paint. I walk in and the inside is dim and there are a number of sinister people there. I look over and see Jeeves sitting at one of the tables, drinking some sort of dark fluid. I walk up and sign in; suddenly realizing I'm a member. As a member, I have this placard with my picture and name on it. The person who checks me into this clubhouse establishment takes a blank placard out of the slot labeled 19 and places my card there. I walk over and sit down with Burt Reynolds and Jeeves.
As I'm conversing with these guys, I suddenly notice a group of ominous characters in the corner, staring me down. Something is said between myself and them and they become very angry. Jeeves and Burt Reynolds get very quiet, though I'm not sure why. Jeeves says he has to go, but before he leaves, he says and does something weird that I can't quite see and do not understand at all. After Jeeves leaves, Burt Reynolds turns to me and starts talking in a low tone about the club, though he's very vague. I shrug and tell him I'm a member as I gesture toward the host, who holds up the board with my placard in slot 19 for him to see. Burt Reynolds suddenly becomes very concerned as he grabs the card with my picture and name on it and sticks it in his hair for safe keeping, shooting a sideways glance over at the table that is full of my enemies. I am somewhat alarmed to realize these people noticed I was a member, though I was uncertain as to if they saw my name.
I thank Burt Reynolds for his time as I rise from the table and turn to walk out. I try not to notice as the sinister characters surround the friend I was abandoning to go discuss Hawaii with my company. As I exit the building, I turn to see the paint literally melting off the exterior walls of the clubhouse, exposing ugly brown wood. I am alarmed as I see the ominous group of enemies standing outside the building with a group of creatures I immediately notice as evil spirits. I start praying, telling myself because I believe in God, I am safe, that these spirits can't touch me as my enemies start chanting voodoo songs, asking the spirits to harm me. Suddenly, the spirits turn on the leader of the sinister group, grabbing him by the shoulders and shaking him as he brutally informed the guy they cannot harm me, that another has gotten to them first in regards to what to do with me and the mode they were in was protection and the ominous group was now in serious danger for trying to hurt me through them. It was then realized Jeeves had been doing something strange before he left, and that he had been conversing with the spirits to cast some sort of protection spell on me.
I turn to walk away, wondering what happened to Burt Reynolds and how Jeeves knew those people were going to try to hurt me using evil spirits. As I place distance between the club and myself, I puzzle over how I was even a member in the first place, though I don't dwell on this as I start stressing over what to say to my company about not wanting to go to Hawaii.
The end.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Monday, May 10, 2010
Who are these people?!
Well, I know what part of this dream was about...
I dreamt I was with my friend B (who hired me on at the first company in my current career path six years ago in June) in some random building. We were in the ladies room, I was in one stall, she was in the other, telling me about this company who she used to work for who was hiring. I was thinking about how my company hadn't been winning any work lately and I might not have another project to go to after this one ends, so I was interested in what she was saying. B told me she would put me in touch with a lady.
The dream flashed to B and I in some dingy, barely lit room. I'm on the phone with the lady who was going to be my new boss, if the company I currently work for was unable to keep me. As the lady on the other line was describing things to me, I thought I heard something outside. Not really listening to the lady, I carefully try to figure out what it was I heard. I have to ask the lady on the phone to repeat herself. She does, but at this point, I see flashing lights on the back side of the wall, reflected through the only window in the dim room. I realize it would be unprofessional to ask my potential future boss to repeat herself a third time, so I politely tell her something is wrong and that I have to go.
At this point, B is gone. I run out into the hallway and instantly suspect a fire, though there were no alarms going off. People were mulling around, talking about needing to get out of the building, but no one seemed to be motivated to really do so. I'm kind of freaking out, as I dash outside. I see a fire truck parked near the front of the building and I walk up to some lady whom I don't recognize, though in the dream she is my mother. I ask what is going on. She tells me my grandmother was in her room, when she saw an old man standing outside her window with his pants down. Alarmed, my "grandmother" (who, by the way, is not my grandmother in real life... it's like my dream made up a family for me out of complete strangers) called the cops.
My "mother" and I head over to where my "grandmother" is, and the half naked man is there. I look at both my grandmother and my mother with my eyes narrowed, informing them the creepy old guy who was ogling grandma is my "grandfather". They agree and I think how odd it is that these people are supposed to be my family and I recognize this as such in the dream, but I don't know any of them and my pseudo mother and grandmother don't know my supposed grandfather, who has apparently kept the romance alive in his old age by playing peeping tom with my "grandmother" as she sleeps.
Yeah, basically, at that point I woke up. Still don't know why the fire truck would be there if the cops were called, or who these people who were supposed to be my family really are. They all had faces, but as far as I know, I have never seen them before in real life. I also just can't get over how dark the dream was. Not a single point of the dream had full illumination, it was all this hazy, yellowish dimness. Strange.
I dreamt I was with my friend B (who hired me on at the first company in my current career path six years ago in June) in some random building. We were in the ladies room, I was in one stall, she was in the other, telling me about this company who she used to work for who was hiring. I was thinking about how my company hadn't been winning any work lately and I might not have another project to go to after this one ends, so I was interested in what she was saying. B told me she would put me in touch with a lady.
The dream flashed to B and I in some dingy, barely lit room. I'm on the phone with the lady who was going to be my new boss, if the company I currently work for was unable to keep me. As the lady on the other line was describing things to me, I thought I heard something outside. Not really listening to the lady, I carefully try to figure out what it was I heard. I have to ask the lady on the phone to repeat herself. She does, but at this point, I see flashing lights on the back side of the wall, reflected through the only window in the dim room. I realize it would be unprofessional to ask my potential future boss to repeat herself a third time, so I politely tell her something is wrong and that I have to go.
At this point, B is gone. I run out into the hallway and instantly suspect a fire, though there were no alarms going off. People were mulling around, talking about needing to get out of the building, but no one seemed to be motivated to really do so. I'm kind of freaking out, as I dash outside. I see a fire truck parked near the front of the building and I walk up to some lady whom I don't recognize, though in the dream she is my mother. I ask what is going on. She tells me my grandmother was in her room, when she saw an old man standing outside her window with his pants down. Alarmed, my "grandmother" (who, by the way, is not my grandmother in real life... it's like my dream made up a family for me out of complete strangers) called the cops.
My "mother" and I head over to where my "grandmother" is, and the half naked man is there. I look at both my grandmother and my mother with my eyes narrowed, informing them the creepy old guy who was ogling grandma is my "grandfather". They agree and I think how odd it is that these people are supposed to be my family and I recognize this as such in the dream, but I don't know any of them and my pseudo mother and grandmother don't know my supposed grandfather, who has apparently kept the romance alive in his old age by playing peeping tom with my "grandmother" as she sleeps.
Yeah, basically, at that point I woke up. Still don't know why the fire truck would be there if the cops were called, or who these people who were supposed to be my family really are. They all had faces, but as far as I know, I have never seen them before in real life. I also just can't get over how dark the dream was. Not a single point of the dream had full illumination, it was all this hazy, yellowish dimness. Strange.
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