Paranormal Activity Dream/Nightmare

This dream was pretty intense. It also was another dream within a dream, but not as dramatic as the one I posted last week (I'm starting to wonder if Inception is real). The dream started off with me and my best friend Amilyn (who was also a mix of my other friend Jessica) hanging out and I knew she was having a problem with a poltergeist. I started mouthing off, not taking the situation seriously and in the back of my head I'm thinking, hmmm, this probably isn't a good idea. Yet somehow the seriousness of the proltergeist was lost.

Next thing I know is I'm at a restaurant, like Wendy's, and I'm putting a birthday card into Amilyn's hand. I'm pointing out weird things about it. For one, it wasn't from any of her friends. Two, with it clearing writing on it, "I love you Amilyn," there was a note that wasn't there before saying, "I'll get you Meri." And for some reason in my dream it was important to note that the name Zach was written on the card too in very small, almost illegible, handwriting. But the threat to me magnified the realness of this poltergeist.

Then I was back at Amilyn's house with her and once more antagonizing the demon. I was trying to play the, "as long as I don't get scared by it, it can't harm me," idea which went very bad. I could feel the terror rise in my chest and feel my balance get shifty. Suddenly I was terrified realizing I probably pissed the poltergeist off. Suddenly I was being dragged to the other side of the room. I remembered one thing my mother taught me was that I could command evil spirits to leave me alone in the name of Jesus Christ. However, when I tried to yell those words my voice wouldn't work. I could gasp for air but my voice failed me. It was like the words couldn't even escape my mouth. Like trying to run in a dream but your legs are in super slow motion.

Thankfully my body decided to wake up. However I really hadn't. I was still having a bizarre dream in which I was walking around Pike Place and playing around a swing set and having difficulties getting a turn to use the restroom. I can't really place where or what those things had to do with the main part I remembered.

I had gone down stairs into my kitchen still feeling a tad odd about my dream. As I was in there, I was cooking and soon realized something wasn't right. I would put stuff in the sink and when I would turn back to put something else in there, it was gone. I figured the demon saw me antagonizing it in my dream but this time I was prepared to yell before it could stop my voice. In the biggest voice I could muster, I commanded the evil being to leave me in the name of Jesus Christ. I could feel the anger around me as I said those words with as much confidence as I could. I closed my eyes to keep my confidence, afraid I would see something that would weaken my faith, and loudly stated again. The tension in the air increased and I yelled the statement once more. My head was growing dizzy and when I finally opened my eyes, the cabinet doors were all open and the drawers all pulled out. In my dizziness it all looked like the kitchen was about to cave into me.

I quickly got out of the house and found my mom to fill her in on what was happening, hoping she'd be able to fix it. I had also told Amilyn that I had taken her problem... probably... So with this problem of mine, I ended up being at some house that had a frozen pond next to it. I was playing around by it with one of the boys I babysit. My mum comes out and yells to me to stay away from water. I quickly get to my feet and ran away. I looked back at the pond and could see a weird movement coming from the water. I could see the ice thinning and the little boy still playing around by it. I ran back to the pond to grab the boy but as I got closer I could see a bluish, white figure emerge from the middle of the pond and look at me with a look of happy revenge. The demon was bald and had black eyes. It was much quicker than me too. Right as I got to the pond edge, the demon had snatched the boy and disappeared into the pond with him. I swam in after it and was able to get the frantic boy from the demon with little trouble.

I swam back and got out of the pond with the distraught boy and got him to the safety of the house. When I looked back, the demon was coming out of the water and had the look in his eyes that he was gonna kill me. Next thing I remember other than trying to keep away was stabbing the demon with an icicle. It was odd though. The demon just looked at me and took the icicle and continued to cut and stab himself with it.

Then the lovely blaring of my alarm woke me up before I could see if I truly defeated my demon. It was a relief though to realize I didn't have a demon trying to torment me. As scared as I was in my dream it was kinda fun too being able to finally defend myself from the evil that was after me.

(The bold paragraph is there because when I later reread this post I was a bit weirded out when thinking about the recent Paranormal Activity movie at the time [which was Paranormal Activity 2]. I had this dream before that movie and the fact in the 2nd movie they had a seen where all the cabnets, drawers, and doors in the kitchen exploded open.)

Crashed and Bruised Dream

And I'm sure no one will read this, but some how being able to write it out seems to vent my thuoghts and feelings.

Had a dream that I was driving through Seattle and being incredibly reckless. Driving way too fast for the amount of cars on the road and not stopping completely before swerving out into the middle the road as I took right turns. Well on the second time I turned a corner too fast without fully stopping, sure enough the car behind me couldn't stop in time before rear ending me. But we were on a hill, so we kept sliding down to the next car. I could feel more impact from the cars behind the first that hit me, stacking up and could see 2 more cars in front of the one I just rear ended get added to the pile up.

Once all the crashing stopped I lay still not sure if I should move. My window shield had been busted and my whole head hurt. From the looks of what I saw in the rear view mirror was the right side of my face had a wicked bruise. It was rectangular and went from the top of my cheek bone and down my neck. I figured it to be the seat belt as it rubbed against me when I was crashing. On the left side I had all these cuts from the glass that also looked like a big burn mark, like my face got rubbed along the pavement. That went from the side of me eye brow to just below my jaw. (Oddly enough when I looked at myself in the rear view mirror this morning I relized how backward the wounds were. My left side of my face should hav had the bruise while my right side of my face should have been cut up.)

When I finally decided to get out of the car, knowing in movies you can't be too sure as to if your car is gonna blow up, and to get help for myself and to see who else was involved. Of course my legs weren't working normally, due to all the shaking they were doing. I felt so dumb to have been in such a reckless hurry. Yet the only other person I saw effected by the crash I just experienced was my sister in law. She was pretty stressed out and I wasn't able to hug her in attempts to comfort her.

It then hit hard that I was now without a car. My one car. I was home now and could feel the burden I created with my family by not having a car any more. I need one to drive those boys around and can't use the ones my parents have. I knew I was screwed. On top of that, I had to go to the boys house that I babysit at that moment. Luckily Steven was over at the time to help me with that. But that was just for a drop off.

As Steven took me over I saw myself in the mirror again and could only assume a day or two had past already. My wounds were looking a little better. The bruise was lighter and the cuts were scabbed. I was a little surprised no one was asking if I was okay.

Once at the boys house I found the home to be very dark. Like there was only a candle glow. After being there for a little while I was surprised to see my parents came to pick me up. They had a gray car that looked a lot like my car. It was undecided whether it was truly my car and my parents got it fixed or if it was a brand new car. Either way I felt horrible that they would go out and do such a thing for me when I was reckless in the first place.

The following days my relatives came over and day by day my wounds healed. I think that was the most interesting part of the dream. Seeing time go by and my slowly heal. It was a long dream too. When I woke up my track of time and days was a little fuzzy. I almost thought I truly was carless and hurt. But thankfully it was a dream and I am not dependent on rides or stranded. All I can get from it right now is to drive carefully, not to be in such a hurry that I'm going to endanger myself and those around me. And I'm sure the loss of my car has something to do with my recent loss of my lap top :(

My Dream Within a Dream

This morning I woke up to Steven leaving for work. I fell back to sleep and dreamed I had a child. The child was just there and it looked like a 3 or 4 month baby with the mobility and alertness of a 1 year old. I remember putting a bunch of mini kisses on it's cheek and the baby would try to copy what I did to me. 


It was really cute. I was in a store/hospital. I remember walking by an isle and thinking, "shoot I don't have a baby carrier yet," but ended up going back and laying down on the hospital bed. Soon my mum came by and held the baby and I apologized that she wasn't there for the birthing (and in that moment I kinda new it was a dream cuz i couldn't remember how i got the baby anyways). Then my brother and sister in law showed up and I realized my mum had disappeared with my baby and I was getting a tad stressed. She came back and Kellie just looked as me and said, "Now you know how I feel." 


During the midst of that dream Steven suddenly reentered the dream and I thought I woke up because I was on a bed and I told him about the dream I had. He smiled at me and said I had babies on my mind apparently. I shoved him and told him I really didn't understand why I had a dream like that. Then I realized Steven was dressed in a gray dress suite with his purple tie on. I thought it was weird that he was going to his work all dressed up. So I felt obligated to point out that he was all dressed up for his job and asked him why he was going dressed like that. He simply said, "Woman, I'll ware whatever i damn well please to work," and stood up to straighten his suit out. I shrugged my shoulders and thought him odd and that he'd be the one who'd have to put up with his co-workers bugging/teasing him.


I also realized that I was dressed in my church clothes. I knew my outfit could get away with being worn to work, I working as some secretary in the dream (though I never made it to work). I thought about changing the skirt to jeans so that way i wasn't too over the top, but never got around to it. 


Then amidst the both of us getting ready to leave for work, I saw people start to enter the building we were in. It became clear that we were at my old job inside my ex-boss's office, sitting on his bed. I felt so embarrassed and confused at how we got there. Like I knew it was his office, but it was way different than I remember. The bed was the only thing that connected it to what it was. Anywho, that was when we got up and started to leave before my ex-boss showed up and found us laying around his office.


I then heard a thump and what sounded like keys on a desk. I opened my eyes and saw Steven gathering up his keys and wallet before heading out for work. I realized he wasn't in his suit anymore and to confirm what I wasn't sure was a dream or not, asked him if I told him about my baby dream. He said no and in that moment I smiled thinking how cool it was to have had a dream in a dream. I filled him in with the quick details of both dreams and he smiled before heading out the door for work.

My Dog's so Smart!

A few weeks back Ikan sent me a link about this lady who gave her dog an IQ test because she wanted to confirm her suspicions about whether or not her dog was mentally challenged. (http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/2010/07/dog.html) It was quite hysterical since I can relate to having had a dog like hers. So I decided to test my own dog, Thor. I know he’s intelligent, but I wanted to see how well he could solve these problems that are to measure his intelligence.

When I first tried it out on him, he had just spent the day at my mum’s clinic as a test subject for one of my mum’s interns. So he was drugged and dopey. It was pretty funny watching him try to get out from under a blanket, but he was pretty lack luster to please with the Ace still in his system.

Test 1 Today I decided as a fun activity for the boys I babysit that I’d do the IQ test again. First up was an easy one. One has to show the dog the treat and then place it under a cup or can. Thor had no problem observing me place the biscuit under a cup and knocking it over on his command ‘take.’ He scored a 5 easily.

Test 2  The next test was to place a towel or blanket over the dog’s head but not his entire body. The dog should be able to easily figure out how to get the blanket off itself. In the process of prepping Thor for the test, he figured it to be some kind of game and would make attempts at biting the blankets and starting a game of tug-of-war. After using my, ‘stop it now I’m serious!” tone with Thor, we were able to get him to start the test which he aced easily too and scored a 5.

Test 3  The 3rd test was a bit odd. The first time we did it before recording it was pretty hysterical. One is to sit away from their dog without telling the dog to sit or stay. Once you’re about 2 meters away, you should be able to make eye contact with your dog for about 2-3 seconds before smiling at your dog. The dog should recognize the smile as friendly and come over wagging its tail. In all honesty I found this test to be ridiculous, but I tried it anyways. It was a difficult task, the boys doing their best to distract Thor (many times I had to tell him to go away once he saw me sit down) while I got positioned. My dog loves me and just looking at him usually gets him to want to come over to me. So once he finally got the idea I didn’t want him to come over to me but to stay with the boys, he gave me a perplexed expression once I made eye contact with him. I could see in his eyes that he had no idea what I was expecting of him. After the few seconds ticked by, I gave a wide smile. My dog cocked his head to the side trying to figure out what trick I was trying to telepathically instruct him on. After smiling for many seconds I frowned again thinking I’ll try again. Right when I frowned Thor got up and came over to me which made me laugh. He kinda does the same thing in the vid except he comes over on my laugh. For his effort I gave him a 3 since he did come to me but not with a smile.


Test 4  The 4th test was entertaining. One needs a place that that can place a treat under that is high enough for a paw or nose to get under, but low enough that the head can’t get under. I made a make shift table and used the boys as weights so Thor wouldn’t push the board over. The first time he did it he just missed the 60 second mark and was given a 4. But once we tried recording it, he had lost interest in the game and would only keep focus with me and the boys periodically reminding him were the biscuit was and that he could take it. So the vid makes him look like a genius when he really did that task in 70 seconds.


Test 5  The 5th test was like the first. One needs to show their dog a treat and then place it under a dish cloth or towel. This is to test how well the dog could maneuver the object to get the treat. Thor just nosed his way through the task and got 5 points for completion. The second time he thought about picking the towel up with his mouth and moving it but then resorted back to how he solved it the first time.

Test 6  And the final task was name recognition. You are to call your dog by refrigerator and movie before calling it by its name. The dog shouldn’t make any attempts at coming to you with the first two names but come immediately when you call it’s name. Thor just scored 5 on it, but like with the smile test, sitting away from him and calling him refrigerator and movie while making eye contact with him had him perplexed, unsure what kind of trick commands I was giving him. He would cock his ears with each name, but he was good and didn’t come until I called his name. Note, I did use a gesture with each call of a name. I patted my leg to show the eagerness of I wanted him to come without saying come. My dog knows the word come. Thor though is just a name to get his attention, not to invite him over.

Over all Thor scored as a genius. I know he is one, that is when he wants to be. Thank goodness treats are incentive enough for him.

Steven Open's a Coconut

So Steven took the initiative on busting the coconut open. It was suppose to husk the coconut first, but alas the coconut was too young and tender for that ordeal. As one can witness, the coconut was mostly filled with juice and hardly any meat. But it was a fun and neat experience. We'll have to try again with a fully matured coconut.

Love and Hurt

Love

Why do you mess with me

You are there

To fly me to the moon

Yet you fail me

By letting me fall

Sometimes you catch me

Before the blow

Wipes me out

And my trust in you

Is doubled in joy

Since you saved me

Right now I am falling

And I hope

You won't be late

That you'll catch me

Before this hurt

Consumes me.

This is written about love in general. That wonderful feeling you have with people and about life and hopefully yourself. But as I'm sure you know, there are moments when that wonderful feeling is gone and everything hurts and all you want is to go back to that happy, loving state. This could be due to the people around you hurting you or just random depression setting in. Hopefully the poem conveyed that to some degree.

Silent Room

In these walls

in the dark

With the hissing of the wind

The cold sinking

in my bones

Freely coming in.

Empty stares

from walls of white

Where smiles are plastered on

They cannot call

With no voice

The silence ringing on

I don't fear

The nothingness

But lonely is my doom

With no warmth

or song to hear

Creates my silent room.