On holiday with a giant cog trying to crush me.

I'm walking around a rustic looking town center on the coast. It looks like it could be the main high street of Dubrovnik but all the buildings are much higher, with tall pillars propping up the balconies running along the outskirts of the buildings.

There are lots of people walking around mainly tourists I think, but there's also a weird festival vibe, like people are gathered there for a reason.

Suddenly, I'm aware that a huge cog made of moss covered stone, roughly twice the size of the tallest building is coming. Thundering down from an unseen hill, except............ it's conscious?!

When it arrives in the town center, people start scattering, although no one is screaming at the impending crushing doom potentially awaiting them, they're just getting out of the way, like it's totally normal.

Only myself and a few other people flee to the safety of a nearby building interior.

When I get in the place and have a look around, it's decorated like a museum, with small to medium sized display tables, housing stuff in glass cases. I don't see whats in them exactly but I think it's related to the cog and the place and the festival?

I move from one external doorway of the museum to another, each time the cog is following me, crushing people and cobbled tiles beneath it's ridiculous weight.

I'm looking around and weirdly notice that nearly everyone in the museum are couples, except in each couple one of them really looks infatuated and the other looks disinterested. Some girl brushes past me and instantly starts acting like she adores me, and just like the others I start to find her annoying. I manage to shrug her off and head for the exit of the building to the north of me.

The giant stone cog is still following me. It takes corners like it's nothing and I wonder if I'll be able to get away from the damn thing.

I make a break for it, running out of the dimly lit building into the sunshine, I'm temporarily blinded, as my eyes adjust to the sunlight I see a cliff face going out over a sparkling ocean.

I'm running as fast as I can towards the cliff edge, as I approach I see a small drop to a lower cliff and hop down to it.

The giant stone cog goes flying out over the precipice and into the sea!

There's a big crowd gathered on the surrounding cliff, which beach towels n drinks and they cheer.

I wake up.

A dinner party with friends?

I'm a scientist, inventor type and I'm all alone in my stately home or at least a reasonable looking dinner room. I'm sitting at the table, atmospheric lighting and wood furnishings filling the space in front of me. Suddenly my friends are here. Not anyone I know, but I know they are my friends nonetheless. We start to eat, drink and have conversation.

I then realise that they are of my own creation, quite literally. I have made them.

They are robotic companions, and as if waking from a dream I realise that I am alone, in an underground bunker made to look like a home. My robotic friends and their short comings as real people are visibly clear to me.

I feel like I want to do something about all this, go up top and outside, destroy my artificial company.

I wake up.

(reminds me of an outer limits episode. weird! :) )

A dark night, commando team and orcs and doom.

It's a dark cold rainy night.

The sea is breaking onto a beach front. Behind the beach is an extremely steep grassy hill possibly even a mountain. Situated on the hill is a large rustic castle, under construction still with flimsy wooden scaffolding erected around it, the flaming torches punctuating the darkness.

I'm with a team of 3 other people, all of us are in army camouflage but unarmed.

We're running, because ORCs and the undead are chasing us up the beach and on to the ridiculously steep hill.

We manage to scamper up the wet slopes and find cover under a few trees. Much frantic time is spent it seems, digging at our feet attempting to create a small ledge for us to perch on, preventing us from sliding down the hill to our deaths, by the fall or the blades of the green monsters pursuing us.

Safe, for now, we set up a small hidden base of sorts from which to decide where to go next...but then below us we hear the sound of massive feet crushing ground as they plod closer to our location.

Below us now, there is a steep drop to a courtyard or clearing. Filling this space is a giant orc, brandishing a huge bow and arrow and a large club. This is getting scary.

I choose to get up and explore further up behind us, trying to find a way out. I get closer to the castle and see patrols of creatures on the scaffolding, I risk the run along these, past the torches, getting higher and higher, but the scenery behind the castle is obscured by darkness.

All the time I get the feeling of being hunted, pursued and the inevitable end at the hand or claw of some simple beast.

I'm spotted. I start to run back to our fragile sitting/standing hole, bringing with me a small hoard of green skinned vicious orcs ready to slay us all. We're helpless, outnumbered, cold, wet and doomed.

I wake up.

Public Speaking and the perils of reading Sci-Fi to an audience

I dreamt today that I had to stand up infront of a room full of people in a large hall and read a passage from a story. Except the story was hard Sci-Fi, full of made up names stupidly hard to pronounce.

As expected I screwed up constantly, getting stuck on all the random words I had to deal with, back tracking, asking the other people on the stage what things meant.

The audience surprisingly just sat there and listened....the bastards.

Then I woke up.

Ducks and Kittens.

I had a dream this morning. A dream of kittens and ducks, and somehow using the kittens to save the ducks.

I wish I could remember it now, it was epic.


yup.

T-Rex, Motorbikes and Musical Prisons

I'm on a motorbike riding around in a city that looks a lot smaller than it should, and chasing me is a T-Rex.

I weave through the streets easily avoiding the T-Rex as it charges after me. Then, for some reason I'm lying in an open top skip or giant bin......which is full of grenades. I'm hiding from the T-Rex as it walks by, not being able to detect me. Either because I'm lying still or I just blend in with the grenades?

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I'm in a room with a floor that is both solid and viscous at the same time, and trapped in the floor with their heads sticking out of the ground are 5 people. A family I'm assuming, and to free them I must get them to sing, but they must sing notes in the correct order.

Like a conductor before an orchestra of heads in the ground, I successfully command them to sing, the floor becomes gooey again and they get up and out of their predicament, thanking me for freeing them.


I wake up.

One from the Archives : Zombie Apocalypse on the Phone

It's the zombie apocalypse.

Like any true survivor I'm smashing zombies left right and centre using a sturdy metal pole I've found somewhere.

But Also......I'm on the phone ......and unable to end the call!?

So I flail around, trying to defend myself from the brain hungry masses, while in my left hand the phone remains glued to my head.


I wake up.

Doughnuts in Winter

I'm standing on cobbled streets in a winter market in a nondescript European town, there are various people milling around checking out market stalls selling stuff. I'm standing in front of a large statue of some kind, I'm with friends and a girl who is with me, There's a stall selling doughnuts. I'm looking at the rings of dough being dipped into boiling hot oil. The person behind the stall hands me one. I eat it?


I wake up.

Parking and Space

I'm sitting in my car infront of someones house. The front garden of the house has an extremely steep incline downwards to towards the frontdoor and windows. This is where I am parked. The doors are open and I'm reving the engine in reverse to keep the car from ploughing into the front of the building.

Because all the brakes are broken.....apparently.

Until I realise that I CAN just put the handbrake down, do so, and step away from the car and enter the house.

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I'm in a container in the middle of space, for some reason the continers are all connected to each other, large yellow crates the size of a reasonably large house from the outside, but inside the space is more like a square prison cell. The doors between the sections are really thin and in the corner, making it hard to fit through. I'm on the containers in the middle of space and I'm on a mission.

Making my way through the containers, past groups of space ruffians gathered around fires (maybe not the smartest option being in space 'n all) I make it to the ship which the containers are connected to. Seems like they're being towed by some gigantic dark blue flying saucer. But not in the mechanical sense, more that it was more like the sweet, execpt organic looking.

I get through one of the tiny doorways into the main ship. Stepping around the corner I come to "the boss stage". Theres a luminous, light blue pixel lady simlar to Tron, but if the character was a shaded outline. She's protected by a web of large cell shaded looking arms, forming a cannopy over her that stretches to the floor in a dome of webs. There isn't loads of them though, they're just big. Surrounding this web, and seemingly connected to it are small pillers with what look like glowing balls of energy hovering on the top. They are arranged in a clock fashion, surronding the dome at even intervals.

I know I must disable the pillars to defeat the blue pixel woman.


I wake up.

And so it begins.

Well Hello! (myself and other people)

I didn't really write much in this blog before, but I have come to the purpose that it be an archive of dreams.


My dreams.*


I will try and describe them the best I can but rememeber, the subconscious doesn't always make sense.

And thats why it's awsome.


:D


* minus the unpublishable ones of course