Dreams: Something precious

I just remembered a strange dream I had the other night. I figured it was worth reviving my dream research, but given how scarce these dream journal posts are, I figured I'll just merge them into this blog from now on. So...


I dreamed that I had found the tiniest, cutest white kitten you could ever possibly imagine. It was no bigger than a baby mouse, but fully developed (eyes open, walking on its own, and so on). This was happening at my house, apparently. I held the tiny kitten in my palm and admired it for a while. Suddenly, random huge animals seemed to be attacking from all around; bears, dogs, and I'm not sure what else. I went outside and starting running, all the while cradling the tiny kitten, trying to protect it, but somehow it slipped out of my hands. A huge dog ran to the place where I thought I had dropped it, but the dog kept running. I ran back to that spot, and on the ground, where I was sure the kitten had landed, there was a small, hairless, wrinkly, bloated creature. It looked like a fetus. It wasn't all gory or anything, just shriveled and hairless, lying in the fetal position. I knew it was dead before I even picked it up.


This kind of haunted me afterward. The dream was at least partially lucid. I had enough presence of mind to do the little walking-through-walls thing I do in lucid dreams a lot. When the dog ran toward the fallen kitten, I think I sort of willed it to keep on running without stopping, since that's what I was thinking. This is kind of just speculation, though. Also, I obviously did not choose the ending to that encounter.

The thing that haunts me about this dream is, I believe it says something about the way I think about the things (and perhaps people) that are precious to me. It's like that tiny dead fetus was saying to me, no matter what you do or where you go, the thing you care about most will slip from your grasp and disappear. It's... not a kind message from my subconscious.

Anyway, it's all still open to interpretation, I guess. I just hate to think this is how things turn out in my dreams, where I'm supposed to have all the control. Maybe it says something else that I'm not thinking of. If anybody has a theory on that, I'm happy to hear it. These dream posts are meant to be discussed, after all.

Just forgot all about it again

Brief life updates: I'm doing decently in school, just falling a bit behind this past week. Not a lot else going on, but I'm working on that. Sort of.

One of the things on my list of stuff to do when I'm financially independent: get back to my dream research. For those wondering what that's about, go to Grasshopper Enterprises and read a few of the dream-related posts, particularly the Senoi Dreamers one. You'll know about as much as I currently do. If this crap interests you, feel free to examine my Dream Blog as well. I've sadly done little with it so far; a combination of not remembering most of my dreams and having better crap to do made me leave it lie, but I still want to get back into it, especially after this past morning, so there's a fresh post there now as well. If you're reading this, it should already be posted.

The other thing... Aw, crap, I managed to forget what the other thing was while writing that dream blog post. Hang on, it'll come back to me. In the meantime:

Buying a good Stevie Ray Vaughan collection, and finally listening to the Little Feat live album I was given by my aunt and/or cousin last Christmas. These are two things I did recently that I should've done much sooner. I love Stevie Ray Vaughan, and while I've only listened to a couple songs from the Little Feat album, I'm loving it so far. Music is a vital part of my life; it helps keep me going. It's sad how I manage to forget that sometimes.

Oh, remind me to learn to sing eventually, too. I'm as tone deaf as a rotten log, but I figure I can get better.

Now, that other thing... Ugh, dammit. I still don't know what it was. And the whole theme of this post was remembering things. Guess I screwed that up.

Alright, it's late at night and I need to at least try to sleep, so that'll have to be all for now. Peace and love, dear readers.

New: Dan's Dream Blog

So, I know I haven't posted crap here in a long time. Virtually nothing is happening in my life right now. Kind of met somebody, but it's not really going anywhere; thinking about getting a job and putting off my last semester of college a bit longer. You're not missing anything.

Anyway, just thought I'd let my reader(s) know I started a new dream blog. I've always been interested in the subject of lucid dreaming, and I need a means to remember my dreams for longer, so I figured this could be useful, and who knows, maybe even worth reading. Here's the first post:

Dan's Dream Blog: Lucid, 3/26 - 3/27/11: The Snakehead Incident: "For the sake of remembering my dreams, as well as maybe entertaining and informing others, I've started this dream blog. Here's the dream I ..."

So yeah, take a look. I'll still probably update here on anything interesting in my real life, but all dream stuff will go there. Peace and love, you crazy kids.

Vloggalypse Now

So, I finally got my webcam going and recorded my first-ever video blog entry. I'd been putting it off thus far, but I finally have a few topics that warranted you actually being able to see me and the objects in my room. Plus, don't you want to hear my charming voice?



There may be more of these in the future, but not too soon.