I had a dream which served basically as an alternate second season to Stranger Things. Eleven had returned, but the events of the first season finale had left her so traumatized that she mentally regressed to the state of a toddler; she no longer knew how to use her powers and she was forced to wear a diaper all the time.
I became her guardian and had to protect her from a nigh-unkillable demoniac who was hunting her; the fucker was so strong that all the damage I dealt to his body only slowed him down. And to make my job all the harder, he had the power of mesmerism; he could enslave others to his will with a glance.
There were other details to the dream, but they’ve slipped my mind.
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I dreamed I watched an early-to-mid '70s romantic comedy starring Jane Fonda, Lily Tomlin, and Roy Scheider.
Fonda played an unmarried-and-unattached woman with a modestly successful modelling career who had a crush on a millionaire with a pornstache.
Tomlin played her best friend. Together, they were planning on taking a skiing vacation to Colorado, but they got on the wrong bus and wound up in New York City instead. There, Fonda met and fell for Scheider’s character, who was a cantankerous, misanthropic anarchist who always talked to himself in the mirror and wore his hair slicked back and the top buttons of his black T-shirt unbuttoned.
I had this really wacky dream early this morning. I dreamt I was a time-travelling, Kung Fu-fighting secret agent — sort of a three-way cross between Marty McFly, Bruce Lee, and James Bond.
The dream was going really good — I foiled a demon’s attempt to re-convert me to Armstrongism,
(Read 1975 in Prophecy! to learn just how right he was.)
and I was kicking all sorts of malign ass — when the real-life bickering between my parents woke me up.
Just gotta love my parents. When they’re not sabotaging my life, they’re sabotaging my dreams.
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(ORIGINAL ENTRY DATE: 16 JULY 2016)
I had a dream early this morning where Glenn Frey
hypnotized me and Gillian Anderson using a video played from a smartphone. Once in the hypnotic trance, I had a dream within a dream of a woman getting her teeth cleaned at a dental clinic.
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(ORIGINAL ENTRY DATE: 19 JULY 2016)
Had a dream were I met and got romantically involved with two different, equally vivacious women.
I informed neither of the other's existence. Regardless, one of the girls found out about the other and gave me an ultimatum to choose between them. As I liked them both equally, I didn’t want to have to choose between them.
(Where's a Fly-type transporter when you really need one?)
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(ORIGINAL ENTRY DATE: 7 AUGUST 2016)
My last dream was pretty disconcerting.
It was like I was trapped in a Twilight Zone episode where the laws of physics themselves seemed to be breaking down around me.
I would see things appear and disappear in-and-out of thin air without anyone else noticing,
and the people in my life themselves would change shape – take on different hairstyles,
skin colours,
even different dimensions.
Matters got so bad that I opened the front door of my home, and facing the cold winter weather outside, I screamed out to God to deliver me from whatever was happening. It seems God did answer my cry, for the weird breakdown of reality came to a halt. In this new stabilized reality, I found that I was now blond, in my early teens, with a pronounced overbite.
I was also the sidekick of both Superman and the Flash, dressed in some Kid Flash/Superboy combo outfit.
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(ORIGINAL ENTRY DATE: 12 AUGUST 2016)
This dream began with me connecting an N64 console to my TV and struggling to get a pristine reception through the screen. Then some weird shit with my house catching fire transpired and the dream realigned. Suddenly I found myself watching a SW equivalent of Reservoir Dogs. Watto
had brought all these gangsters together for some nefarious purpose. One of the gangsters was played by Bryan Adams.
Anyway, Bryan did something which pissed Watto off, so Watto had him killed.
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(ORIGINAL ENTRY DATE: 15 AUGUST 2016)
Had another one of my “back to high school” dreams earlier today. In this dream, I was crawling through the hallways and up-and-down the stairs on my belly like I was a giant lizard, hissing at anyone who looked at me the wrong way or tried to interfere with me.
