Dreams: By Tag: Sister

Wednesday, December 12, 2007: Tornado

I had a dream that I was walking around inside an apartment on the third floor of a three story building, similar to my childhood home. The walls were covered in cheap wood paneling, and the doors were not sturdy. My mother and father were there, and possibly my siblings, other relatives, and my wife and children. I could see through the window that the sky was cloudy. Somebody said that a tornado was coming. I picked up our dog, and we scrambled for the exit, to get into the cellar before the tornado hit.

Sunday, September 16, 2007: Light Bulbs, Abandoned Houses, Sisters

I was working in a hotel. My task was to change the light bulbs in each guest room. The predominant color of the rooms was dusky rose.

I was looking through a window over a neighborhood of run down, abandoned houses. Their peeling and chipping paint was brick red.

In the last dream I had, I was walking up my street. I stopped at a corner. My wife’s sisters were lecturing one of their own, saying, “What did you expect?”

Tuesday, August 07, 2007: Autumn, Old Friend, Party, Faulty Brakes

I was walking up a street in my neighborhood. In an instant, autumn fell. The leaves on the trees turned orange and yellow; already many leaves had dropped to the ground.

In another dream, I was hanging out at the house of an old friend, Matt. He had his Intellivision game system, still working. He was showing me a new game that somebody had made. I remarked on how they achieved such a stunning 3D effect on such a limited game platform.

In another dream, I found myself at a party in a strange house. It was crowded and noisy. There were lots of ice cream bars in the freezer.

In the last dream I had, I was in the car of my sister. She had parked the car in a parking lot, and had already exited the vehicle. I was climbing out of the back seat, when the vehicle began to roll. I jumped into the driver seat and tried to stop it. I told her that the brakes were very spongy and she should get them looked at.

Sunday, August 05, 2007: Downhill Race

I was outside my house, walking my silky terrier. The sky was overcast, and there were piles of brown leaves on the ground. The fence surrounding my house was rusted and broken; one section was closed off with a propped-up wooden fence. I chased my dog around the back of the house, and the properties of my neighbors had changed. There was a lot of grass, trees, and shrubs; also, an entire apartment had vanished. An old friend of mine, Stewart, was sitting on the grass, petting a cat. In another yard, a young brunette woman in a black dress was speaking to a person I could not see.

I started walking down my street. I found myself moving down the city streets on foot, other times by bus, sometimes with wuxia-style leaps through the air, and once, through a pizza parlor, but always downhill, faster and faster.

As I picked up speed, I also acquired followers. My sister, my mother, my aunts, my grandmother, eventually bystanders. We were speeding towards White City, a shopping center across a bridge. At the height of speed, I grabbed onto the hips of a roller-blading young blonde woman in a white bikini and zoomed off.

Monday, July 16, 2007: Mom, Giant, Ross, Invasion

In a reversal of real life, I dreamed that my father had passed away, and my mom was elderly and needed home care. My sister and I discussed the matter, and I decided that I would take her into my home. I lived in an apartment that I apparently visited infrequently. My brother was there and asked, “What about me?” My response was that he should care of himself now.

I dreamed that I was standing on the north side of the long stretch of Hamilton Street. A Tolkien-esque invasion of orcs and other monsters approached from the south. We prepared for battle.

I dreamed that I was at a conference with Dr Ross Geller from the TV show Friends. He was coaching us on what to say. I asked him if I could call him King Nerd. He said sure.

In the last dream I had, I was in a stadium with my father. He was seated. I was fighting off a giant, who kept tearing up chairs and rocks and throwing them at me.

Wednesday, July 04, 2007: Fragments

I can only recall fragments of dreams... a strange house with narrow stairs... living with my father, sister, brother, and my dog... somebody says, “You take the blue room.”... a red door... my brother and a friend are welding metal... climbing rocks near the ocean... neighbors doing drugs...

Saturday, May 05, 2007: Cellar, Buddha, Flying Things, Weird Wedding, and Car Accident

I descended stairs to a long dark basement. I pulled open two metal drawers, brimming with water. Slowly, what low lighting there was dimmed to darkness. I could only feel my way back upstairs.

My sister told me that my room was to the right. I took a right at the stairs. The stairs forked and spiraled off in all directions. I climbed a high step to the right into a room. The room was small. The walls were painted orange. Against the walls were pieces of lacquered furniture. I could make out a fuzzy reflection of myself in one tall piece. I step out of the room.

Suddenly, everything is dark again. A huge smiling face made of terracotta fills my left field of vision. It speaks, “I am the Buddha.” I reply, “You are not the Buddha. You pretend to be the Buddha.” Suddenly, I have a vision of a crying child made of the same orange clay, pinned to the ground by a single large hand.

In another dream, I am in my driveway, holding a stick, swatting at small red flying creatures. They are a cross between pterodactyls and insects. I hit both of them, and they fall dead.

In another dream, I am at the wedding of my cousin. It is colorful, and juvenile, and we sing children’s songs.

In my final dream, I am driving with an acquaintance in an SUV. She steers poorly, and we end up backing over another car while parking.

Monday, October 23, 2006: Second Story Man

Under cover of night, I scaled a stone building. A rectangular reflecting pool was adjacent to the building. I wore loose dark clothing, and a scimitar on my belt. The stone had many crevasses and decorations to grip. I climbed up to a balcony, entered a room, and examined its contents by touch. What I searched for was not here. I climbed to another balcony, and continued my search.

Somehow, my brother appeared. He wanted to follow in my footsteps, but he was incompetent. He made too much noise. He couldn’t climb well. And he drew attention to us, so much that we were accosted by guards. I drove them back with my scimitar, while my brother hid behind me, clinging to my back. I couldn’t endure my brother’s interference any longer, so I climbed down and left.

I walked to my father’s house; he had moved. His house was on a corner. The road had a lot of noisy traffic, as it seemed to be a common shortcut. He wanted to borrow money, but I said no. My wife and daughter arrived, and I departed with them.

I was cuddling with my wife in bed. She asked me if I ever loved anybody else. I replied honestly, that yes I had, but that was years before I met her.

Sunday, October 22, 2006: Church Intrusions, Fatherly Extortion, Demonic Seduction

I stood next to a long heavy wood dining room table. Seated around the table were members of the church I left years ago in real life. The phone in the middle of the table began to ring. Those seated at the table looked to me expectantly. So I answered the phone. It was Malcolm David Kelley. He spoke to me about church-related things. I stopped him after a minute or so, saying that I no longer attended this church, and that I don't even know why I am here, then I hung up.

My dad, my sister, and I were driving at night. My sister dropped me off at a mall. I was going to see a movie in the theater that was in the mall. But when I got to the theater, it was full of members from the church I left years ago. This annoyed me, so I waited outside for my father and sister to return.

After my father and sister returned, my father was telling me that he needed to borrow money. He had two sheets of paper. One was a list of items totaling the money he needed to borrow. The second sheet was a list of insignificant things that he believed he had done for me that entitled him to money from me.

In a different dream, I was being seduced by three demons, and I let them seduce me.

In a dream I cannot place chronologically among the other dreams, I was coding my website. I added a CSS effect to title text to make it look blurry.

Friday, October 06, 2006: Dad, Broken Leg

I was walking down a sidewalk at night. The sidewalk was next to a road. There was some traffic on the road; I remember their headlights. On the other side of the road was water.

My father and my sister were walking ahead of me. My father was walking on crutches. His left leg was in a cast.

Thursday, August 26, 2004: Green Hills, Gold Rings, Marriage

I was climbing a green, grassy hill. As I ascended, I found a gold ring. As I continued, I found another gold ring.

In the other dream, I was in the rear seat of a car. My brother was driving, and my sister was in the front passenger seat. They were asking me questions about my relationship with my wife, with implications that I was only with her because of the church. I told them that I genuinely loved her, and besides, I was no longer with the church. This shocked them.