Dream Blogger!

I'm going to start posting my dreams here since I can type faster than I can write. I might scan in my dream journal at some point for for right now I'll just be posting new dreams.

I'll explain the dream switch, and you'll see that in a bit. It's when, and everyone knows it, when your dream suddenly switches to something else entirely. Even though it seems rather natural in your dreams, when writing them out for people to read it can be quite confusing. So I've put in these breakers to let you know when that happens.


The night of: 6/6/11

I remember looking for help from this organization that I was with or trying to be a part of or something for children. There was a part where the group moved on and I lost them, I looked everywhere and didn't know where to find them.
~*dream switch*~
As I've forgotten entirely about the organization I was helping I find an old temple at which Indiana Jones is next to me. Since this temple had been found harmless they have used it to make a ride in a theme park. Thought because Indiana was there himself, mummies and nagas started to come out of the walls, they were once stone. They pointed at him "YOU!!!" Apparently they knew that he was the reason why this important historical monumaent had become a childs theme ride. They weren't happy and they chased both of us down this hole. Now when I say hole it's more like a few hundred stores of dropping. But we had a rope and we were coasting down. There were ladders and we tried to stop on those but for some reason they were all breaking. So we get to the bottom and it's like we landed in a pipe, we look at the rope and it's blue and slimy. That somehow meant that the naga were trying to find us and they were right on our tails. We then quickly hide behind a sign that was just randomly hanging form the wall on this rail for the ride. The rail was for the cart to go by I'm assuming. We hid behind this and then in a specatuclar fasion manifested wings and started singing a song, which the railing takes us outside of the pipe into what seems a chinese courtyard that is grandly decorated and theres a huge bonsai tree in the middle and there is geishas just dancing and singing around us in really pretty voices. The fear of being followed seemed to be relaxed as we were in presence of other humans?
~*end dream*~

So yes as you may had read my dreams are rather odd. I've been told this many times. I've even had Freddy (from nightmare on elm st.)himself visit my dreams.

He literally sat down, watched my dream, then stood up and left. As if my dreams were already weird enough. I could almost here him say, "Nah, she's good."