Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 11/20/2017
By Fitful
Okay this dream is kinda hard to explain for location. I was in the woods, I guess me and my family? lived there. But I don't remember a house. I do remember entering and exiting a building or buildings plural but I can't actually remember seeing walls and a roof either from the inside or outside. I also know there was a fancy college nearby, I might have attended? I never saw it either. I know it was old and posh and brick. Anyway I do remember having a room, and the walls were there although looking back in the memories of the dream I can tell they were kinda transparent, half there and half not. Anyway there were a few rooms, mine and another, and then one kitty corner me and after that another. Maybe more. I vaguely remember seeing the walls when I looked at them expecting to see them. But thats it, the didn't seem to be where either was looking, or have sides to the rooms. Also, I could see the forest through them. In the dream it didn't seem weird. Anyway there was an alien. He was tall and green, and I'm talking about a dark forest green. He had suckers on his fingers and knobbly limbs. He was a stereotypical alien. He was also scared I think, I remember him being scared, or lost or something. He needed something very badly. I found out, through telepathy in the middle of the night in my room with its weird walls in the forest, that I wasn't the target to the alien. He was intent to visit the next room after mine. I told my friend this in the kitty corner room and he/she? was very eager to capture it. I tried to stop her/him by going to the aliens trailer to warn him. Yes the alien had a trailer, a small camping RV in the woods. I entered and it was small inside, just a shower dominating the place. He was strapped into the shower and it was pouring on him continually. I think, I can't recall for positive, but I think he could only communicate via the water flow. When it was off he couldn't. He also needed us for food, the flow from the shower wasn't exactly water, or not only water. I think it was bone, or something he could collect from us. A telepathic dust? Idk. I just know he needed something from us very badly. I went over to him, he couldn't hear me when he was in the shower. I shook him, trying to get him to wake up, out of that trace state. He fell over as if in a great shock. Almost as if he couldn't function at all. I think that was when my friend showed up and took him away? Or I took him to my friend. Hmm.. Its possible he wasn't real at all, but to know he was. Its almost like he was plastic, stiff as a board when out of the shower, or in it. But also real? Anyway I went on to dream, and I was chosen to meet and greet those on a reality show. I stayed in this room above, a wooden loft? It was also in the woods, and it didn't seem to have a lower level, that was invisible or just not there, like it didn't exist. It seemed like an old attic but people would come in from the reality show and then go back out. There was an interface in the wall which viewed the show, but I didn't really see anything on the screen. Anyway those who came into the loft were sometimes held for days or months, waiting to go back to the reality show, like a queue. And some of them looked wretched. This girl with red hair in a long pony tail looked very scared, and like she had been held captive somewhere for a while. I decided these people were extras and they were the unimportant people in this reality show. I never was to go to the reality show, something I was grateful for. I thought it looked stupid. I don't know if I changed location or dream but I was very close to a woman who lived in the woods. It's possible she was a teacher at that invisible college or lived in my invisible house. Hmm. Anyway I was speaking to her about cats, and how her cat, or someone else's cat, didn't like me. I felt upset until I remembered it was my mother's cat and how typically my mothers cats always hated me. That explained away the anomaly of a animal not being fond. I had been worried. I had another friend, who also maybe worked at the invisible college? He was a middle aged man, round and bearded, and he was good with computers. He was constantly cleaning this dirty computer, it had a dusty keyboard covered in well dust and crumbs and a few white hairs. He mostly worked in the computer though. I recommend him to her but she said she didn't like him, she knew immediately who I meant. There was a spot of time travel here, a little girl was lost in the woods, or looking for something. I was there, and a family. But i think she died. And the family, we were devastated. But somehow, through a force of mind from someone special or from all of us and someone special, we traveled back into a time pocket where we stood around a hole in the woods watching a repeat of her dance around and play. She stepped on a mine, or we did and we were blown up, as ghosts it didn't really matter, but we did die, only to loop back and do it all again. We lived through dying by this mine a lot just to see her happy and playing. ~ I was at a convience store with someone, a gas station not in the woods but in some rural area that had no people in sight. My friend, a tough as nails chick, wanted cigarettes. I liked her so much I wished I still smoked, and a part of me ached to take it up again. I didn't like that idea, as I didn't want to have to kick the habit a second time. But I mostly focused on the chick.