Dream Fragments

Note: Please be advised these were fragments from my subconsciousness. 

I’m finding pieces of whole nails, uncooked rice, and yellowed nails that I had ingested in my throat.

I unzip my clothes and find my entire naked body has been tattooed. I also notice it’s a youthful body. I’m intimate with someone who is physically repulsive.

I’m pregnant, do not know how the father is, but also know I’ve had a miscarriage in the past and hope that will be the case again.

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I felt as if I was inhabiting someone’s body during these scenes. I didn’t feel myself at all. I knew my physical body wasn’t covered in tattoos nor was I slender.

Perhaps it’s a check on dreammoods.

Random Thoughts for the Day

I have a dream….

I have a dream that one day I will be free.

Free from all that binds me to this status in life,

Free from all the decision making done for me,

Free from financial, physical, and familial bonds,

Free from all which bounds us as husband and wife,

Free from all which gives me my dignity, integrity, and honesty.

I dream of one day acquiring these basic morals to adapt to my life.

To one day, tell myself, “Hey you DID it! You did it all by yourself.”

That is my dream.

 

A Boy and A Girl

​Dream:

I’m heavily pregnant I’m having a daughter. I should be having the child within a month. 

I can feel the baby kicking me. I’m thinking to myself if I should get my tubes tied so I won’t have this issue again. I sit down in a classroom setting.

I sit down next to the boy I’ve always had a crush on. I ask if he will be able to visit me when I have the baby he said he will try. Then he hands me a flyer of an art gallery exhibit I ask if it’s at University he said no at College and then asks if I would like to go then remembers it’s for invitees only. As we were talking, a woman tells me get up and move over as her stuff is in her desk. I am shocked she asked me as I’m heavily pregnant. But I don’t look very pregnant.

After that we part ways….

I jump into another dream

Reaching Deep into My Subconscious 

Dreams: 

Not sure what prompted me but I was carrying a flip phone. I turned it on and after a few tries I see the message from her. She’s found out about me and has found a creative way to correspond with me. There’s a photo of dirty laundry, towels, undergarments. I notice the waistbands of the woman’s undergarments have words written. She talked about her life, what she had to put up with. The photographs were a glimpse into her family life.

Next scene, I am at a friend’s house. She wants to sell her apartment and we are in discussion. I notice her laptop is the same as my son’s. I tell her that. She asks if I would like to stay watch a movie. She only has one pair of headphones. I ask if she has earphones; I see a light purple one her favorite color. I don’t know why but she insists on wearing heas phones instead of earphones because the sound would be better. 

Following scene, I am running in a hurry to catch a boat. I am almost out of breath, I manage to get on but I’m on the wrong side. The water is underneath my feet while I am holding on. I pray and hope I don’t drown. I glance over and see its a distance to get on the other side. 

All these weird dreams! Whatever is my subconscience thinking…
~Lavender

Interlaced

Dreams:

I am vacuuming, it’s one where it’s long with a tube similar to an elephant’s trunk. It’s light beige in color. I turned it off and imagined the shape is symbolic and tried to think how it would used. 

Stepping out, I see myself half awake, I gradually find myself back into the dream. I find my arms above my head, immobile, paralyzed, legs slightly bend. I find myself seeing images in green night vision. I am observing my son and daughter. 

I am then transported into another scene. I am looking for my daughter. I pass through several doors which go into different places. I remember walking up a blue carpeted flight of stairs. 

I cannot remember much as I was awaken by a phone call. Ugh….
~Lavender

Outsider

Dream: 

I am there but not there. You don’t know who I am. I am your kids’babysitter. 

I was helping your son take a bath. Asked him to gather his clothes. Then I found my underwear and girls underwear in his pile of clothes to change into.

You’re wearing minecraft shorts and super hero gear. 

I watch your interactions with other people. Very endearing, I would have never known…

Alarm awakens me. 

Text

Dream: 

I received regular text from you. You stated its been difficult for you to communicate.

I texted back twice 

“Call me now.”

Somehow it didn’t get through. 

So I proceed to write out on a chalkboard an extended explanation of what I was about to say, then I found myself at a child’s science fair. 

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Maybe my subconscious will telepath my thoughts to you one day. Until then, I’ve done my duty…

Butterfiles

My tears of laughter turned to tears of sadness. 

Luckily the darkness hid the droplets of water falling upon my face. 

After composing myself a few minutes later, the image of you remained in my mind. 

And remained it did.

A few nights ago, I dreamt of us. We were having a baby only to hear it was gone.

Perhaps that was the best. Best to connect our memories as dreams. 

However, I do wonder why butterflies kept fluttering about me the day I went on a trail.

Was that a signal from you ? 

Or the Universe?

Reflection

Dyed platinum blonde touseled hair with dark mahoney roots

Cascading down my shoulders dipping towards the back to the nip of my waist

Smooth pale skin caressed by the

Tips of my newly raven polished index finger gliding slowly towards my navel, dipping lower

Abruptly Awaken

By the sounds of my alarm clock

Still I remember the warmth pooling between my nether regions,

I can still feel a slight,

Tingling

Buzzing

Withering

Anticipating

A Thousand Deaths (A Parody)

Hyperventilating
Where is my inhaler?
Breathe,
Breathe,
Breathe…
One step closer
I am frantically searching to kill every trigger of you
Risking all of myself for you
Moments stand still
Our memories remain
My deep sobs
Within my warm broken heart
They come and go
Like the warm, crisp ocean breeze
Weakened
I ignore my feelings
I stab them straight away
Desperately wishing the pain
Fading into the breath we shared
Once a thousand years ago
One step deeper
I have died everyday thinking of you
I’ll forget you for a thousand years
And ten thousand more
My hopes and dreams died
Believing the man you aspired to be
Not the man you were
Baby don’t you worry
My love for you
Will burn
Traveling at the speed of light
Will you love me for a thousand more?