Hey guys, I'm doing my final art project at art college on dreams and nightmares and also peoples heaven and hell, but i'm currently focusing more on the dreams part and I was wandering if anyone would like to contribute their most interesting, scary, disturbing or fun dream for me to use as a source? I'm hoping to try and illustrate them, possibley making it into a mini comic or zine type thing! I won't use peoples real names or user names or where i got it from, I just need some funky dreams to use and gain ideas from and stuff! I can't use anything too explicit as it will be going out for public to see when we finish the project and have an exhibition! However my teacher did say to 'push boundaries' and go as far to the limit of appropriate so i dunno...i'll accept anything! *contradiction!* But yeah, if anyone would be able to contribute their dreams and nightmares it'd be greatly appreciated! I tried sending out a questionnaire on this topic to my friends but i only got 5 replies out of about 60...i need more Thanks alot for reading i'll let you know what i decide to do with all the dreams and what the final outcome is like soon Sarah
This is a dream i had a couple of weeks ago... it was of a series of dreams that seemed like a movie, this one was particularly vivid and has stayed with me a while. I am some outside party, i walk into a shotgun style house, but the door is on the side, like a renovated double wide, i am in the appalachins somewhere in rural virginia or kentucky. inside i meet a bitter old lady, she is curt, she is controlling, and, i think severly schizophrenic, but asks me to stay. the house is well lived in, old, and cluttered, however it is also tidy, the front room is like a den with outdated ratted furniture, you can look right down the hall, past an informal living room, a wash basin and a kitchen with sinks and cabinets on one side and a stove and a pantry on the other, there are bedrooms beyond that. there is a 3 x 3 foot cage (like a dog runner) that runs from the front room to the back bedroom). Then the old lady's daughter walk in with a 13 to 14 year old tall, scrawny boy they call jeremy. he has jet black shaggy hair, is very pale and skinny, and an unusual gait. he is severely autistic (apparently he has grown up being a total shut-in, spending most of his days since infanthood in a cage, but just started going to public school) he throws a fit to go outside, the old woman scolds his mother, they also speak about some "accident" that has recently happened, but they let him go outside anyway, unattended, there is an air of fear and shame. the daughter says she has somewhere to go and after a tounge lashing from the old lady she leaves, slamming the screen door behind her. Me and the old lady talk a while, i notice a liter of Kentucky Deluxe (a cheap whiskey) with a couple of swigs left in it, i go over and deftly take a big gulp. the old woman frowns and grimaces and tells me that she can't "take that fire water anymore", she then holds out her hand to take the bottle, i hand it to her, she takes a pull, swallows and starts to cough, a short while after, jeremy walks in and right behind him his mother (the daughter) he has a shitty diaper, i offer to change it, i get shit on my hands and the daughter finishes up, i go to the kitchen sink, jeremy is screaming intolerably for "JEWY" (juice), I am trying to wash my hands, but one side of the sink is filled with moldy dishes up to the faucet, and the other side has stale water and more moldy dishes in it, the counter is full of dishes to dry, Jeremy is still scream whining "JEWY" then the sister is in the tiny kitchen with me trying to find a sippy cup and the old lady is trying to wash one, i get irritated and go to the tiny sink across from the bathroom, i finally get my hand somewhat washed, i notice the old lady still at the sink washing the dishes in the filthy water, i go and take another pull off the bottle, time lapses there, next thing i know the old lady has finsished washing all the dishes, she goes into the living room and sits in an old rocking recliner, she wearily rocks, her brow is furrowed and there is a good deal of sweat on her brow, i am watching the boy, then i hear from the front room, "Bob, I'm hot", and it startles me because it sounds just like my Nanna, then again, "Bob, I'm hot". Then Jeremy crawls into his cage, then off to his room he crawls (throught the runner), i have an image of him pulling the hair over his eyes, screaming, and rocking back and forth and every so often slamming his head into the wall or mattress, at the time i saw this i didnt realize it was sorrow, but then i go to the chair where the old woman is and she is dead, then i know. Coincedently, my great aunt, my grandfather's sister, had a heart attack that day, and a week later she died. My grandfather's name is BOB and my son that i gave up for adoption is JEREMY.
I once had a dream that I was (my body rather...living in "autopilot") was on a tall ship, like a pirate ship. The sea was a beautiful blue, but somewhat choppy and rough. From the view I was in (a birds eye seagull type view) I could see a giant shadow under the boat. The shadow turned out to be a whale. a HUGE whale. The whale was passing through and it thrusted its tail downwards to propel forwards. The tail was directly under the boat my body was on, and it pulled the water downwards with it. The water recessed down then SURGED up, destroying the ship I was on. I flew hundreds of feet into the air and collided with the viewpoint I was watching from and fell to the sea below. I clung to debris and watched myself float off into the rough sea and the setting sun.
Sounds like a great project. Here are some of my 'special' dreams: April 19, 2008 - the desert of Mandinka I dreamt that I was supposed to write my master's degree paper and do a research on the topic of: the castle where princess Elizabeth was sent into exile, in the Land Beyond Nowhere, in the desert of Mandinka. Queen Victoria would have visited her there, had she known where that place was found. night of 15-16 March, 2008 I was a unicorn and I was trying to get rid of some evil people following me. I could also fly, and I flew over lovely scenery, including forests, a lake... January 2008 - Wonderland I dreamt last night I was like Alice in Wonderland. I was someone else, a little girl with her mother (not the one in my real life) who went somewhere for a presentation on computers. The mother told the little girl (me) not to go to far away, because when our turn comes, she'd like me to talk in English as she finds it difficult. So she sat on a bench and I went in a little exploration behind... there was something like a little park... I went further and further, believing I couldn't get lost, as it was all so clear and could manage to return in time. But I got lost, as that place was built like a maze with mirrors turning and one could never find the way back. So did a queen of cards tell me, as she was passing by quickly some stairs, she told me I was trapped in there... I couldn't return in time. I first saw a pool, and by it was a fridge... the pool was beautiful, the surroundings wonderful. But when I took back the way I had come, the surroundings had changed and then I found myself looking at the pool from a different angle and lost the way back. I was trapped in Wonderland, like a new Alice. The Towers and the Jewels I was in a tower. There was another tower close to the one where I was. But the towers were tall. I was at the upper floor of the tower, in a large room, the windows had no glass. The time period was sometime around the Middle Ages, judging by the looks of the buildings around. I was not alone, I was with some men, one of whom I remember the most from the dream was a man with black wings. There were boxes full of jewels on a table nearby. When the second tower showed signs of falling, I was warned that we must quit this tower as soon as possible to save our lives, otherwise we would crash with it. All those around me started to agitate, gathering the jewels, trying to save them as well. A group gathered many boxes of jewels, then flew with them high in the sky, and dropped them from the air to fall into what they judged to be the Church from our town. We were so high on the upper floor of the tower, that the Church looked like a sketch. They said we would go back for the jewels afterwards. I myself gathered what I could from the tower, and before leaving I found some more jewels. They were lighter and I had to prepare to hold tight to the winged man in order to escape. At first I thought I would end up by sliding and falling from his back, then we finally made it. We were all alive and safe on the ground. Now what we had left to do was to go into the Church and get back the big amount of jewelry, which belonged to us. Unfortunately, we found out that the group had dropped, by mistake, our jewelry into another Church somewhere in the East. That town did not belong to us, and by law not even our own jewellry, we had no right to it; we could only get it if we got approval from their Church, which was impossible, as they would never give us anything, neither approval, nor our own jewellry. We ended up by stealing it, we had to steal what belonged to us in order to get it back. And they regarded us as thieves, they who actually were stealing what belonged to us... scary, weird dream I dreamt last night about lying down, surrounded by some doctors. At some point, they put something with a needle in my chest, a sort of device to do something, it was like a perfusion. After examining me and turning round me once more, while also talking among them, someone from the group of doctors told me I could take that perfusion off from my chest. I pulled it out but it came out in a bad way, tearing some of my skin. I got really scared and I told them they should have taken care of that, as it was their job, they shouldn't have let the patient take care of herself like they did, that was wrong... repairing a living bird I dreamt that I was trying to fix a living bird. I was keeping it in myhands and I was trying to put back its broken wing. But the birdescaped from my hands and took its wing in its beak. The bird was black. talking dog A good while ago, I dreamt that I was - like in fairy-tales - walking on the road with a talking dog as my companion. It was a big, white dogwith curly fur. He was very kind to me. In this first dream of him, we were also accompanied by an English grammar teacher from my university.Suddenly, the dog started to bark, as he got angry at some passer by. I soon woke up in my bed, and the neighbour's dog was barking hysterically at something in the middle of the night.Tonight I have dreamt again of this same dog. He was again my companion on some journey in the mountains. We both had a travel bag. We were walking on some streets, he was giving me some advice, and suddenly a police woman, accompanied by some policemen, stopped us to check our bags. The police woman did all the job, while the policemen waited at some distance and complained about the time the job was taking. Nobody was shocked that this dog talked. I was a Japanese girl... In this dream, I was a Japanese girl. I was pursued, in the park, bya young man who sort of became my husband (not very clear how) andnext thing I know, he (or I, or both) got drunk in a bar and weresurrounded by some people (who apparently were friends of his). Ijust wanted to get rid of him, I felt so, and I started running. Hetold me (loudly, so his friends could hear) that there was no place Icould go, unless I wanted to go into death, as the floods werecoming. Apparently he was drunk as well... and he continued drinkingwith his friends and I left all by myself only to arrive by thesea... there I realized that floods were coming towards the sea andif I stepped any further I would get caught into the water andprobably drown, as I was drunk and wasn't feeling very well andwasn't lucid enough to keep myself alive... I ran aside and went intoa park and started to climb a tree. There, I was noticed by astranger (who was apparently of noble blood), who ordered his servanteunuch to bring me to him. The eunuch got me down from the tree andhanded me to his master. In a way I was glad that I could escape fromthe first man, apparently my drunk husband. The eunuch and his mastertook me to a palace, and they showed me some rooms - in one I wassupposed to sit at a table and write a poem, in another I was towrite and understand some kind of philosophy, etc. In a way I feltsafe, but I was afraid of my drunk husband coming after me when hegot sober... house of a politician - built half in water! In this dream, I was apparently on holidays with my parents (a place I've never seen in my waking life) and we decided to see the house that a politician had built for himself and which was very much famous.Actually, the house had been built in the middle of a lake, and the ground floor was all underwater - and this was a very ingenious wonder of house building! It was an interesting villa. The lake was on a hill,and when I took a step towards the villa my feet sank in water and I backed up. My parents were saying that this politician was really crazy, that he didn't know what to do to get more and more attention! dream about Adam and Eve In this dream, Adam and Eve were listening to a man who was the devil I believe, saying some enchanted words in order to get immortality. The scene was going on in a setting involving a storm before the sea, on adock. Adam and Eve were eavesdropping, believing they could get the secret of immortality. The voice of God told them angrily, how could they believe such a thing, that immortality was not for them... and He banned them, among common people... Hope I helped you. Good luck.
