ISIS

In my nightmare  I was walking in a city unknown to me and just stumbled into a very large sports arena. At first glans nothing was unusual all looked very nice and organized. There was a large group of people standing in rows, on platforms of different elevations and they were waring strange costumes and armor. 

I found a good spot on top of all the activity and waited for things to start. Looking down I saw a man pick up another smaller person and hurl him across with a violent force. Right in front of me I saw a man dive head first from a height of maybe 100 feet to the ground. I heard a loud thud and the crowd cheered. When I looked down there was nothing left of him but a large splatter of pinkish blood. 

I was so horrified I started to leave. But savage things were happening all around me. Thankfully no one paid attention to me. I was thinking who can stop this madness and I know that no one could. They seemed to be in a trance and they were crazed and powerful. I thought this is how ISIS is for sure.

Penalty For a Glass of Wine

I'm packing furiously, pants, jeans, shorts, tops everything I own must be packed, you never know what I may need. I can't find my heavy winter coat the most important because I'm going To New York a cold place. I ask everyone but no one knows where it's at. I have an enormous suitcase, when I think there is no more room it still has room and I rush to my dressers and closets to find new stuff. 

I can't move the damn thing now but I brush this thought aside I have to take all this, I must. Finally I think of identification papers and my ticket. That was the first thing I packed. But when I check them there are no official identification, I have nothing to show who I am. I start crying I'm so frustrated. My brother-in-law says he can type something up for me. I don't have much hope it will work but I have no choice. 

Now I'm so exhausted, I'm also very hungry but I don't have time to eat. Immediately after my arrival I have to show up at my new school and register for classes. I have the address but I have no way of getting there. This worries me because I don't know the city. I think I may need to take a taxi. 

Once I'm at the airport, a friend offers me a glass of wine and since I'm so tired and nervous I take it knowing it's not a good idea on an empty stomach. I must have fallen sleep because after that I don't remember anything. When I wake up I'm home again and for a few minutes I don't believe it. I keep thinking maybe I'm dreaming but it's actually a real nightmare. 

After all the furious packing, agonizing, crying and worrying I'm back at home. 
I have missed my chance of going to New York to the exclusive college I had dreamt of going all my life, because some imbecile had thought that I can't possibly enter the airplane drunk or asleep. I cry and rant and rave and scream but no use. No one cares or takes any notice of how angry and utterly disappointed I am.  

And then I really wake up. 

A frozen Hell

In my dream/nightmare I'm riding a small bike. I fell very skillful at maneuvering around objects and people and avoiding accidents. The ground I'm on is covered in snow and ice.  There are outdoor cafes and restaurants. There are groups of musicians playing all kinds of music. This place is vast and there are spots where there is nothing but snow. At some point I get off my bike and then I loose it. I begin to feel scared that I could be lost and die in this vast frozen hell. But somehow I find my bike and get away from there.  I see people running and then suddenly disappearing  and I realize that there are hidden cliffs and people have fallen off the edge. I'm told that there is a very large and very deep round pool and people use it to commit suicide. But people who don't know of its existence fall into it by accident. By some miracle I survive this savage icy eternal damnation and wake up to my own real...

The Great Flood

I'm standing in front of an open window and looking out. It's a dark night but I see a large field full of water. There are group of cars half submerged in water going around. There are no roads visible and they bump into each other, they go over each other, they have their lights on. There is an eerie silence, maybe because I'm far away and can't hear anything. Suddenly they all open and close their trunks and move up and down. I start to move my hands up and down too like I'm trying to communicate with them. I see another person one story above me on my left doing the same thing. But when he sees me he withdraws inside.

In my nightmare I wake up and the house is in total darkness. I go and open the front door and see that my my front yard is full of people in costumes, there are dolls, toys, little people  and my gardner is making a film.  I ask him to leave and take everything with him and he does.  For some reason now my house has very low ceiling and the only position I can assume is lying down. Suddenly my house is invaded by monkeys, all kinds and all sizes. I'm very scared but I see that the baby monkeys are very cute and that they are also scared.  At this time the police comes and asks me whatever is happening. I tell them I have no idea but maybe my gardner is retaliating because I asked him to leave.

I've been having nightmares a lot lately. The news in the world has been terrible for I forget how long. Today is January 9, 2015. The French just had a horrifying incident happen when Muslim extremists killed 12 journalists in Paris. This morning the French police finally killed two of them. One other was killed the first day and a female suspect is still at large.

cnn.com

France: Raids kill 3 suspects, including 2 wanted in Charlie Hebdo attack