Fluffy's wildflowers, global warming floods, mom's art, boat festivals, Venice dreams

Dream diary update. Like most of my dreams lately this one started out about cats. Then it changed to be about mom's massive collection of paintings and artwork. Like it says in my Facebook company listing I stay in "Mom's basement art storage" so her collected works are often uppermost in my mind. Mom is helping me plant some wildflowers out on Fluffy cat and her brother's graves. She also is being supportive of my taking care of the wild cats that showed up crying outside on the night that Fluffy died. They aren't wild with me for some reason.

Anyway in my dream the world is flooding owing to Global Warming and other Climate Changes. Groups like Greenpeace and the Sierra club are more powerful. Their reps contact me on the edge of our flooded town on the day of the boat festival. See in the dream we have a boat festival instead of the rash of Friday night car shows we usually have in local towns around here. Sierra wants me to go after mom's collection of nature paintings which were dumped in the water throughout town by this massive truck. I go swimming through town and collecting mom's art in my arms and gently pushing it ahead and towards the edge of town.

I find that the truck is also throwing out papers and flyers into the water so I begin collecting the massive amount of paper waste. The reps cheer me on and I feel myself swallowing bad water as I collect the garbage on main street. I am surprised that I'm not sick from the bad water. As the truck leaves I push the ball of paper wastes after it towards the edge of town. I begin swimming to a waterscape in Venice, Italy as I awaken.

Fluffy cat, nature music, spider caress dreams

Dream diary update. All week I've been dreaming about my calico cat of 17 years, 2 months, Fluffy. She passed away early Sunday morning between 2:30 and 4:00 AM. Fluffy and I were like we were married. Fluffy was one of the main reasons I stayed here after school. We got up every day thinking about each other and spent nearly every moment together sometimes. Wednesday morning I was positive I had spoken with her in my dream. When I tried to call out to her I thought I felt a spider caress my lip with their leg as I awoke face down. I also had a ton of classical music dreams just thinking about her, mostly nature-related music. Wednesday at noon and Thursday morning I felt like I could hear her respond to my "I love you." I actually said that as I awoke. This evening I woke up after passing out on the couch and I thought I could feel either Fluffy or Stinky on top of me. Stinky was sleeping outside the front door. Here are some pics of Fluffy.

Godhood, Plato's Republic, Unbearable Lightness of Being dreams

Dream diary update. I fell asleep for a long nap after lunch. I had a dream of arguing with Plato about The Unbearable Lightness of Being. This is probably cuz before falling asleep I was reading about Plato's The Republic again and chatting with my nephew Joe (aka marxistplot) about how safe my man-cave is from the storms as it is 13 ft below ground-level. When I awoke I realized there was still no storm outside because of the low air pressure cap over us. Thats when I remembered the little prayer I made before falling asleep last night. I wanted my little sister and nephews to be as happy as my kitties instead of afraid of the storms. I really didn't expect the storms to bother us today and I still don't. Joe says all the towns around here are shutting down and building bunkers. The storms seem to be headed off for Chicago instead lol. I also reflected on a new dream I had about godhood last night. Its difficult to describe those so I usually just write in the diary blog that I dreamed about being a God again.

Coyote dream

Dream diary update. I just seconds ago had this dream. I was an advanced elemental druid charged by nature spirits to contain an invasion of otherworldly beings. I was a bit of a pariah and had to break out of a material prison in the mountains. So there were nature and dead spirits who hated me for being a human changeling and wanted me to fail. The powers I was granted were irresistible so their ire did not matter. However they were also limited and every time I used my powers against one of them my powers spilled over and diminished just a bit. So I attempted to appeal to their better judgement but most did not care about the invasion. Fortunately I also had a variety of disguises. I escaped several dangerous situations including my mountain prison and was working to quash the invasion when I awoke. I have identified this dream as a dream about Coyote. I often dream about Raven, Hecate, or Loki but I rarely have one about either Coyote or Prometheus.

Watership Down, Dead Like Me, nature God dreams

Dream diary entry. I've been really neglecting the dream diary this time. Part of it is melancholy as mom is off to Italy again for a 12 day art class. Anyway Saturday morning I had another dream about animal spirits. Since the spirits were rabbits I would consider it a "Watership Down" dream influenced by the book and anime. We were very much down the rabbit hole.

Early Sunday morning I woke up from a dream about being part of a Shinigami organization of death dealers. Since I haven't watched Bleach anime in months but "Dead Like Me" was just starting on my TV late night WSIL/ABC, I'd call this a "Dead Like Me" dream.

When I napped late Sunday morning I dreamed I was a nature God again and I felt MUCH better.

Currently I'm drinking caffeine and cuddling with cats and not sleeping much tonight.

Demonesses, fast food job, Copoeira, Ribbon of Sand dreams

Dream diary update. For weeks my dreams have been about hell so I haven't bothered trying to recall them. This past Saturday I woke up after having an erotic dream about being teased mercilessly by two demonesses.

They scissored and rubbed all over my body but refused to let me complete the deed just laughing and kissing instead. They had cute little horns and forked tongues which they group-kissed with but otherwise anatomically they were quite human.

Sunday night my dream of hell was about working a food preparation/McDonald's kitchen job for all eternity again.

I tried to stay cheerful as I suffered for an eternity of serving customers with a smile. Some guy kept screaming at me for more chicken nuggets and smacking me in the face.
Last night my dry spell finally broke. Instead of hell I had a dream of defeating a Capoeira master.

Of course my skill is always a combination of styles along with overwhelming force and fighting dirty so I always win in my dreams and usually in real life too.
Just now I was on the couch with Stinky the cat and listening to the replay of Ribbon of Sand on PBS.

So my dream was about swimming homelessly between Hawaiian Pacific islands and surviving as a sort of mercenary, street fighting beach bum. I stumbled across some fisherman's open shack and made myself at home while the waves and surf crashed around me until he showed up. When he stayed away from me and drove off, I assumed I was unwelcome so I wandered over to a tropical library. There I started to move inhumanly creating music by rapping my knuckles and floating along the concrete. I realized from this strange god-like activity that I must be awakening. I hurried inside to win 2 more fights to the death with an Indian and a Pakistani before I awoke to my peaceful life.

Skin-flaying, poisons, Ancient Egptian Slip 'N Slide, Pink Cadillac, nosebleed,Doctor failing upward dreams

Dream diary update. I've neglected the diary for over a week now. Part of it was access problems. Storms and a back sprain kept me away from the computer. Another part was sleep problems and unpleasant dreams. Most of my dreams for the last week have had everyone's skin flayed off like a model for Grey's Anatomy and had lots of poisons.

Anyway I just had a more "normal" dream that I can recall details for.  I was on this vast ancient Egyptian Slip 'N Slide that criss-crossed an old island chain like the Galapagos. I had different girlfriends throughout this dream so near the end I was swimming at the end of the Slip 'N Slide with an English girl. My black girlfriend followed me there as part of a Great Race and drove her pink Cadillac off the end.

We all were swimming together briefly after she dunked the Cadillac underwater until I had a nosebleed that wouldn't stop. My English girlfriend took me to an ER with sliding doors in Carbondale, IL. There they talked me into being a doctor for a Boy's Club of America. I sheepishly considered this vocation change "failing upwards" as I awoke.