Lady Gaga, sex, physical horror dreams

   Dream diary update I forget to mention in my recent post that there is another song rattling around my sleeping noggin besides Jackie Evancho's "Dark Waltz." Its Lady Gaga's SNL performance of "Edge of Glory" X "Judas" that I also heard the replay from this past Saturday night.

So those two replays are both knocking around up there. I just dreamed about the Gaga song again while napping this afternoon. The first time for dreaming with the Gaga mix was after 3 AM on Sunday.
   Now that I'm here I might as well post my new PC desktop pic as well. Its too NSFW for direct twitter share or my cussin' tumblr blogs, so I'm posting it here in the dream diary where I put my randy stuff.

   Bullseye!
   Since I can look at this stuff all day, it might make sense that I have too many sex dreams lately. Strangely though I wasn't looking at it before yesterday. The sex dreams were triggered by watching a crapload of deviant sex monster movies with my nephew. He gave me 3 sex-horror file shares to watch last week. I watched Brian Yuzna's "The Dentist" with his disturbing sex delusions and David Cronenberg's "Rabid"starring famous porn star Marilyn Chambers in numerous topless scenes feeding.

I haven't watched Cronenberg's "Shivers," a.k.a. "Orgy of the Blood Parasites," yet, but we both discussed it at length along with watching previews and a gag reel

I also went back to look at some more Asian sex-horror stuff this weekend while nephew kept on the Cronenberg stuff, so it didn't end there. Last night I watched Off Beat Cinema on RTV where they featured "Bride of the Gorilla." Meanwhile my nephew watched "Matango." Seems the sex-horror theme just kept going on and on this weekend. That's why my dreams turned hardcore last week and stayed in the gutter this week, despite the musical accompaniments.

Sex, cats, angels music dreams

   Dream diary update. Had a lot of sex dreams this weekend. Seems my testosterone is way up since I started dieting again with light exercise 2 weeks ago. Took steps to try to deal with it yesterday unsuccessfully. I guess it figures I couldn't get rid of them now since September is the month with the highest male sperm counts and sex drives in the circadian cycle.
   Ive also been dreaming about cats and angels. This Jackie Evancho music from her PBS/Great Performances concert replays just follows me into my sleep. After listening to it again last night I've been dreaming about "Dark Waltz" and dropping off to sleep all morning. I dreamed about it again just now after having a big breakfast nap.

Kittens, allergies, ancient Egyptian goddess dreams

Dream diary update. The kittens have been sleeping with me ever since experiencing their first cold snap 2 days ago. My body heat is warmer than average so its understandable why they would sleep with me to keep warm. Wednesday was their first cold day and the remaining kittens Snooky and Smoky slept directly on my neck and chest upstairs, causing me to have dreams that were only about being face-to-face with happy & playful kittens.

Snooky is the white-and-grey she-kitten shown here. She liked sleeping stretched across my Adam's apple Wednesday. This caused me to snore loudly and to struggle with breathing a little all Wed morning. An additional factor interfering with breathing is we've all had pollen and mold allergies here this week. Though in my case allergies are extremely mild and not part of any CPD process. The kittens are on top of me right now.  For the last 2 mornings I've woken up thinking about friendship music and hearing various friendship songs in my dreams as well as some Simon & Garfunkel music. Just now I finally caught some zzzs upstairs without the kittens and though they were there in my dream it was not exclusively about them. I dreamed of losing control. A malevolent spirit wanted to use us to imprison a girl by locking her inside some ceremonial relics that looked ancient Egyptian.I was questing unsuccessfully alone to free her but ever so often I would get transported back to the dream realm I share with the kittens to watch another section of her imprisoned in gold relics in the ether above us. She was half-imprisoned with a golden queen mask on when I awoke.

Chinese girlfriend, Country Angel, Classical orchestra, Elder Water God dreams

   Dream diary update. Saturday morning I had a wet sex dream where friends kept pushing me to multiple sex partners. I don't have either human friends or sex partners these days, so this dream was rather pleasant though innocently lewd. The effect was similar to being in one of these oversexed reality shows. I especially liked the Chinese girl they introduced me to even though she wasn't the prettiest. In my dream I was in my sunny penthouse loft apartment in a nice soft designer bed together & playing with her bare ass when I awoke.

I woke up alone in my dingy basement room on top of my wrecked bed, 20 years older, and 160 pounds heavier. So this dream didn't really take a lot of interpretation and I almost left it out of the diary.
   Sunday morning I woke up with a country song in my head. It was a song from my car radio about 'flying after my angel' or some-such. The song was sub-par so I didn't bother to identify it for the dream diary. Nevertheless it pursued my thoughts for hours through lunchtime and I ended up asleep all afternoon.
   Monday morning I woke up with an exquisite classical orchestra score playing in my head. This is ironic since Friday and Saturday night I went to sleep listening to classical music, but Sunday night I passed out with only the TV on sitcoms. I guess whatever the mind needs or misses the dreaming brain provides. I again didn't bother to identify the classical piece since it would have probably taken hours to id.
   An hour ago (Tuesday) I woke up and almost skipped the dream diary again. I concentrated on the dream this time and I remembered some details. I was an engineer on a bicycle. It was my job to bike to different communities and help them design a complex system of water locks to preserve their sources. It was a little like biking in Holland. The water locks were so complex that they were mysterious and puzzling. I secretly built puzzles into the locks as a way to get tributes to the Elder Gods from users of the locks. So people would bring their kids and families to see my locks while unknowingly providing sustenance to an Elder God. The Elder God I was helping was a benevolent water god with a fearsome aspect that I preferred stayed hidden from the supplicants. using my water lock puzzles I suspect it was Kthanid from Brian Lumley's novel The Clock of Dreams. I speed-read the book in a college library browsing area in 1999 while doing a survey of post-Lovecraft authors. Its widely regarded as bad writing. Nevertheless the altered Cthulus mythos had entered my dreams forever, much like my time spent biking in Amsterdam and Rotterdam did in 1990-91. So I awoke feeling energized from this pleasant and reflective dream

Shark-God Megalodon attacks modern fishing boats dream

   I had a dream an hour ago about being a sea-god in the form of a giant megalodon.

It was my job to protect a band of Pacific fishermen, though near the end I grew angry and vengeful towards modern ships using advanced technology to overfish my oceans. So I began attacking the nets of some really large ships and had to become larger and more ferocious myself. I was coming up under the biggest and most advanced fleet yet and had to transform myself to become bigger than Godzilla as I awoke.
   I believe this dream may have been stimulated by watching twitter storm reports closely last week and by a shark-attack report yesterday where an Aussie surfer was cut in half by a Great-White, 1, 2, 3. It was also probably stimulated by watching the recent episode of Ebert Presents/PBS Saturday night where they revisited the film Jaws.

   For interpretation I believe this dream was about the Hawaiian shark-god Kamohoali since I dreamed about his sister Pele the volcano-goddess over a week ago after watching a Nature/PBS episode about life on the Kilauea. It might be that this dream God-vision was about some more malignant shark-demon that always attacks humans, like perhaps Kauhuhu. However, I don't think so since I don't remember being originally human in the dream, but I do remember having a sister-Goddess at a volcano somewhere and protecting a select band of mercenary fishermen. My followers were staying out of the oceans near the end of the dream to avoid my more ferocious aspects.

Ritual fire dancing, Burning Man, kittens dream

I just woke up an hour ago from a dream where I was leaping and dancing around and over a bonfire with the kittens. The fire would occasionally shoot out a shower of red sparks into the starry sky when a giant tree would collapse. We were dancing to keep the universe alive and moving, so the whole thing was quite ritual and tribal. I would often somersault and spin while leaping freakishly high up 9 feet and across 20 ft the way I used to before landing bowed down face-to-face with one of the kittens ringed around the fire. I initially thought this fiery dancing dream was inspired by watching the replay of this week's Great Performances on WSIU again before bedtime, where the Vienna ballet school admirably complemented Valery Gergiev and the Vienna Philharmonic Summer performance. I think now it may be because I was made aware of current ongoing Burning Man celebrations from watching twitter the other day and from listening to a Craig Ferguson joke about it just before passing out.

I also think now this ritual fire dancing dream probably was inspired by the Manuel de Falla gypsy dancing piece in El amor bruja. I've been anticipating watching more gypsy dancing on Classic Arts Showcase all week since we're a little culturally starved here from a life of poverty in the Sticks.

Military barracks, prison, playing footsie, tribal mall, Orisha marriage, street fighter dreams

Dream diary update. My dreams over the past week have been a little repetitive. In my dreams I am often trapped in a military barracks or a prison. Some strictly regimental existence with cafeteria food lines and communal sleep areas. Friday night I had a disturbing wet sex dream about playing groin-footsie with a redhead. Upon awakening I determined straight away to stop ignoring my sexual impulses. Starting yesterday my dreams became more varied again. I was a village leader in a post-apocalyptic America. We had plowed over every tree and meadow to convert the US into a single giant shopping mall before society fell. I was leading search parties with burning torches into looking for a way out of the dark 10,000 mile mall complex. We had pet shop animals and pets with us throughout our sojourns in the tribal malls.

Late Sunday morning I passed out from a lack of food into a deep sleep where I dreamed about being married to a Goddess again. I was married to Oshun, the Orisha goddess of Love in the Santeria religion.

She had a bit of a spitfire temper but we got on pretty well as a happy reclusive couple in my dream. I have a horrible temper too when I'm cross so we enjoyed playing house together.

Just now I had a dream about being a champion street-fighter looking for my friends in a garden maze. Even though it was a big maze we weren't in any hurry to get out, just to find one another.