Twoshadows

I had this dream a couple of weeks ago when it was still September, but I unfortunately didn't write it up in time to get credit for the Task of the Month.

Bringing a Drawing to Life

This dream started out in a parking garage. I was a vampire slayer, but I had gotten myself in over my head, and I was having to bail. I had a large group of vampires after me and I needed to get away and re-think my plan and come up with a new strategy.

I had gotten enough ahead of the vampires that they couldn't see me. I took this opportunity to jump out of the parking garage. I was about three levels up, but I landed well. I was grateful that I was a vampire slayer and was able to do that without getting hurt. [My mind is so good at creating reasons why I can do things, so I don't question my reality. ]

I quickly ran past a few stores in an open mall and finally decided I needed to be off the streets, so I ducked into one of the stores. It was a clothing store, and as I ran in I quickly started to take off some of my clothing, like my black leather jacket that I knew would give me away as the Slayer. I grabbed a pink sweater and pulled it on. Then I found a fluffy white knitted hat and slipped that on next. I did this with several more items until I was pretty sure that the vampires wouldn't recognize me.

Somewhere in here I suddenly became lucid. I don't remember the "ah-ha" moment. But as soon as I was lucid. I totally forgot about the vampires. (See, if I were more like my friend I would have had an epic battle. I really need to remember this.) But the thing on my mind was the Task of the Month. The task I wanted to accomplish was to draw something and then bring it to life. I felt that was right up my alley.

So I ran over to a desk that was in the same store and saw some paper and a pencil. I picked up the pencil and started drawing the first thing that came to mind--which happened to be a huge spider that filled the entire sheet of paper. i was impressed at how good of a job I had done drawing it. It was drawn in the 3D style you see a lot of these days. It already looked quite realistic. I got ready to concentrate and bring it to life--when I suddenly stopped myself. What was I thinking?? Did I really want to bring this spider to life and let him loose in my dream? I would have to worry for the rest of the dream that it would start crawling up my leg. And dream or not, I didn't want to have that happen.

So I tried to think of something else to draw. I looked at the paper and saw that there was a mouse that was already partially drawn. I decided to finish it. But the angle was off. I couldn't get it to look like I wanted. I didn't like the way the previous person had drawn its eye. I realized that trying to finish someone else's picture was harder that starting my own.

So I decided to start all over again. I decided to draw a snake. I started with the tail and drew up to the head. As I got to the head I wanted to make absolute certain that I was not drawing a viper's head--because that would be every bit as bad as having that spider on the loose. (Why was I drawing all these potentially dangerous animals anyway??) So I made the snake's head so small that it blended in with it's body. I started making a stripe down the back of it's had as to make certain that this was a garter snake--NOT venomous.

For some reason I didn't bring the snake to life. I'm not sure why I changed my mind. I finally decided to draw ants and make them come alive. Ants were easy to draw and they were also very safe.

So I doodled a couple of little ants, nothing fancy, and then stared at them and willed them to come to life. After just a few seconds one of the ants suddenly became real and quickly ran over the edge of the paper and hid under it. That was fast. I then did the second ant. And before I had a chance to get a really good look at it, it too had run off the paper hiding under some other papers on the desk.


And I think something woke me up at this point because I don't remember anything beyond this.

I had four nightmares over the weekend. You'd think that I was worried about something.

Dream 1:

I had been kidnapped by a vampire. She had me in a house that appeared to be my childhood home in LA. At one point the vampire turned her back and I took that chance to run out the open door and down the street. I knew that the vampire would immediately notice and would be after me, So after passing a couple of houses I ran to the next house and opened the door and went inside. I saw a room where two adults were sleeping. At first I felt relieved. Maybe they could help me. But then I realized that I needed to leave. I would just be getting them killed if the vampire found me here--and I knew she could follow me...follow my scent. I knew there was nothing I could do to get away. She was so much faster than I was. There was no way to erase my trail.


Dream 2:

I was riding my bike on a mountain road at night. The road twisted and turned and went on forever. I felt I would never get to my destination. Then suddenly in front of me I saw a bigfoot climb up the slope and onto the road directly in front of me. The bigfoot was a lighter brown color with reddish tints. It's fur was longer and matted with bits of leaves and twigs in it, like it had just gotten up from sleeping on the forest floor. It stood and faced me. I was so startled and frightened that I swerved my bike and went over the edge. I could feel myself falling...falling...

And I woke up with a start, breathing heavy, my heart racing.


Dream 3:

I was with a group of ladies. I was supposed to be working on a big project with them. I not only couldn't remember who they were, but I couldn't remember what the project was. I only knew that I was suddenly about to have to give a presentation. I had no idea what I was supposed to do. I started to panic.


Dream 4:

My plane had just landed at the airport, and I got off the plane. I suddenly realized I hadn't gotten my luggage out of the overhead compartment. I tired to run back and find the plane. The airport was a maze. I had no idea which way I had come from. I was running around not knowing where I was going and not finding anyone who could help. I ended up in a hallway that kept getting steeper and steeper until I started sliding back. I knew I couldn't go this way.

Finally I found someone to help me. I was told that my luggage had been taken off the plane and was now at the baggage area. I actually was able to locate it by the end of this dream making it a very unusual nightmare with a happy ending.

Vampire Dream:

[This is a sexual dream and I will be omitting some of the details...sorry.]

I was captured by a vampire. He was holding several other people captive also. I knew the vampire planned to kill all of us. I wondered what it would feel like to die. Would it hurt? How painful was a vampire's bite? Didn't vampires seduce you before they bit you? Maybe I would be so entraced that I wouldn't noticed that I was dying. All these thoughts were going through my mind.

Then suddenly the vampire appeared before me. He walked toward me. He had long flowing blond hair and wore black leather pants and a while blousy shirt. He reminded me a little of an 80's rock star. He was very good looking.

He smiled at me as he slowly came closer. He seemed to know what I had been thinking. I started feeling dizzy just looking into his eyes. The guy was gorgeous. He then put his lips to mine and my mind started to swirl. I only remember briefly thinking that he was seducing me and that this could be the end. But it felt so good that I didn't care. I lost track of time. I was completely caught up in the passion that swirled around me. I seemed to come in and out of consciousness. I remember at one point realizing that he had pulled my shirt up. I didn't care. Everything felt so good. At another point I remember my pants being down. I was vaguely conscious that there were other people in the room, but again, I didn't care. I was overwhelmed with pleasure and passion.

And then suddenly...finally....it was over. He was standing about four feet away from me. I was still alive. I remember wanting to ask him if he could do that to me again...and again....before his finally killed me. I could see a little smile forming in the corner of his mouth as if he had again read my thoughts.


And the dream ended.

I woke up feeling pretty disturbed about this dream. Why wasn't I trying to escape? Why did I not try to slay him? Isn't that what I am in my dreams....a vampire slayer? Yet I was completely content to let this vampire take advantage of me until he finally got bored and killed me. How nice.