Keitorin's Dream Log

‘I’m’ on a ship that’s sailing through a body of water. It passes the same piece of log with ropes tied on it three times, and there was some story about sunken ship(s). As it gets to third one, one of three(?) girls mentions it worriedly. Another says something like ‘it’s just a legend’.

There’s a view of a boat ahead paddling past the log, and the left paddle almost hits a piece of wood sticking out from the log.

The ship is parked next to something like a sandbar in the water. The mood feels like a vacation, everyone’s preparing to relax and have fun. The girl who was worried before gets off the ship and goes onto the strip of sand stuff and feels safer there for some reason.

There’s a little girl playing on the circle at the end of the sandbar and a ‘ritzy’ couple sitting off to side with their small dog.

Scene changes to inside the ship. A couple is trying to have sex but their child keeps interrupting. The man tells her to go do something and not come back until she reaches ‘zero’.

The couple canoodling scene changes into one of a NC-17 rated horror scene, a mix between the Halloween movies, Law & Order: Special Victims Unit and Criminal Minds shows. I unfortunately remember parts of it and I woke up feeling sick and had a hard time getting back to sleep. So I’d rather not have to type it up. @_@

The girl’s voice sounds, saying ‘here there are’ and such. She brings a worker/cook (she’s wearing a uniform and apron) with her, who starts screaming when she sees the scene of carnage – and the killer who’s causing it. The killer reminds me of Jason and Michael. Think he was even wearing a mask, but he had near shoulder length kinky red-ish hair.

The girl is screaming too. They run. The girl had short, mousy brown hair and was about ten or eleven years old. The worker was middle-age or younger with her light-colored hair put up.

Tags: murder, disturbing, children, water, ships, dogs

1.
I’m one of two children of parents who are gods. The parent of one of them came over for us to meet for the first time.

I’m about eight years old. I have short, wavy, dark brown hair and freckles and look sleepy like I just woke up. I walk into the kitchen - everyone else is already in there, including my ‘brother’, who has cropped light brown hair and seems to be about six or seven.

We eat and talk with him. He looks to be mid-age, with dark hair and a beard, reminds me a bit of Duncan.

He tries to show me a trick with Smoke but it backfires:

“Did you notice that he won’t pay attention to me if you call me a bastard? Try calling me one when I walk by him.”

Note: It had the feeling of implying that Smoke snubbed him because I didn’t like him called him a bastard).

He leaves the kitchen. We wait. When it seems like he’s not coming back, he teleports outside the back door of the kitchen. He comes through and walks by Smoke, and I remember to say ‘bastard’ just when he’s almost past. Smoke just keeps on sleeping.

I’m roughhousing with mom but end up kicking her or something and she gets mad.

I leave the kitchen and go to the bathroom. I lock a few locks but they get kind of jammed. I go to the huge stall and climb up to look down into it. There are some items inside. I don’t want to use it because you can see into it from the door easily. I think there was some light from a window coming through.

I go over to a dresser, open the bottom drawer and prepare to use the bathroom there. Apparently I had before.

2.
A guy and his girlfriend get in a terrible accident, but she didn’t survive. He got stuck with her gruesome body in some kind of box container until he could be saved. I think someone had asked him about this story so he told them.

I’m in a long closet like mom’s going through clothes. I come across a Wal-Mart bag with the broken pieces of the sand-dollar mom gave me, except it looks like a smooth, jagged gem/rock piece.

I hide it in the back corner, but then realize mom might come across it, so I take it back out and put it in the drawer of something like my nightstand.

There’s a brown box in front of me, and there are two yellow bags of chicken in it, as well as a few loose pieces. I pick up one, and it’s kind of soft and raw in the middle.

Mom comes over to the doorway to the closet. We talk a bit about the clothes; I can’t remember the exact conversation. There’s a pink shirt and as I held up a pair of pink pants, I think they might match, so I hold them together and ask. Even as she says no, I can tell that they’re different shades of pink.

Then there was something about mom trying to get me to remember what the chicken was from. It had the feel of me having done something but trying to repress it. I said that “It was too long ago for me to remember”, but she insisted that, “It really wasn’t that long ago.”

I have a kind of flashback story narrative sequence:

-Kaneki from Tokyo Ghoul is eating alone on a chair, a clerk standing at the counter in front of him
-Taking a group of friends to a host-club type place, the one nearest to my outsider POV being Hide.
-Walking into a room where there are three girls(?) very similar in appearance. He asks ‘which one it is’. He’s supposed to be tutoring them. The middle girl steps forward, she’s shorter than the others. It’s Hinami. She says ‘me’ and introduces herself as Velma.
(It was only after I woke up that I realized that one of them was probably Touka, the other may have been a copy or Ayato. And that ‘Velma’ was actually Hinami.)

Inspirations: I haven’t thought about it in a while, but mom gave me a sand-dollar she got a long time ago from a friend. It broke during a move and I’ve felt guilty about it ever since.
I’ve been reading a lot of the Tokyo Ghoul manga lately.
The chicken might have come from me thinking about the piece of chicken I’m thawing in the fridge?

-The ‘The Fresh Prince of Bel Air’ show was on again. The dad had lost weight and it was mentioned more than once how he’s changed, wasn’t surly anywhere, was cleaned up. Carlton’s voice was kind of high-pitched.

Inspiration: Not sure, haven’t seen it on lately and I never watched it myself.

-Something about fishing and losing against someone else.

Inspiration: Parents just went fishing, maybe that’s why. Fiiish. *q*

-I’m getting a hamster (maybe for someone?). The owner guy directs me to a line and tells me that if I’m brave enough to get some bedding from the dirty cage the person in front of me is holding, I can have one.

Seeing the way I’m looking at it, someone hands me some bedding and I present the toy (yep, it changed). I think that ‘isn’t water more important’?

I’m looking at the hamsters, and they’re gray and all have differently shaped heads, like a hippopotamus and a wolf. :O

Inspiration: Took my sister’s over to her new place recently.

I was in Walmart and there were a lot of little people around. I bumped into two guys (that I had a head on) who smirked at me. I smiled and moved on.

In the jewelry section, I met a small lady and we ended up talking about zodiac signs. “You could be a Cancer - a crab, or Taurus, a bull. Or an Aquarius, born in September [got this one wrong!].”

She said she didn’t have one because she was born on this one day. I was confused because I hadn’t heard of it. I told her to just pick one, no one would ever know.

“You could say you were a Sagittarius born in December.”

At one point I asked if I could carry her and I did.

Skip.

She had had a secret power, and taken ‘us’ [a bit fuzzy, but a girl and guy pair I think] to a secret place. We had to make our way across land. Some people with the lady thought we wanted to use her powers.

We were cloned [just appearing there) – there was a younger and older pair of us. The older pair got split up, I think. The older guy was being used by this old man while he was in the first cave.

I saw that the place was big (like looking at an area map in a game), full of forests, plains, caves and such. I did not want to have to go through another cave, which was to the far right. I wondered what was at the very end.

Inspirations: I watched the first episode of Sailor Moon: Crystal yesterday and think the zodiac stuff came from that (and maybe the jewelry section) – also, I’m a Sagittarius born in December. The landscape might come from playing Pokemon. I think I recently saw a show with little people on it.

I was looking through one of the manga from the yaoi bookbox I’m doing for BookCrossing.com IWL, flipping through a few pages when suddenly my fingers caught on fire. I dropped the book and found some cloth, patting my hand down with it. The tip of my index finger got it the worst.

When I woke up, I actually had to check my finger to make sure it was okay.

Inspirations: The only thing I can think for the fire part is that on July 4th we burnt marshmallows at a stove outdoors and it was scaring me the way the wind would make the flames lick at my hand.

A group of people including me are performing an operation, We’re inside a house stealthily moving around as we take down black-clothed people. When we’re done, I go into the bedrooms to make sure we didn’t miss any adults. I turn the light on and see kids asleep. They’re Japanese. In the other bedroom, the mother is sleeping.

Before we leave, I pause and tell them to go ahead. They pause and look at me before going.

I start looking around the house and things. In the kitchen, I grab a box. I’m looking at stuff on a shelf and see a bunch of writing utensils. I reach over to grab some and the pile shifts but doesn’t fall. I see a golden gel pen and take it before going in the kitchen again.

I get confused as I look down and see my small box and a bigger box nearby, I thought I had moved to that one. So I grab it instead. I see some framed photos of my family (mainly me and my sister as kids) on the fridge and a bit confused, take them down and put them in the box.

I worry the police will suspect us if I do that, so I take the cut out magazine strips beside them to make it look like a burglary.

There is a chainsaw running outside the bedrooms but the inhabitants don’t make an appearance. They appear able to sleep through anything.

I come across some of my clothes. I’m feeling a little befuddled as if things have changed on me, because suddenly this is the place I live [not IWL]. I take a few of the clothes (‘won’t I need these?’). What alibi are we going to give since we live here too??

I go near the right bedroom and hear one of the children talking - a boy. He says, “We can do that later.” Talking about future plans for the day. I realize he knows English from going to school here. I think about my level of Japanese.

I realize I need to get moving. As a leave, I hear them calling for their mom. “Mommy?”

Apparently we had killed the mother. I realized they were calling to her and getting no response, so they would investigate soon.

I head outside where the team is waiting. There are about six of us, including my parents.

One of them holds out some of my clothes, including a pair of underwear, as I approach.

“”We need to go. Now.” I say.

“Too late.” Someone says as the family rushes out from the house. We hurriedly get into the car and start to drive away.

A montage thing whites out the screen of the kids and their father without their mom, as her smiling face floats across the screen. The father had blond hair and the mother auburn.

I think, ‘That’s sad.’

Notes: And then my nose started bleeding and I had to type one-handed. Darn summer.

A man stands staring at a building that looks like a factory. It has black bits flying up through the broken up roof. He says, “What happened here?”. The owner is standing beside him. The black stuff happened just before the potential buyer came. The buyer says he will take the place anyway since he already said he would.

There' a scene of children in the building handing a baby with jet-black hair over to him. It fell with a meteor into the building

Another scene of a Middle East(?) man being initiated into a religion or something, one with God. A man with him directs him to do something but the Middle East man is confused. The guide says he might be more conformable doing ‘this one’. He directs him over to a container with some tannish substance in it and directs him to scrape a butter knife over it in a certain pattern. Then the Middle East man starts crying at the experience.



The factory man [Jin Tae-Jin from The God of High School now] is escaping from some kind of law enforcement group that’s after him. He barely makes it into a house. He crawls through the living room, grabs something like a flat, longer blue-ish colored pillow and lays it on the couch. He crawls onto the couch and lies down with his hands on his chest and dies. The group bursts in and starts shouting at him.

I felt like I was there the whole time so it was like I was being yelled at too.

When he was crawling I was wondering what he was doing, because I had gotten a glimpse of his wife in their bedroom beyond having died in the past there, or spent time with Jin on the bed talking together. I thought he’d go there to die, but I saw now that the bed (a big yellow foam) had been pushed up against the wall and the room was bare.

I(?) was going through a bunch of drawers [think I was still in the house]. There were some coins. I thought they might be special and asked if could have them(?). I received a negative answer but took them anyway. There were various clothing bits in some of the drawers. I got sad when I found a doll of my sisters [only in the dream], it looked like she’d been trying to get all the marker off of it recently.

Tags: fandom, fandom: the god of high school, death, religion, children, immorality

Inspirations: I’ve been reading a lot of the ‘The God of High School’ manhwa, so the baby was probably Jin Mo-Ri, the baby Jin Tae-Jin raised.

I’m in the kitchen at grandma’s house(?) and see out the window that the animals are fighting. One is a wolf. Someone tells me to go find a small animal to make sure it’s okay. I find it and carry it inside.

In a facility, I’m hurrying down a corridor and calling kids to me, but all of a sudden it gets confusing – there’s a haze and dimness everywhere making it hard to see. Someone is trying to get the kids. Some of them start going down the other corridor to the left.

I start calling louder to the kids “Here kitty kitty! (??)] Someone appears at the entrance to my corridor and gives a pretty speech to get them to come to them. But I know that they just want the kids to put aliens in them to use as experiments.

I whistle really loud with my fingers in my mouth and keep calling the kids to me. An Asian girl stops and calls out to me that she loves me and watches my show.

A man and robed figure are talking to this guy in a small room. I think they’re asking about his tattoos. He looks like Jack Sparrow. He spouts this long line in a foreign language and the woman says it means something different than he thinks. There’s also a short number like 7702 and the robed woman says “That’s it, that’s what we needed to know.”

The man leaves. The women leaps up onto Jack’s head like maybe she’s going to break his neck with her legs, but she stops and looks in the mirror. No longer robed, she has exotic looks, with some kind of red hair and nose piercing (barbell?). Kinda looks like Irisa in Defiance.

The dentist tells me I’ll need to eat something. She gives me a saucer with a small strawberry on it and then leaves to clean up. Apparently there’s going to be an operation or something.

Me and mom can hear the water running and wonder what’s taking so long. I figure she must be taking a shower rather than washing her hands.

I talk to mom about how I hate strawberries and wonder if I should tell the dentist how I puked the last time I tried one. I might be fibbing there, but close enough.

I end up hurrying out of the room to try and find something else to eat. I find a basket of pears [that’s actually peaches] and slice off some of that. Somehow I end up with some kind of cake stuff on the plate too.

I’m looking at a magazine and mom suggests I trade it with the one I have [something to do with the date on it?].

Then I’m looking through a book, which has scraps of paper in it. I figure some of them were used as bookmarks by the last person to read it. I come to a paper with Spike Spiegel on it. It has a place to sign your name and the date, and something about putting down what power you have but it was some strange term. I didn’t know what to put there so I just out my name and date [though I don’t remember what it was].

I can’t remember if it was in the magazine or book, but a ‘date’ was written: 1-2-1.

Back in the room with plate in hand, a guy comes in and starts talking. I’m wondering who the heck he is but apparently he’s taking over or helping.

Inspirations: Talking about our teeth issues, mom has peaches in the fridge and I have coffee cake, I saw a Spike Spiegel post on tumblr recently, been reading food magazines lately, have had a lot of doctor’s visits lately and was thinking about my teeth

Mom tells me to go get my gray shirt. I go look in the drier but it’s not there. There’s a white one though. I go back to mom with a white toothbrush in hand with a purple decoration at the bottom.

She takes a pair of fabric cutting scissors and starts hacking away at the bristles, complaining after a moment that she wishes it were easier.

She starts putting some thread and the bristles together, and I wonder how because the bristles are so short.

Then she starts sowing the thread to my fingertips, one by one. She then ties my hands behind my back.

In return for something they did, ‘we’ were trying to help someone/thing become a centaur. We put it in a suit. “It’s a bit tight, but.” And set it off running. There was another centaur ‘riding’ on top of it, causing them to topple. [Actually looked more like a dinosaur.]

The fake centaur passed by a bird creature as it ran…only it stopped, looked and saw that it was not a bird but another creature flapping its appendages and flying with some leaved branches. The fake centaur asked how it was doing that.

We’re in a shack that might also be McDonalds or something and I’m making burgers based on what the guy there told me.

We’re in an enclosement and on the way north I’d been looking for something along the fence. I come across a black device with a round button and click it. I see blue light twinkle around the enclosement’s edges. I go inside and say I found something. That’s when I hear a bark.

We look out and an ominous air gets thicker and thicker as we listen. I can practically see creatures coming towards us. They tell me to turn it back on and I do. I hope in the minutes it was off, nothing got out. I remember seeing a car or something pass outside on the left.

We wonder how to fight if needed. Someone (maybe the guy there) says, “Magic, of course”. I had forgotten that that’s how we fight since we didn’t have weapons.

Inspirations: I had just read the Homestuck comic ‘Hunting Lesson’, watching Aliens?, my fan clicker, I’ve had a few other fence dreams inspired by the place I used to live, reading an article on how to make goo hamburger patties

I went over to the stove and saw that mom was making some kind of pasta dish. I decided to make some with egg noodles instead. Mom later tells me she liked them better but I liked hers.

I’m in a parking lot sitting on a car or something? My black fan is running on high on me. Mom comes over to apologize, saying she’s been tired lately. She lets the fan run on her. Rane goes by slowly on a bike and asks us a question, maybe what we’re doing. The fan is on low now and I figure mom turned it down.

Mom is in a garage looking at stuff. She points out a package on top of a vehicle and says I need to get to looking at it. It has a bit of water on top of it.

-Déjà vu looking around at stuff. [I’ve had a few dreams where I look around at stuff in places.]



As I open it, Midousuji comes over and jeers at me. Apparently it’s a gift from him.

The first thing on top is some fabric material with aliens on it or some creature in a cartoonish style. I say sarcastically sweet, “Aww, how cute!’.

Underneath is a smallish book, some kind of sacrilegious school porno book called ‘The School’ or something.

Inspirations: The pasta I made the other night, me and mom being moody lately, me receiving books in the mail in packages, me watching Yowamushi Pedal and trying to figure Midousuji out, looking at fabric to make me a new quilt and pillow covers…

Fragment 1. Trying to make peanut butter. I put in various peanut-butter flavored things but it’s not coming together well. I wonder if it’s not just easier to use something like jarred peanut butter or PB2.

Fragment 2. Loitering around outside our apartment. I look around to see if anyone is around. I spot an open envelope in one of our parking spaces and go over to pick it up.

Inspiration: Me looking at our mail yesterday.

Fragment 3.
-A princess is kidnapped and kept in a cabin. When she tells her kidnapper that she’s one of twelve sibling princesses, he’s surprised/disappointed.
-She gets rescued/swept away by her mother and father, who are revealed to her to be some kind of ghostly bird-like creatures.

Notes: I’ve been dreaming of our house lately and it’s weird for me, since I normally do it so rarely – but I think I can attribute it to practicing awareness (even though I already had to be aware when I made the house into one of my memory palaces in the past).

I slept deeply last night and woke up one other time without recall. I have two days break from exercise starting tomorrow so hopefully I’ll get some good rest. Also worried I’m sleeping too much (about 9-10 hours apparently), and that I should stop drinking my energy drink.

Fragment 1. Some kind of food thing.

Fragment 2. Me and Rane are going through things in my room. She’s looking through the green binder and I briefly wonder ‘why she has to go through my things’.

I find a pack of Uno cards and wonder if any are missing. ‘Survival’ is written on the bottom side of them. I realize it’s not Uno. There are dinosaur themed drawings on the cards and a stegosaurus. ‘Sagittarius’ is written on the other side.

I show them to Rane.

Inspiration: I played Skip-bo with Rane the other day, thought it seemed a lot like Uno when I saw the deck.

Notes: I had the hardest time getting up enough to remember anything. The only reason I can imagine why is because of the rough night and going a little overboard with exercising. *yawns*