By Eduardo
About ten years ago, I had a terrifying nightmare in which I was attacked by a giant mosquito that had a cat’s head. I won’t get into that now, but I may post about it sometime in the future before we move on to the next topic. Needless to say, it left me scarred.
Now, I don’t know if it was because I mentioned it while commenting on Paco’s dream the other day, or if it’s because our house seems to be full of mosquito hawks right now, but something summoned the same horror from my subconscious recently.
A couple of nights ago, I dreamed that my wife and I lived in an alternate version of the house we’re in now. There was a nice pool in the backyard, with a small cabana/storage shed type thing in the back corner of the yard.
It was a Saturday, and I was about to do some yard work when I opened the shed door to get some tools or something. After I’d stepped inside, I heard a creepy rustling sound that gradually rose in frequency to a low vibrating buzz. The hairs on my neck rose, and as I instinctively retreated from the shed I saw something rise up from the floor and slowly start flying toward me. I just about lost it when I saw that it was a huge, hairy mosquito with a wingspan of about three feet. Actually, it was probably a mosquito hawk… Maybe less threatening in one sense, but still unspeakably hideous at that size.
To my surprise and relief, the thing flew past me after hovering there for a few seconds. I remember being more grossed out than scared, because it was all hairy and nasty-looking just like those frightening bug photos taken with scanning electron microscopes.
Anyway, after it flew past me it headed for our front yard. I followed cautiously, and interestingly enough found our friend and fellow amigo Pecos standing there. We smiled and greeted each other, since it actually has been a long time since we’ve seen one another. I think at that point the giant mosquito buzzed over to us, and Pecos said something like, “oh, THERE you are. I’ve been waiting here long anough!”
Then, right before my eyes, the mosquito morphed into a woman!
I just about fainted as the giant hairy insect shapeshifted into a perfectly normal, ordinary woman – fully clothed, with purse and everything. She just stood there next to Pecos, smiling. He went on to explain that they had recently gotten engaged, which I thought was weird given the fact he is already married.
“Oh, yeah – it HAS been a long time since I last saw you, hasn’t it?” he said. He continued explaining how it all came together, but I still didn’t understand what was going on. I was still a little troubled over the fact that the lady standing in front of me was actually a giant insect that lived in our shed.
For some reason I decided to take a picture of them, so I pulled out my phone. Pecos started making fun of me for having an iPhone, and I think I woke up after that.
By Jaimenacho
It didn’t take too long from the time the amigos started posting random dreams for me to have one of my own. Here it is…
I was on a photography outing with my friend Stephen and we were going to be photographing for several weeks in a coastal area….the weather was pretty miserable and Stephen turns to me and says,
“I’m going to time machine out of here…find some better weather.”
With that he leaves…and I walk around for an unknown period of time…but in my head I seem to recall it being about 5 days…before I decided that I too was going to take this time machine somewhere else.
I found the machine almost instantly…because it was a dream…and my brain decided I didn’t need to focus on searching for the machine.
I opened the hatch, and crawled in. The whole thing resembled the inside of a rocket….very cylindrical…and narrow. There were some pillows inside for comfort…and the interior was a very bright variety of orange tones. At the far end of the machine was a screen…and two buttons. One button was for entering specific location and time. The other button was for a randomly selected time.
My mind was fearful that if I selected the ’random’ time…I would end up jousting knights, or fighting with a T-Rex….but I still picked it…and sat back to wait….because instantly after pressing the button I knew I was going somewhere safe….even if I didn’t know where.
The transportation process was random. It was a mix of slow-motion-blurred orange colors, and the sounds of Foreigner. I was during this sequence I realized I was dreaming…and thought….’wow how bizarre my mind picked Foreigner of all the bands It could’ve selected to play during this transition.’ I can’t remember exactly what song played…but it was pretty awesome, and strangely fitting for the circumstances.
Eventually I landed, opened the hatch and found myself in the middle of a field area that very much resembled a French countryside circa WWII. It was cold…and I was dressed in military type clothing…but it was all orange. I had a gun…and up ahead there were a few other people I knew were part of my battalion by the orange camouflage clothing they had. They greeted me and we walked down this country road a bit on patrol. I can’t recall the conversation we had but at one point we walked by a house that was very much modern, and didn’t fit in.
“I think the girls are having a slumber party…” one of my soldier friends said.
“Cool…let’s go.” responded another.
The next scene I was walking in this giant house, which was very white, and lacked any real color on the walls. I was looking for my comrades and wondering how we ended up in this weird home.
After some wandering I found the other soldiers sitting in a giant living room watching movies with some girls…they were all covered up in blankets, and sitting on bean bag chairs.
I was about to scold them for letting their civic duties slide…because we were obviously supposed to be on patrol…not watching teen movies in someone’s house. but I woke up.
By Paco
Ok, this dream was from a few weeks ago. Not only was it extremely odd, but it was also quite long and detailed.
I had arrived in New York City somehow and was by myself. I was making my way down a street, and quickly found out that I was in a very shady neighborhood. It was dark, and there were bad folks all over the place. Eventually I made my way to a street corner where there were odd ball people all over, and one business that was lit and looked like a real establishment. It was an internet cafe, and for some reason at that point, I needed to go in and find my hotel. (for some strange reason, it was then that I found out that I had a hotel in NYC) So, I made my way through the riff raff, pimps, drug deals, and other weirdos and walked up to the front door. Right before I got to the front, I noticed something very large laying in the curb. I almost stepped on it, and looked down and noticed a large dead and bloody dairy cow.
“$&#*@!” I screamed as I barely missed it. I gagged slightly, turned away, and made my way into the cafe.
Once I got in, I made my way to a computer, and after a while I was able to find my hotel. It took longer than I thought, because the computer wouldn’t work right. (things like this always happen when I am trying to find something in my dreams…) But I knew if I could access my email, I could find the name and address of my hotel. Finally I was able to get it, I thanked the clerk, paid him, and made my way out of the cafe.
It was then that I noticed my dog walk in. (He’s a black lab in case you haven’t met him…) He was very happy to see me, but he also had a lot of blood all over his coat.
Crap I thought, he was messing with the dead cow!
I took me a second to realize that he was OK, but eventually I decided he was fine, so I made my way out to the street to get to the hotel.
At this point I also left my dog behind… why??? I don’t know… it’s a dream. I would never had done this in real life.
I didn’t take me long to find a bus, it was one of those huge double decker tourist buses. This one though had no roof, so people could sit on the top and get a great view of the city. I got on board, and asked the driver if he could take me to my hotel. He said he could, and told me to hop aboard.
So I made my way to the top of the bus, road along, and watched the city pass by. We were heading to the water, and eventually got to an area where there were numerous docks and casinos.
Yes… in my dream New York, there are casinos.
The bus driver stopped at one of the casinos, and said over the load speaker that my hotel was near this stop too.
So I made my way off the bus, and looked around. My hotel was nowhere to be found. I kept looking for a few minutes, and then finally made my way into one of the casinos to find someone to ask as to the whereabouts of my hotel. I made my way in, wandered around and looked at the casino floor, it wasn’t all that big, was pretty well spread out. After a little wandering I eventually tracked a male employee down and asked him where to go.
He told me he knew where my hotel was, and to follow him. I walked behind him towards the back of the casino, and he guided me to a door, opened it, and escorted me in.
“I’ll be back in a second and tell you where to go, wait in here please.”
“Ok” I said.
He shut the door behind me, and locked it. And I immediately got a sense of panic. What the hell was I doing in here? Where did this guy go? Why did he lock me in here? I quickly glanced around, found a back door, and made my way over to it. I checked the knob, and it wasn’t locked. Weird I thought, why would he lock me in here, but not lock the back door? I didn’t think about it long, and quickly vacated the premises. I’d figure out where my place was some other way.
I exited the door, and made my way towards the street. There were people all over the place, a lot of them seemed to be going to and from work on the docks, or to the casino. I walked around for a few minutes, and after a little while I found my casino. I checked in, and then went back outside.
When I got outside, I made my way to a taxi. This taxi was also like the bus I had road earlier, it had no roof. It was also quite long, and held at least a dozen people.
Now this part get stretchy in my memory, but I remember getting on the taxi, and eventually the driver drove us down the docks. After a short moment, he drove into the water.
Then I woke up… it was over.
And this was one for MAL.
By Eduardo
I had a dream the other night in which my dad and I were both consultants working for Accenture. We were apparently based in their Chicago office, and traveled to client sites together regularly. We were like some kind of father and son consulting team, helping clients deploy rich user experiences to maximize their online potential (etc etc etc). Basically, we were the typically overpaid “web consultant” guys who make six figures a year spouting buzzwords and meaningless jargon to important people. It was odd, but I recall that they put us up in fancy hotels.
Anyway, in this dream my dad was also an “amateur extreme bus driver”, whatever that means. I just remember that he had somehow gotten hold of a giant Greybound bus and decided to see if we could take it offroading up in the mountains. I don’t even know if there are mountains in Illinois, but in my dream we did just as he intended. It was beautiful there, and looked a lot like the Rockies. At one point I got on top of the bus (at my dad’s request) as he drove. We talked about the possibility of my wife and I moving out to this random mountainous part of Illinois, and kept noting how beautiful it was out there.
And that was it.
By Paco
…And I don’t mean things you wish to accomplish in your life, I am talking about odd “post-worthy” dreams. I have a doozy that I dreamt the other night that I will post soon. Everyone else, just post a strange dream that you remember, and / or keep track of your next few nights’ sleep, and post if something weird pops into your head while you are sleeping.
