Dream: August 31st 2004
I attempt to start a car but the key is unpredictable and only enters part of the way into the ignition before bending. The engine eventually starts however I find myself freewheeling down a hill with minimal control over the vehicle. I make another attempt to put the key in the ignition but the key is now made of rubber and the task becomes impossible. Continue >>
Dream 27th July 2004
Torture. I watch a shadowy figure open my stomach and pour sand into it. There is a girl in the background, I feel I should speak to her although I do not know what to say. All i can taste is sand. Electrical wires have now been attached to my nipples. I do not want any white bread I will only eat brown. I am physically exhausted. Continue >>
I make myself a toy car sandwich, white bread of course. After devouring it as fast as I can manage, I head off to the back bedroom where I am confronted by a vixen wearing a blonde wig while speaking in an Eastern European tongue. She calls out to me but her accent is comical so I leave the room and enter the kitchen.
The kitchen is a renovated block of flats once derelict but now buzzing with activity. There is an Asian man lying in the hallway. He appears to be intoxicated although jovial at the same time. I step over him and climb the stairs. The stairs are slippery however I notice I am wearing good shoes. When I reach the first floor the steps behind me disappear and I find myself confronted by a wall bearing the words “Aston is a god, long live Aston.” Who is this Aston I ask myself and what has he done to be deemed a god.
I watch curiously as a parrot falls to the ground. A yellow substance begins to pour from its small skull. As i walk toward it, it dissapears and is replaced by a bird cage. The bird cage floats gently in mid-air then attacks me. I run.
As soon as I place my credit card into a cash machine I am confronted by three young ruffians. The one on my right confuses me by pressing buttons at random. The one behind heckles me, while the one on my left waits until I remove my card, then pounces. I manage to scramble my card back just as the third ruffian is replaced by an evil blue, smooth tennis ball. The ball bounces away. I give chase.
I find myself in Asda supermarket in the fruit isle. I grab the tennis ball and slice it into three pieces of wood – all of which are much larger than the ball. I place them in a trolley and walk off.
Dream – 13th April 2004:
I talked with a stranger about the possibility of acquiring a truncheon for recreational purposes. Continue >>
11 Feb 2004 – Dream of Plane Crash:
The plane I am travelling on crashes into a railway tunnel although no one is killed. I wake a few moments later with fear as I realise that I must get up to catch my train. Continue >>
4th January 2004 – Dream:
I have just been handed a football, which is in fact a bomb. I hold it in my left hand and notice that it is slowly deflating. I look around for help but no one is around. My surroundings are familiar therefore I run toward a field where I know I can dispose of the bomb. As I run the football changes into a balloon and starts to deflate more rapidly. Continue >>
