Charlies Angels PDF Print E-mail
Written by muineach   
Monday, 26 June 2006
Ok first off I didnt see Charlies angels for about a year, and I'm not a great fan of the show.
In back seat with parents, were going somewhere it’s taking a while, as we driver along we keep going up, and up and up about an angle of about 20-30 degrees. There are houses everywhere, like a big estate in a city, as we go up along the left houses have a 4-6 inch pipe coming out of the ground floor parallel with the ground, there was a row of 5-6 with the end one being the same size but with more of a tank barrel look to it.

Eventually we arrive at the top of the big hill, to see the beach, we drive along side it for a while looking for an entrance, it seems unspoilt, no shops around. My parents get out and go down to the beach, the beach is quite small 40-50 foot of sand, I stay back as I’m not interested in going to see what they are going to see, then eventually I follow them down. The thing they wanted to see was a rock that was used once in Charlie’s angels, there was a plaque there as well commemorating it. I’m not sure if the rock was used or Charlie’s angels was filmed here.

To get down to the beach you have to climb down a small stone wall, this wall also runs the length of the beach, at this stage my parents are gone, I’m go onto a small pier and look around for a bit. Then along comes a boat, a replica Viking long ship to be exact with only one person captaining it who turns out to be American. He waves as he goes by and I just jump on board. He welcomes me and says he’s just going down the beach a bit, I say that’s fine, so we go down the beach until we see a dilapidated restaurant/house on the coast, what’s odd is that is also has a pier on the front so you can pull up alongside and never have to touch the sand.
The boat starts to fill with water and I ask him what’s going on, he replies not to worry he needs to take on water to lower the boat in the water so we come up at the right level to the pier, I think fair enough, as we get to the pier I notice another boat tied up. We’re coming in fast, too fast, next thing he drops the front of the boat like the Concorde’s nose, it goes down into the water causing some water to come up but it slows us down enough, we come to a complete stop just at the right spot. I thank him and step off.

Now I’m at the front of the restaurant/house, its about 40 foot long, the roof is flat with an overhang over the front entrance, providing cover for people in the rain. Its built out of wood and glass, wood coming up to 4 foot and then glass up to the ceiling. The building is old, I think 40-50 years and has seen better days, the white paint on the front is lifting, it just looks run down.

So I go inside the restaurant, in front of me is a small reception area with two large rooms to the left, as I walk around I find another 2 rooms at the back and a small pantry. Inside the house is bare, no furniture and bare floorboards, I find some friends in there, these are not real people, I just know there “friends”. I ask what are they doing there, the respond that they came to look at the Charlie’s angles rock, I say its ok and point them in the right direction. They look around the restaurant with me, we notice 2 men in the pantry, they don’t respond to us, they’re sitting on the floor looking at the wall. Then they stand up and turn around, something’s wrong with them, they’re eyes are what I would call “piss” yellow, the also have large pieces of crust around they’re eyes, mouths look all infected, lips are blown up, red raw.
Then they start to come after us, slowly shuffling along I decide to get out of there, the back door is closer so I get out of there, along the back is a fence so I run to the right where I find a large puddle/hole so I jumped over that and landed in a well maintained back garden, I can even hear the lawnmower going. I look around to look back at the house and I see my friends laughing and throwing hammers at me, the hammers were bigger than normal more like lump hammers but even bigger, in length they’d be 16-20 inches long. So the hammers hit me, again and again, my friends are all laughing, the whole this has been a joke, the 2 guys with the messed up eyes and mouth were there laughing with them. So I stand up and head back into the house.

Now when I get back into the house, it’s changed its been redecorated, all of my friends are in one room, I go to join them that’s when I see the man. He’s about 40-50 hunched over, has a beard going white. I can now see into the other room, its completely different, its been done up as if it was a young (5-10) girls room, there’s little dolls around the place, its strange that there is no bed. The floors are still bare but the walls have been painted red and pink, but there is a new fireplace along the left wall with a mirror hanging over the top.

The man is angry, I think it’s about his daughter that must have died, it seems that the room is like a shrine to her, he cant move on from her death. He’s angry looking for someone to blame, he mumbling to himself walking in and out of the rooms, he see’s us, we don’t move we think he could harm us.

Then I wake up.
No Idea PDF Print E-mail
Written by muineach   
Sunday, 25 June 2006
[June '06]
I have no idea what this one was about...
I’m in the southern states of America, I’m a champion stock car driver, but there’s a problem, I’m trying to find someone, I think they need rescuing. Its late at night, I have to find them, so I drive through the streets looking for him/her, I turn left down a street, the road begins to lift up, it then stretches up over a large river.

I’ve changed again, I’m older now. I got a passport photo taken; strange it kind of looks likes Matt Damon with long hair in the photo. I’m in a gym, Robbie Williams is here as well, and Alex Ferguson is here as well, he’s doing strange exercises, stretching exercises. The guy cleaning the floor asks me if I’ve been here long, I say not it’s hard with work, I can only get a few hours in the evening.

So I leave and get into a car, turn the engine on, take handbrake off but there’s a problem, the engine doesn’t start and then the car starts to roll back down the hill, the breaks are gone as well, I manage to stop it by turning around a corner in reverse and slowly sliding into another car, but thankfully there’s not much damage done.

When I get out of the car I can see that all 4 tires have been slashed. A guy from a garage calls to see my and says it will cost X amount to fix the damage, I hold off as there’s someone in a car that I recognise.

So then I shake hands on it with him, but things are the way I understand them, so we shook hands firmer this time and we are happy. Then I ask how long it will take to fix it , then I realise that I have to change identities’ again.
Waking Up PDF Print E-mail
Written by muineach   
Sunday, 25 June 2006
[June '06]
Again I was asleep during the day and this happened.

I went to sleep as usual, then I wake up somewhere else, there’s someone standing over me saying “xxx can you open your eyes”, I try to open my eyes but I can’t, I can’t move my body at all. Then she starts to rub her knuckles up and down on my chest, like what they do on ER, she says “can you feel this?” of course I can but I can’t move at all, no speech, no movement I can’t even open my eyes. Then I wake up, its dreams like this that stick with you for a long time.
Redecorating PDF Print E-mail
Written by muineach   
Sunday, 25 June 2006
[June '06]
This dream happened during the day, I went for a quick nap during the day as I was very tired it was about 3 p.m.  So here goes..

I find myself walking into the back of my house with some of my extended family (aunts,
Grandmother etc..) we go into the kitchen to look at what has been done to it. It looks like its has been “done up”, now at this stage I realise that I’m in a dream (common enough for me) but I decide to go along with the dream to see where it goes.

The kitchen is a bit different, instead of the table and chairs we have a large foldout table that’s pushed up against the wall, the one cool thing about it is that you can pull out any length you want, so big enough for 2 or for 6 people, and another cool thing was that the chairs folded out from under the table (stools) and they too retracted flat into the wall.
So there I was giving a bit of a tour around showing how to use the table, then I notice that it must be night out, outside the windows its pitch dark, not just dark its completely black.

Then we head into the sitting room, people were asking me what I had done. Which I did was to expanding the decking are out further and I also I increased the height of the ceiling up to about 15 foot and put in glass which slope down over the decking. The ask me where I got the idea for it, I said well it came to me in a dream (freaky eh :P ).

So I decide to head down to my bedroom to see if I had done anything with it.  I open the door and its black so I turn the light on, the room is lit by a single bulb in the middle of the room hanging down by a electrical cord. Then I notice there a stereo and a small TV (14 in.) mounted to the left side of the room, they’re about head height with nothing underneath them, just the bare wall. There a bed, just the bed no mattress or duvet, and a 45 degree angle to the door and a Hoover beside it. The Hoover has the short handle, not the big long one you’d use for cleaning the carpets.

The TV turns on, it goes to static, the bulb starts to blink on and off, then the stereo starts to blare out more static, at this stage its getting quite creepy so I decide to wake myself up, then I realise that I cant, that I’m stuck here, I cant open my eyes, I cant move in real life, but I can in the dream, for a second I get my eyes partially open then the shut I keep concentrating but I cant wake up. At this stage I am starting to get freaked out that I could be stuck in the dream forever, the light starts blinking out quicker and quicker, getting to be like a strobe.

I grab the Hoover and start smashing it into the floor using the head of it, I just kept hitting it over and over into the floor, just trying to break through. Then I start to use my hands trying to pound then through the floor, and at the same time trying to open my eyes, then I try to break through the walls, I’m getting nowhere, I don’t break through anything but then I wake up.
Green Orb PDF Print E-mail
Written by muineach   
Sunday, 25 June 2006
[Early '06]
I’m with my parents, I think I’m younger than I am now, we’re in Dublin and we go into a big cathedral. It seems just like a catholic church only there’s a large green orb up where the alter should be, the orb is about 2 foot across, its dark green at the centre and at the outside its more of a bright green.

It seems that it has taken the place of the cruxfix with everyone worshiping it, the priest stands near to it saying prayers. I’m sitting on a bench but I don’t think I have any shoes on, so I take a mass leaflet (paper) and try to make a pair of shoes out of them, but I’m making noise so my parents tell me to be quiet.

Now I’ve jumped forward in time, I’m in Dublin again and I’m reminiscing about the way the streets were, I’m sitting at the window of floor café which is on the top floor of a large building. I sit there looking down at what has changed, I can barely see the streets due to the new “railways” that are running over the streets, next minute a train goes to my right, then another to my left, which I then look to the left and see Alex Ferguson sitting to my left, I look at him and then the dream ends.
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