Jabberwocky
Frumious Bandersnatch
The other night was pretty heavy. Most of these dreams were connected in some way but occured at distinctly separate times, so I will list them individually...
October 20-21, 2018: "Going Off The Grid"
There was some kind of global catastrophe that caused the stock market to crash, food shortages and such. Everybody started running crazy and taking the law into their own hands. My parents came up with some plan about moving to some deserted part of Hawaii and burying all our belongings in the ground or something.
I was only about 7 years old in this part and I had some suggestions or objections to their plans but they refused to hear me out, so I got mad and punched the wall. My dad told me that they were sending me to a juvenile detention center and saying that I hit *him* (which I didn't) to make sure I get the worst punishment.
I was obviously scared, but much more sad and hurt that my own parents would do something like that to me at 7 just for punching a wall. It really broke my heart.
Same Night: "Dad Suicidal" (lucid near end)
I was in the kitchen of my childhood home with my dad and he looked to be around his late 20's/early 30's, the age he was when we lived there. I believe that I was my current age (50) in this part. He was showing some guy his .357 Magnum and saying that if we couldn't make it to Hawaii with our belongings then he was going to put a bullet through his head.
I ran upstairs to get my mom but she sent me back down to deal with him. This time he looked old and frail (as he did right before he died in real life), and I didn't see any gun or hear any mention of it. I blinked my eyes and he just sort of seemed to disappear, which made me realize I was dreaming. I floated up the stairs and through the ceiling, but that's the last thing I remember.
Sweet Dreams!!!
Dreamflyer
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October 20-21, 2018: "Going Off The Grid"
There was some kind of global catastrophe that caused the stock market to crash, food shortages and such. Everybody started running crazy and taking the law into their own hands. My parents came up with some plan about moving to some deserted part of Hawaii and burying all our belongings in the ground or something.
I was only about 7 years old in this part and I had some suggestions or objections to their plans but they refused to hear me out, so I got mad and punched the wall. My dad told me that they were sending me to a juvenile detention center and saying that I hit *him* (which I didn't) to make sure I get the worst punishment.
I was obviously scared, but much more sad and hurt that my own parents would do something like that to me at 7 just for punching a wall. It really broke my heart.
Same Night: "Dad Suicidal" (lucid near end)
I was in the kitchen of my childhood home with my dad and he looked to be around his late 20's/early 30's, the age he was when we lived there. I believe that I was my current age (50) in this part. He was showing some guy his .357 Magnum and saying that if we couldn't make it to Hawaii with our belongings then he was going to put a bullet through his head.
I ran upstairs to get my mom but she sent me back down to deal with him. This time he looked old and frail (as he did right before he died in real life), and I didn't see any gun or hear any mention of it. I blinked my eyes and he just sort of seemed to disappear, which made me realize I was dreaming. I floated up the stairs and through the ceiling, but that's the last thing I remember.
Sweet Dreams!!!
Dreamflyer
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