This dream took place during a gray day and me and my brother GC and possibly one other person walked out of my parents yard to walk past The Action Packed House, and as we passed between that house and the house to the left of it we got attacked by an aggressive dog from The Action Packed House.
I was not sure if it had rabies or something so I did not want us to make physical contact with it, and so I grabbed a shovel that was leaning against maybe the house and I defended us with it.
Somehow I decapitated the dog, I was not sure what we should do, no one was around so I considered getting rid of the dog’s body and cleaning up the evidence and the handle of the shovel of fingerprints.
But I woke up as I thought about what to do.
This dream also took place on a gray day, my parents put a lot of raw ground beef inside the large empty plastic open storage container that was in the alley behind the dogs oddly, and oddly they left the raw ground beef that possibly was not even in their wrappers completely outside in the open container unrefrigerated in the alley for days and maybe a week.
Days or a week later they sent me outside to remove all the wrappers off the ground beef and then rinse the ground beef so that they could probably cook it, and so I removed the wrappers and I put water in the container to rinse the ground beef.
I used a rusted old garden tool that was the length of a shovel to stir the ground beef in the water, this tool was just outside leaning against the fence, and as I did this it suddenly occurred to me that this is not a good idea on several levels.
I started to partly realized that: the ground beef should be unsafe to eat from being outside in the open unrefrigerated for days or a week, being in the dirty old open plastic container, and being stirred by an old rusty garden tool that possibly had dirt on it and possibly had come in contact with feces before.
I stopped what I was doing and I told my parents this, they did not seem to see a problem at first, and so I had to keep pointing out the problems and asking them if they were sure about this.
Eventually they possibly decided to not cook the ground beef, but now we had to decide how to dispose of all of this ground beef that was in water now.
I slept well and I had some clear and detailed dreams, but I forgot most of them and I forgot some parts of the dreams that I do remember.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day in my parent’s yard near the storage buildings and The BV, and while I was walking in the yard I noticed a rattlesnake laying in the grass near The BV and the rattlesnake had a larger than normal head.
This is the most poisonous snake that I have seen in my parent’s yard so I decided to go get a shovel to kill it, and as I walked over to the storage buildings to get a shovel I saw another large-headed rattlesnake that was mostly underground by a toolbox with its head above-ground like it was coming from underground but it stopped to relax first.
This surprised me to see two rattlesnakes and for them to have such large heads, this confused and worried me, and so I looked around closely at the grass and ground looking for more snakes as I got a shovel which was a flat shovel.
I then killed the large-head rattlesnake whose head was above-ground by the toolbox by chopping its neck with the shovel and decapitating it, and then I started walking to kill the other large-head rattlesnake but I saw my brother GC and our dad so I stopped to warn them and tell them about the situation.
They were going to help me kill the other large-head rattlesnake so I gave my brother GC my shovel, our dad grabbed a metal stick or pipe, and then I found a pointed shovel and we walked over to kill the other large-head rattlesnake.
The plan was for my brother GC to chop its neck and hold it down, I would chop the middle of its body and hold it down, my brother GC would then chop again while I held it down, then I would chop it again while my brother GC held it down, and our dad would stand back to cover us from any other possible snakes and help us if necessary.
I am not sure if we got to start my plan before I woke up because I can not remember now.
This dream took place during the day on one of my off-days from work, today is really one of those days and Sunday is the other (because the library does not open on that day), and I decided to go to The B Parish Library where I work to get one or more DVDs and/or audio books and/or books that I wanted.
When I entered The B Parish Library I saw my female coworker Ms. M and another female coworker at the front desk, I can not remember the rest of the dream other than getting my items and going to the front desk, and there I greeted my coworkers and Ms. M was the library clerk checking out my items.
We talked as Ms. M checked out my items, we talked about how it was my day off and some other things involving the item(s) that I was checking out and several other topics, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.
There was possibly another dream before this or another part of this dream that I possibly remembered after getting in bed again after voice recording my dreams, but I can not remember that dream or that part of the dream now other than it possibly involved me shopping and/or looking for something and then leaving and/or walking into this part of the dream or this next dream.
This part of the dream or this dream was probably inspired by me watching Imogen Heap’s Tiny Human music video (which is probably about the experience when she gave birth to her first child) last night and her last video blog (vblog) episode #5 which talked about her pregnancy among other things (that vblog is old so she already had her baby months ago):
At the end of the dream I remember walking into a nice almost opera-like theater where a concert was taking place on stage with audience and performers being nicely dressed, and there were two women with white skin performing on stage playing music and maybe singing and maybe more.
They both wore nice dresses, at least one of them had long curly brown hair, and there was at least one large black piano and other musical instruments that they were using and that they had on stage among their props and decorations.
During their performance the two women suddenly started arguing and then fighting, it seemed fake and staged to me like professional (entertainment) wrestling so I assumed that this was part of the show, and it happened as I was walking on stage.
No one was getting hurt during their fight but then one of the women grabbed a musical instrument and she threw it at the other woman, and the musical instrument hit her in the stomach and she fell back behind the piano and/or a prop and/or part of the stage where you could not see her.
I still assumed that this was part of the show and that the other woman was okay, and so I walked over to the woman who had thrown the musical instrument and we started talking.
At some point while I was thinking about the situation as I talked with the woman I realized that the other woman who got hit in the stomach appeared to be pregnant when I thought back on that moment she got hit in the stomach, I assumed that this was faked and that she had a pillow or something under her dress to appear slightly pregnant, but then I realized that the other woman still had not gotten up to join our conversation and I still had not seen her since she fell back where we could not see her after getting hit in the stomach with the musical instrument.
I then started to wonder if that had been real and that maybe she was really pregnant, maybe they really got into an argument and fight during their performance, and so I asked the woman if she had seen the other woman since she fell and she said no so I decided that we should check on her to see where she was and if she was okay.
We found her laying on the ground holding her stomach, she said that she was pregnant and that she thinks that she was injured and could not get up, and so I told the other woman to get help so she did.
They had some emergency medical people backstage so we waited on them to run from backstage, but I woke up as I stayed their talking to and trying to help the injured pregnant woman.
All that I can remember of this dream from last night is that it took place inside a windowless Walmart-like building near where the cash registers should be or were, there was a tall structure in this area, and I would sometimes probably climb it and jump down to a large open mostly dark room with maybe medium-colored carpet where some of my former classmates and other people were hanging out like there was a calm party or gathering.
I talked with some people and I walked around the large room and maybe I got some food and drink but I can not remember the details, I also can not remember the details of the tall structure that I would jump down from, and that is all that I can remember of this dream.
All that I can remember of this dream is being inside a windowless multi-story mostly carpeted building that had a lot of hallways and rooms, and it was being used as home by the actor Reginald VelJohnson who played the character Carl Winslow from the television series Family Matters and his family.
I was walking around exploring this somewhat school-like building, it was not a school but it slightly reminded me of a school combined with a general purpose office-like building and home, and there was more that happened in this dream but I can not remember what happened before this.
At some point I met Mr. VelJohnson and maybe his wife, I probably did not know that this was their home at first, and Mr. VelJohnson told me that this is the building that Family Matters used to be filmed in; but now him and his family were using this previously abandoned building as a home.
He gave me a tour of the building as he talked about memories from back when he worked on the Family Matters television series, and I remember some of my memories of the television series being talked about and thought about; and some of my memories of other television series like Boy Meets World.
Mr. VelJohnson told me that the building was not in good condition and he told and showed me some of the problems like: leaking roofs and ceilings in some areas, plumbing problems, and more.
This was a large building, him and his family only used a small part of it, and so the process of fixing everything was a slow and expensive project that they were doing slowly as they could afford it because they did not want to see this building fall apart; and they liked this building, and they wanted it to continue to be their home, but that is all that I can remember of this dream even though I know that there was more to this dream that was interesting but I can not remember the details.
All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day outside in a very small fictional town at a parade, I was at this parade standing among the small crowd along side the street by businesses in a small downtown area where the parade was taking place, and I was standing near a group of maybe high school students (maybe some athletes and cheerleaders it seemed) and some of their parent’s and teachers.
Something went wrong and there was a serious accident with maybe a truck pulling a float and it or they crashed into the crowd near me at the end of the parade route, seriously injuring and possibly killing some people, and one of the male students with whitish colored skin with medium-to-dark colored hair wearing a letterman (letter) jacket got decapitated in the accident so his head was on the street not far from his body.
A woman with whitish colored skin with maybe somewhat yellowish and/or brownish colored hair who was the young man’s mother ran over to his decapitated body crying and screaming over his body as other people ran to help the other injured and/or killed people, it was difficult watching and listening to this mother screaming and crying while holding the decapitated body of her son, and feeling like there was nothing that you could do to help.
I felt so bad and I wanted to help that the only thing that I could think to do was to try to attach the young man’s head back to his body, and so I did this where at least the head would be touching the neck normally even though I could not really attach it.
I hoped that maybe somehow this would keep him alive long enough for the paramedics to get him to the hospital so that the doctors could attach his head and save his life, and shockingly I heard the young man started breathing and trying to talk after trying to attach his head.
We were surprised and felt that there was some hope, the paramedics rushed in and took him to the hospital, and I think that they were able to save his life but I am not sure because I woke up; but I hoped that he would survive, and I hoped that I was able to at least help his mother feel better.
Today I saw an amazing work of art made by another WordPress.com blogger named Sissh, please check out her post called: DAY 29: SILHOUETTE to see her painting. 🙂