24 November 2017

From the Dream Archives: Secret Kung Fu Agent Man/Glenn Frey: Hypnotist/3 is the Loneliest Number/Mad World/Reservoir Toydarians/Hissing High

(ORIGINAL ENTRY DATE: 12 JULY 2016)

I had this really wacky dream early this morning. I dreamt I was a time-travelling, Kung Fu-fighting secret agent – sort of a three-way cross between Marty McFly, Bruce Lee, and James Bond.


The dream was going really good – I foiled a demon’s attempt to re-convert me to Armstrongism,


(Read 1975 in Prophecy! to learn just how right he was.)

and I was kicking all sorts of malign ass – when the real-life bickering between my parents woke me up.

Just gotta love my parents. When they’re not sabotaging my life, they’re sabotaging my dreams.

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(ORIGINAL ENTRY DATE: 16 JULY 2016)

I had a dream early this morning where Glenn Frey


hypnotized me and Gillian Anderson using a video played from a smartphone.


Once in the hypnotic trance, I had a dream within a dream of a woman getting her teeth cleaned at a dental clinic.


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(ORIGINAL ENTRY DATE: 19 JULY 2016)

Had a dream were I met and got romantically involved with two different, equally vivacious women.


I informed neither of the other's existence. Regardless, one of the girls found out about the other and gave me an ultimatum to choose between them. As I liked them both equally, I didn’t want to have to choose between them.


(Where's a Fly-type transporter when you really need one?)

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(ORIGINAL ENTRY DATE: 7 AUGUST 2016)

My last dream was pretty disconcerting.

It was like I was trapped in a Twilight Zone episode where the laws of physics themselves seemed to be breaking down around me.


I would see things appear and disappear in-and-out of thin air without anyone else noticing,


and the people in my life themselves would change shape – take on different hairstyles,


skin colours,


even different dimensions.


Matters got so bad that I opened the front door of my home, and facing the cold winter weather outside, I screamed out to God to deliver me from whatever was happening.


It seems that God did answer my cry, for the weird breakdown of reality came to a halt. In this new stabilized reality, I found that I was now blond, in my early teens, with a pronounced overbite.


I was also the sidekick of both Superman and the Flash, dressed in some Kid Flash/Superboy combo outfit.


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(ORIGINAL ENTRY DATE: 12 AUGUST 2016)

This dream began with me connecting an N64 console to my TV and struggling to get a pristine reception through the screen.


Then some weird shit with my house catching fire transpired and the dream realigned. Suddenly I found myself watching a SW equivalent of Reservoir Dogs. Watto


had brought all these gangsters together for some nefarious purpose. One of the gangsters was played by Bryan Adams.


Anyway, Bryan did something which pissed Watto off, so Watto had him killed.

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(ORIGINAL ENTRY DATE: 15 AUGUST 2016)

Had another one of my “back to high school” dreams earlier today. In this dream, I was crawling through the hallways and up-and-down the stairs on my belly like I was a giant lizard, hissing at anyone who looked at me the wrong way or tried to interfere with me.

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