Latest Dreams by Maljonic

Here are my latest dreams, a dream diary updated every day on paper in a dream journal and transfered to here when time permits - if you want to remember your dreams with increasing clarity, writing them down is the only way to do it. At the end of each month the dreams are moved to the dream archive and this page begins anew. This dream journal is the longest and most complete, without a single day missing in over 5 years, record of a single person's dreams online. The colour of the text reflects the mood or overriding colour of the dream.

But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet. Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

William Butler Yeats

The dreams in which I'm flying are the best I ever have.

J D Malory

10-May-2009: I had a dream that I was at a poetry slam between angels and fairies on the outer layer of Hell.

9-May-2009: I had a dream that I went to see an old man in his flat (apartment). He said he needed my help with repairs and stuff, but when I got to his place it was very dark and dank and his bath didn't work so he was very smelly. The place was beyond the scope of my handyman skills so I told him to ask Ben, the landlord, to get is fixed when he came for the rent on Sunday.

8-May-2009: I had a dream that I was in a green cave on the edge of Hell, awaiting Judgment with a bunch of other people. Apparently the administrators of Hell were very busy so they were giving some people temporary reprieves and sending them back to Life for another go, not starting again but continuing with their current life. I was very pleased to be one of the lucky people sent back up a rocky slope to Life.

7-May-2009: I had a very funny dream where I was on a doomed steam ship and a posh butler approached me and said 'Is Sir aware that the ship he is standing upon is sinking?'

6-May-2009: I had a dream that I took an autistic boy fishing in a small boat on the river in York where I live. Instead of regular angling with a fishing rod though, we were casting nets which isn't at all what someone would do on a river in England.

5-May-2009: I had a dream that I met Hannibal Lector and he asked me, a homeless street kid, to go into a liquor store and change a $20 bill for him. I tried my best to be really nice and not show that I knew who he was so he wouldn't kill me. When I got to the store it was closed, so I tried a gas station across the street and that was closed too - in fact everywhere was closed. I ran to my shelter in a doorway I shared with a friend called Ratboy, but when I got there all I found was a pool of blood and I knew right then that Hannibal would know I knew who he was so I panicked and woke up.

4-May-2009: I dreamed that I found a stash of drug money and that my friend Ché Sanderson came along as I picked up the bag with the loot. I told him he could have a share but it was vitally important that he didn't tell anyone about it because he would be endangering their lives by involving them. Ché agreed to the plan but kept accidentally blabbing to everyone we met along the way, first my mother and then his brother until practically everyone we know was aware of the drug money.

3-May-2009: I was dreaming about a conversation with a friend called Ruth Frost where she was saying how much pity she felt for car companies and their pathetic car adverts on TV.

2-May-2009: I had a dream that a friend called Lewis Evans was banging on my front door and asking me to let him in, but I was actually outside at the end of the street watching him.

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