25/1/13

25/1/13

I dreamt I was in space. There were planets revolving around their suns. A spacecraft crashes into a planet and goes through into some caverns, blocking them, and leaking pollution into the watercourse. It’s toxic. I end up in sub aqua gear, and me and another woman go off to sort things out. We rescue a woman, and others go off. There is not enough oxygen also most have to return. We are underwater so relay from bubble to bubble in the cavern. I’m fairly certain from the red rock colour it was on Mars,

I also had another dream where it was bright and sunny and mum and I were driving out of Did-cot. We are going past the Great Western Park housing estate there is stuff the other side of the road now, lots of buildings, and shops and a huge hotel. I see a foot bridge high in the air con-necting the two together.

17/1/10

Weird weird dreams again.
I am in some kind of tiles room with a pool in the centre. When I come into the room I am just fine, but after having gone for a swim I find that I suddenly can’t breathe the air. There are (as there usually are other people in the room. A tribal person who is among the staff of the person who owns the palace that this room is in puts me underwater and I am able to breathe again. Am left in the pool for whatever reason in this palace. Obviously I can’t leave the pool if I can’t breathe air. My companions seem to be sorry about this, but leave anyway.
Then the dream shifted or it went into another dream.
I am in some secret military base. It’s dark, there’s red light and it’s all rusty metal grills and walkways and sliding doors. There’s a space suit locked up in position of someone crawling.
The dream shifted again after seeing that and I am on a space craft. It’s got some massive problems there’s a leak. Then there’s an explosion, and everything goes into freefall – and heading in one direction – down. Me and another person have 4 seconds of air and move between canister to canister of oxygen, pulling ourselves along to do things to do with abandoning ship without getting killed. One crewman has already been blown off ship. Then I get wrenched away from the ship. For some reason I then make a phone call to a friend about the theoretical physics of getting back to the plummeting ship. I actually do achieve this. Me and the one other survivor crawl along a smooth hull in freefall. We eventually come to a hatch. Somehow we manage to open it (without handles or anything – sticking on like a gecko). We both get into the hole/ crawl space. We use the O2 tanks there to breathe as we plummet to earth. I don’t remember anything else from this dream, though I do know we didn’t die. Possibly the suit in the secret military base is connected as I have the feeling that while I was in this crawl space I was trying to struggle into a space suit while breathing the oxygen in the tank with a straw up my nose.