Dreamtime-

October 6, 2014- NYC

After putting on my jewelry, a 1928 set, one morning, I was transported to a fashion jewelry store in NYC on the holodeck. It was located near the Plaza on 48^th St. I looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was only 8:30 a.m. I was surprised that this store was open so early.

    I looked at some of the gold necklaces. I’ve been preferring this over silver lately.  I saw a nice one that had 5 stars on it. I have been searching for a necklace like this in reality. I hoped that I would get to keep it after this program.

   I also saw a brass type heart necklace. I was looking for earrings to pair up with this and the star one but couldn’t really find any that I liked. Both necklaces were on sale so the total was only around $18.00.

   When I went outside, I saw the” Today Show’s “10:00 hour hosts, Hoda and Kathie Lee. They were talking to 2 girls who looked to be in their late 20s. Hoda was telling them that George Clooney was going to be the guest on their show this morning.

   The girls were so excited about that and said that they would be standing outside of the studio window to see him. I was debating on whether or not to do so myself. I’m not a big fan of his but it would be cool to see him in person.

   My friend Sharon likes him a lot. I wished that the real Sharon or even a holographic version of her could be here with me for this star gazing experience.

   Just as I was about to walk over to the studio, however, the scenery around me was beginning to fade. Looks like I would not have the chance to see Clooney after all. Would I be in another setting next or was I being transported back home?

   I was sitting on my bed again as I had been before this brief trip into the city. I guess that Sam had to get me out of the program because he was close to being caught having a human on the holodeck which is still not acceptable in his society.

  He has told me that it wasn’t always this way there. He also said that he hopes that one day his race would not be so anti-human. He’s never told me what caused the change in policy/public opinion and I’ve been afraid to ask.

   I wasn’t able to keep the jewelry that I had bought in the holodeck; sometimes I am actually able to bring home items from there, like photos that I have taken and souvenirs.

 

Note-these photos are from the internet

Dreamtime-

June 28, 2009- Dinosaurs and Aliens

I was carrying a little white doggie-a Maltese/Bichon mix- as I walked around an office building that had shops on the first few floors. I was happy that a doggie was a part of this holodeck program. And it was nice that doggies were allowed in this place.

    It had a food court. I had a little trouble deciding where to eat but finally chose a sandwich place and got a turkey wrap sandwich. I met a nice couple there that liked my doggie. I let the woman hold my Daisy – I was told her name telepathically by Sam. I felt pretty comfortable talking to her and her boyfriend.

   We heard some people screaming and wondered what was wrong. I looked out the window quickly and saw the reason for this- there was a huge dinosaur outside. People were running from it.  I then saw a few more dinosaurs suddenly appear. One was smashing in the windows of this building.

    The couple started running towards the exit. The woman still had Daisy in her arms. I was running with them. I was about to ask her to please give me back my doggie but somehow we got separated.  I kept looking for them when I got outside but didn’t see them. I was very upset about losing my doggie- and frightened about the dinosaurs, of course.

   More and more dinosaurs of all kinds were appearing out of nowhere. I looked up into the sky and saw a big alien spacecraft; they were the ones that were causing this to happen. There were a lot of people fleeing from these scary beasts. We were in a big city- smaller than Manhattan though.

    I saw a guy who looked like John Taylor sitting on a park bench. I’m pretty sure that it was him, actually. He had a marble notebook and was writing in it. He wasn’t even looking up and noticing all the chaos that was going on around him. He didn’t even move when a dinosaur was getting closer to him. 

  I was thinking “Is he crazy?” I wanted to yell out that he really should be running to safety like everyone else was but I didn’t have the chance to. A couple of the aliens had beamed down right near me and were abducting people. One looked like Xena, Warrior Princess and the other like one of the gorillas from the movie Planet of the Apes.

    They would touch a person and he or she would disappear; I guess that this would teleport them to their ship that was hovering in the sky. I was so afraid that this would happen to me so I ran to get away from them.

     The military was coming to try to fight this alien invasion. One of the dinosaurs looked like Godzilla and another like his little son Godzuki. That was his name in the cartoon that my brother and I used to like.

    I ran into a building to hide.  Others were doing the same. We thought that we would be safe here but then we saw smaller dinosaurs starting to appear and go inside the movie theater that was a part of this structure.  I saw some people looting stores nearby too.

   The program ended then. I was back in my living room hearing my brother complaining yet again about how miserable his life is. I was thinking that I’d much rather be back with all those scary aliens and dinosaurs than having to hear all of his negativity.

Daisy

John Taylor

Godzilla

Godzuki

Planet of the Apes

Xena

 

Note- the first 5 photos are from the internet.

June 9, 2015- Dreams

Why was I ever thrilled about writing about my vivid dreams?  They all seem rather ridiculous to me now. Well, not really, for a small part of me still does think that they are fun and entertaining. No one else would except for my best friend Sharon though. She has told me that she liked the ones that I have sent to her via email.

   My dreams and also my music often have been a source of great comfort to me, especially when I am feeling super stressed. Of course, I will always be ashamed that I was really pleased that Duran Duran starred in many of them.

   Those aren’t the only dreams that I enjoyed. There were multiple ones of Bon Jovi, “Supernatural”, tennis stars, and “Doctor Who”. Other music stars showed up in them, like Sting in an alien invasion one. My family and/or friends, doggies, and classmates would sometimes be a part of these and other storylines.

   The settings are often familiar and close, naturally, like my hometown and surrounding area. Sometimes it has been at my former grade school/church.

   I had a few each of the TV shows “CHiPs”, and “The Six Million Dollar Man” as well. I met the stars of both shows at autograph shows in a couple of these then later this actually happened which was cool.

   I have pretty much given up on my ridiculous idea of making a science fiction story based on my dreams. This would involve my lead character being in alien holodeck programs of them. Both she and the alien who teleports her there feel like total outsiders.

    I know that I would probably have to change names of the famous people, song titles, and more in this; I just don’t have the talent to do that.

   Amy seemed to have little faith that my attempts would be successful. I picked up on her doubts when she suggested that I should try writing a different story. But this is the only one that I was truly interested in doing.

   I used to have a bit more creativity and imagination but that seems to be disappearing now, more than likely never to return. My dreams haven’t been staying in my memory much lately either. I feel like giving up on what once was an enjoyable hobby/project to me.

   I can’t believe that I was able to actually expand on my dreams at one point. How did I ever get 5- 7 pages out of some of these?

    I was never overly descriptive in them, such as giving details of the setting and describing the characters though. I wish that I could have been.

   I thought about posting some of my Duran Duran dreams to my Tumblr page but I highly doubt that I will get any interest and/or likes for these. I remember posting a few of them to the dream section of the DD fan site in 2009; I don’t think that I got any comments about these then.

 

 

My Sci-Fi Story Idea - February 2014

My “friend” Sam hasn’t teleported me to the holodeck in a few days. He also hasn’t been doing so as often as he used to which is disappointing. I wish that he would come for me tonight. I have a lot of good memories of my time there. There are some unpleasant ones too but even those don’t seem as bad as what I have to deal with here.

   I can’t tell anybody about any of this because they might think that I am crazy. I’m not making any of it up, it’s all true. I have been abducted by this alien many times over the past 13 years. Sam has been observing me, reading my thoughts and memories so he knows my likes, interests and fears. Some people might be creeped out by this but it didn’t really bother me.

  The stars of the storylines that he created for me include music performers (often Duran Duran and Bon Jovi), actors, actresses, tennis stars, family, my doggies (I love getting to be with them again in this way), former friends and classmates.

  There are times that the plot will suddenly change partway through which can be frustrating because I want to know how the story ends. The same is true when it is a complete scenario. I wake up and I’m in my own bed again wondering what might have happened next.

  I almost always look younger as does everyone else. I’m not entirely sure if the people that I am with are holograms, shape shifting aliens or maybe a mixture of both. I also don’t know if I’m in a holodeck on their ship like in “Star Trek” world or maybe even one on his planet. Perhaps this race has the power to simply recreate any setting there. 

    I am happy when I am transform me into a pretty or even semi pretty girl. I wonder how this is done. I am also usually smarter, more confident, and less anxious in this fantasy world.

   Sam can communicate with me telepathically. I have only met him once though, but he had shape shifted into the form of another guy.  He knows how depressed that I am and wants to make me feel better. He feels alone and like an outsider just as I do.

   There has been some nightmare like situations that I have been stuck into also which is very upsetting. There are some mean aliens that hack into his programs to torment him and me. He tries his best to get me out of these. They make it difficult. He always apologizes for not being able to do so sooner.

   When I am returned to Earth, it is as if no time has passed by. Sometimes, I have items that were a part of the programs like photographs that I have taken which is cool.

   I’m wondering if Sam is taking me less because he got in trouble for having me in the holodeck. He told me that a majority of his race don’t really want humans to be there. Or maybe he just feels that we both need to try to fit into our worlds and not feel like freaks anymore.

 

Note- I gave up on even trying to do this a while ago. I don't have enough talent to write such a book plus I am sure that something similar has been done before.