Night

Title 1

FYI, the title has nothing to do with the dream. I found out that another of my co-workers is a fan of my blog. On one conversation, he mentioned he was bummed to find that I was discontinuing the blogs app. Just recently while standing in the office one afternoon, I was telling him about my next post.

I’m nearly ready to post my next dream, but I’m having a problem coming up with a title,” I mentioned to him.

Why not just call it, Title 1, the next one can be, Title 2 then Title 3. I can assure you, you will never run out of titles.”

So, since he is a fan and bummed to see my app go, I’d like to give him this one.

Regarding the dream, to some of you that may be new to my blog, I’m an early bird and usually arrive to work about an hour before the scheduled time. This allows me to beat the traffic, get a good parking place and catch a nap. I can have some great dreams and OBEs while napping. Just to make sure I don’t oversleep, I keep my phone next to me and my nap alarm set.

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

My wife and I pulled into a restaurant for dinner. It was one that we had never been to but wanted to check out; I don’t recall the name or any signs. We went inside and were seated in a lobby while we waited on our names to be called. There was a well-dressed Caucasian woman perhaps in her sixties, making her way down a set of stairs to our left. She had auburn hair, combed up. Large diamond earrings dangled down, and although it was nicely done, her makeup was on the heavy side.

We were also told by a woman who was the manager that we would have to remove our shoes before entering the dining area. My wife and I pulled off our shoes and stuck them under the chairs we were sitting in; as we waited, I looked around from my seat.

The place was well lit and large. Our chairs lined the rail that separated the dining area from the lobby. In front of us was the front of the restaurant, to the left was a dark carpeted set of stairs perhaps 8 feet wide, which may have had about 10 steps in all. The carpet had colorful shapes and patterns throughout. I can’t recall the colors but sure the border was yellow. The stairs were for customers leaving the dining room and to the right was the entrance that ramped up to the dining area.

There was another waiting room further to the right. This one seemed designed to keep children entertained as some arcade games were set up. Along the right of the wall was perhaps the smallest hydraulic crane I had ever seen. I got from my seat to go check it out when our names were called. We left the waiting area and were escorted to our table. I recall eating but not what we ate. After the meal, we got up and left by way of the stairs.

Outside, my feet became cold and wet; looking down, I realized I had left my shoes back in the restaurant. I opened the car door for my wife and told her I had forgotten something in the restaurant and would be right back. I did not want to tell her it was my shoes for fear of looking stupid. I went back in and over to our table. I looked around and under, but my shoes were nowhere to be seen. Then it hit me: we had taken them off in the waiting area, so I headed over there.

My path took me back around and down the stairs. Walking down I heard a tiny squeal. I looked to see a small child of about one and a half climbing the stairs on all fours and noticed I had stepped on her pinky finger. I snatched my foot up, and she continued to climb. At the top of the stars sat a woman I believed was her mother. I followed the child up and reported to the woman I had stepped on her child’s finger, but it did not seem to be broken or injured. The mother shrugged her shoulders and picked the child up in her arms.

I proceeded to the area where my wife and I had been sitting; there I found not only my shoes under our chairs but hers as well. By now, she should have been calling or have come back into the restaurant to find why I was taking so long. I was even more perplexed that she had not noticed her shoes missing but had gone outside in the cold barefoot as well. Once I got my shoes on and picked up hers, I stood and went to head out when I saw her coat on back of the chair.

How is she not freezing out in the car?” I asked myself. I tossed the cost over my arm and made for the door. Out of the right corner of my eye, the small crane in the next waiting area caught my attention. Being a crane operator, I had to check it out. I walked over to the room and coming up to the crane; I saw that the manager was in the operator’s seat. I watched as she swung the hook back and forth and hosted the cable up and down. I then took note that the crane was plastic and nothing more than some child’s ride, but a very good one.

My mind went back to my wife in the car, and I rushed out. At the car, I opened the back door and tossed the shoes to her. I dropped her coat on the back seat and saw a baby’s baby blanket fall out. It must have been under my wifes coat and I took it by mistake.

Where have you been?” my wife said harshly. I wanted to take the blanket back inside but wanted to leave even more, so I left the blanket in the seat and jumped in the driver’s seat. I backed out and proceeded through the parking lot. Just as I had started forward, a small four wheel drive truck came tearing around the bend. He circled around the back of the parking lot and came up behind me. I could see he wanted to get around me but there wasn’t enough room due to the parked cars on both sides of us.

About that time I heard a beeping noise.

What’s that?” asked my wife.

It’s the alarm on my phone,” I answered, “but that’s my nap alarm when I’m in the parking lot at work in the morning. It shouldn’t be going off now.”

Well, maybe you’re dreaming,” my wife said.

I’m not dreaming,” I told her. I continued through the parking lot as I reached in the back seat and grabbed my phone. As I held the phone, my early morning chime continued to play.

How do you know you’re not dreaming?” my wife asked.

Could I be in a dream?” I thought to myself and how had the phone gotten into the back seat; I’ve never done that. I tried to recall where I had been before the restaurant and drew a blank. I didn’t even know what city I was in. There was no recollection of anything before we pulled into the parking lot. I came to a stop at the lot’s exit, not knowing which way to turn. The phone continued to play, and things became somewhat out of focus.

I am dreaming,” I said and awoke in my car.

Cougars vs Lions

I must also have a dark side if I am to be whole.” -C. G. Jung

In 1980, I lived in Summerville, SC. A friend and I had rented a townhouse together. At the time, I had a baby blue 73′ Cougar. Bobby, roommate and friend, liked it so much that he came across a brown one of the same year and purchased it. On one particular night, Bobby took his girlfriend out for her birthday to some fancy restaurant. Bobby did two things wrong that day. 1, He told me what restaurant he was going to and 2, I knew where his extra keys were kept for his car.

That evening my girlfriend at the time and I, went out to McDonald’s. We both made sure to order a lot, and then we ate in the car. After leaving McDonald’s, I drove over to the restaurant where Bobby and his girlfriend were dining. I took Bobby’s extra keys and moved his car to another space nearby. Since Bobby had backed his car in, I pulled it in. I then took all the McDonald’s trash out of my car and placed throughout Bobby’s.

That evening when Bobby got home, he banged on my bedroom door. He had to tell me of the incident that evening. Not only had someone somehow, stolen his car, but they only used it to go to McDonald’s and back. In 1982, Bobby had to move away. I never heard from him but, to this day, he has had a really great story to tell.

Other than the car and Bobby, the following dream has nothing to do with that tale. I just wanted to put it out there in case some day you come across my site, Bobby.

1981 (Unconscious dreaming)

Bobby and I had our 73′ Cougars behind a grocery store after closing. We had gone there to use some facilities the store had to wash our cars. Bobby finished before me and left. I finished sometime later and cleaned up my mess making sure to roll up the water hose. I got in and fired up the engine. Pulling out from the back, I drove around to the front by the right side of the store. As I entered the parking, something caught my eyes over to the left of me.

It was dark but for a few streetlights so at first I thought a truck was speeding my way. As the object passed by under one of the streetlights, I saw it was no truck but an enormous female lion. She headed directly for me. In reality and the dream, my cougar had a big block 429 police interceptor engine. I slammed the accelerator to the floor, and my car leaped ahead.

The lion’s speed was just fast enough to slowly gain on me. However, distance was in my favor. Moments later I came to the end of the parking lot. I had to make a hard turn to the left onto the main road. This briefly slowed me and also allowed the lion to cut across the parking lot to me. Once on the road I punched the accelerator, but the lion was on top of me.

She slammed her head against the left side of my car causing me to veer off the road. I swerved back on, keeping the pedal down. Even at my high speed she kept up. This time she opened her mouth showing teeth about a foot long. The car jerked as she sank her teeth into the rear. I snatched the car to the right and back to the left making her release it. I watched in my rear-view mirror as her front legs went down, and her hind legs came up.

I thought she had stumbled, but then she made an incredible leap. I saw her disappear from my mirror as she bounded over the car. I was expecting to her come over the hood but instead, I felt the impact of her large body slamming down on top. It sounded as if the car had exploded from her weight, and I jerked awake.

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The Crossing

As of June 25, 2014, godaddy, my web and blog host provider will terminate this and all their other blogs. Leaving customers out in the cold does not seem to be a problem for godaddy however’ this has left me in a scramble to download all my blogs and set them back up to word press.
I am not sure if this will be my last post from the godaddy quick blog however, here is the new address. I hope you will subscribe again at my new home; https://wtcjr.wordpress.com
Thank you,
William T Carroll, Jr.

Friday, June 6, 2014; (an unconscious dream)
It was some time after midnight and I was in my car. I was on my way to some appointment and seemed to be running a bit behind. I knew of a short cut, a road rarely used from the main road I was on through a small neighborhood. I took a right off the road onto the shortcut. The shortcut was an abandoned road that had become narrow due to the overgrowth of a field on both sides. The road was rough and cracked, keeping me around 25 mph.

Something several yards away dashed out from the left of the tall grass and into the right side of the field. The movement had been too fast and sudden to see what it might have been but it was a light brown or tan and about the size of a dog. I turned on my high beams which lit up the field on both sides and the back of homes some distance away at the end of the road.

The field on both sides grew from about two feet high along the edge to nearly six feet about ten feet away from the road. I began to get sleepy and pushed the car up to 30 mph. Something bolted out from the left of the high grass just in front of my car. I hit the brakes coming to an immediate stop. Whatever the animal had been, it had completed its crossing quick and unharmed. All I had seen of it was a tan pelt the size of a fox, not that it had been one. I continued on, bringing my speed back up to 25 mph.

Far ahead, another animal rushed across from the left over to the right and disappeared into the grass. It had been too far away and fast to get a look at what it may have been but it was large like a deer. It also had the same tan color as the last two. The homes I had first seen, seemed no closer than before. I moved my speed back up to 30 mph.

After only seconds at that speed, my instincts caused my foot to hit the brake as another animal cut across close in front of me. This one had been the smallest but as the others, had the same tan color. I proceeded on, slowly regaining my 25 mph speed. Just within my sight up ahead something the size of a buck bounded over the road in two strides from the left. It landed in the right side of the field.

As I had done with all the encounters, I glanced over to the right where they had gone. I never saw any of them. Strangely no two had been the same size or shape but all had been the same light tan color and I had gotten no good look at any of them. The homes I was going toward were getting no closer. It soon became apparent that when I got up to 30 mph, the creatures would wait and race out in front of me. Below that speed, they would cross far ahead just within my headlights but not close enough to tell what they were.

As I drove I held the car to 25 and continued to glance over to the right side of the road. The tall grass was the same shade of tan as were the animals that had been crossing. I began to see forms moving within the grass and slowed. As I slowed the animals either moved deeper into the grass or sank down. The homes at the end had been in my sights for many minutes but still I was no closer— like a mirage they stayed at the same distance all the time. Sleep began to overwhelm me and I found it harder to stay on the narrow road. No longer able to drive safely, I came to a stop. My thought was to shut the car off and sleep until morning. I had hoped when the sun came up I would be able to get to the end of the road.

I worried that another car might come up behind me and run into the back of me. I eased the car over to the right. I drove slowly as the front of my car had to push the high grass down. Completely off the road, the right side, front and rear of my car were buried against the grass. If anyone did come along, they would not see me until they were right beside me.

I turned the car off which cut the lights as well. I dropped my seat back to sleep. Although there were no lights out I could just make out the tops of the grass surrounding me. Forms began to move through the grass coming up to the car. They moved around and against the car, I reached to turn on the lights but the forms rushed away. I turned on the lights, seeing nothing but the road to my left and the grass around me.

Then strange creatures moved deep within the grass, so camouflaged that it was hard to see them once they stood still. The grass seemed to become thick with the creatures and I began to get nervous. I started the car and eased back out on the road. Picking up speed again, the animals also continued crossing the road once more, still too faraway to make out. My eyes remained heavy and a few times I nodded off. On one of my nods, I jerked my head back up only to find myself in my bed awake.

Enantiodromia

Tuesday, October 11, 1994, the first time I encountered, “The Demon”. Since then I have had several experiences with him, all in other lucid dreams, this being the most recent. Although the dream is just over a year old, right around its year anniversary I made two discoveries; 1, Enantiodromia and 2, What or should I say, who “The Demon” is.

“Everyone carries a shadow, and the less it is embodied in the individual’s conscious life, the blacker and denser it is.” –Carl Jung

Tuesday, February 26, 2013; (Unconscious dreaming)

To avoid traffic, Murphy’s law, and for some chill-out time, I get to work rather early. On occasion I use the time to meditate or grab some shut-eye before work. At 6: 00 a.m. in the morning, my alarm woke me from my nap in the car. Looking in the rear-view mirror I noticed a co-worker’s truck parked behind me. We usually chat in the morning, but since he was not inside I figured he had an early call. I used the time to nap a few more minutes.

After I awoke, I thought, for the second time this morning I decided to get up and get my gear out of the trunk. Still seated in the car I looked around; it was still dark out, and my eyes seemed kind of blurry. Once I got things in focus I glanced into my rear-view mirror and noticed my coworker’s truck gone. It was odd that he had left the parking lot before work and hoped it was nothing bad. Out of my passenger window I saw an excavator. To the east of the excavator sat a pile driver.

These were things that had not been in the parking lot when I arrived. I looked around the rest of the parking lot and realized I was dreaming. Something in the rear-view mirror caught my attention, a was man coming towards me. He was just under six feet tall, white, and around 165 pounds. Although he had work clothes on, they were clean and pressed. His hair, mustache and a well trimmed beard were all black. His facial skin seemed pale and was heavily winkled like that of a strong smoker, but his face held a wide grin.

He was leaning over to his left as he headed toward the back of my car. In his hands, he was carrying a 250-pound headache ball. He held the ball by the hook, the hoisting cable connected to the end and I could trace it back to a crane one hundred feet or more behind him. His strength had to be incredible because the cable was being pulled off the drum of the crane. As he got closer to my car he looked into my rear-view mirror directly into my eyes. He bent down and I could feel something being attached to the rear of my car, I knew it had to be the headache ball.

I swung the door of my car open. Throwing my left leg out, I felt a tightening sensation around my waist and chest. My seat-belt, which I had taken off after I had parked now had me restrained. I reached over to the release button, but it would not let go. I felt the car jerk and heard the click of the ball attach to my car. I growled and forced my way out of the car, the seat-belt stretching out with me. It began wrapping around me trying to engulf my arms.

“This is just a dream!” I yelled out, ripping the seat-belt from the interior of the car. It fell to the ground.

I rushed to the back of my car, to see the man stand up. The headache ball was fastened to the hitch on my car. I reached down to unhook the ball. I struggled briefly with the cable and heard the roar of the cranes engine. Realizing the car would be snatched away at any moment I quickly stepped back. Like an animated cartoon, my car was snatched away and slung into the air by the crane s. It swooped through the air in a 180 degree swing and then embedded into an embankment, all in a blink of an eye.

I looked back at the man noticing that big grin on his face, it was then I knew who he was. This was the demon I had faced three or four times before. He turned to walk away, and I reached out and grabbed his arm. He tried to pull free, but I held fast to him. With my other hand, I grabbed the back of his shirt. We both began to struggle— him trying to break away, me not allowing him. We fell to the ground; I made sure of landing on top. I straddled his waist and pushed my left hand into his chest to hold him down. With my right hand free, I gave him two hard punches to the face, yet he kept his grin.

I swung down harder for a third punch to his face. Just as it was about to make contact he vanished leaving my hand busting through the pavement. I stood up looking at my hand. There was no pain or any sign of injury. I took a look around. My car which had been in the embankment was gone. The crane that had slung it there vanished before me. The other equipment faded away, then the parking lot, leaving me in darkness. I opened my eyes to find myself back in my car.

The first time I heard of Enantiodromia was just recently, near the end of February 2014. I could have gotten answers to all my questions on my demon years before had I placed more time in some dream research. However, better late than never. For the full article on my find and to learn more about Enantiodromia, click over to my website. I also have some new stuff you may be interested in.

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Animals, Bosses, and Buses, oh my!

This is one of three dreams I had this night. I am sure that two of these dreams coincide with each other. For one, I am trying to become more spiritual and flush out old resentments. It has not been easy due to some of those resentments have to do with being stabbed, harshly, in the back by a so called friend.

Friday, January 13, 2012; (Unconscious dreaming)

I was driving a charter bus and pulling into an empty parking lot to take on passengers later. I pulled the bus along the curb, leaving the cab a bit beyond it The bus was in two parts, the cab and the carrier. The owner of the bus showed up and did not like the way I had parked. He got into the bus and pulled it up into someones driveway in order to back up. An elderly female home owner was watching and came out when the driver had run over part of her yard.
The bus owner got out and exchanged words with the w

The bus owner got out and exchanged words with the woman, acting as though he had all rights to do whatever he pleased. While they still yelled at one another the man got back into the bus. and backed the bus down the woman’s driveway, running over the corner of a flower bed. The woman shouted, as he showed no concern. He came back down to the side of the curb I had parked by but he was unable to keep the bus straight. Time after time he backed the bus trying to place the entire bus along the curb.

The bus either ended up with the rear angled away from the curb or the front rolling up on the curb. From that point I do not recall what happened next but it was nighttime and the bus was in front of my home. I went out with a bucket and sponge in order to wash the bus. The trees along the left of my yard were gone and had been replaced by bushes. As I walked next to them I heard a loud rustling speeding through the bushes. By the sound of the commotion, it was two large dogs. I came very close to jumping in front of them to scare them. I changed my mine at the last minute and let them pass. As they ran out of the bushes just in front of me I saw a full grown male and female lion. My heart jumped in my throat as I thought how close I could have come to being torn apart, had I gone with my first plan.

I was frozen in fear but did not want to move in case I attracted their attention. Once they crossed the street, I would run back into the house. As they crossed Chesapeake Ave., two dogs were coming down the sidewalk from the east. The dogs ran for the lions and attacked. Right away the dogs knew they had taken on more than they could handle. The lions pounced but the dogs slid out from under and ran toward my yard. I dropped the bucket and ran for the front door. The lead dog which was a pit-bull saw me and knew I was running for the inside.

It too headed for my front door. As I jumped up on the porch the dog was just crossing the yard. The male lion which was behind him, passed the dog and headed toward me. I guess I made a more tempting meal. I swung the screen door open and reached for the door knob. A quick glance behind me revealed the lion leaping for the porch. I knew I would get the door open but also knew that the lion would be on top of me just as I entered. The fear was so bad that I woke up.

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