The vent

Woke up to a strange dream. Details are getting fuzzy but I remember meeting an asian woman who had just woken up out of stasis, she said every few years she had to wake up for a bit, then she goes back into hibernation. She put herself into stasis to wait for the new world after 2012. I don’t remember her name. In my dream it was close to 2012, she had been in stasis or about 5 years. There was some kind of vent which had something to do with the end of the world, the ground around it was getting hot.

DRAGON DREAM And hawk medicine.

This dream took place in the winter of 2007-2008, Shortly after I started tattooing and got attuned for Reiki.  Something I remember during this time was that we were getting pretty crazy flooding and the temperatures were abnormally hot that spring.  I remember seeing clouds shaped perfectly like oriental dragons in the sky and just this weird energy.

In the dream:

I was in this loft kind of house that sat on the top of a big hill, it was night time in the winter and I was gathered there in this house with a bunch of my old friends.   The TV was on and suddenly the news came on and the anchor announced that the world was ending and the temperature would be dropping to -160 degrees fairenheight overnight.  As we received this news the general consensus was, “We’re fucked, lets get wasted.”

That’s when it occurred to us that we didn’t have anything to drink!  So we decided that we would venture into town to go get some booze regardless of the danger, what did it matter?

In order to get to town we would need to take a boat on the river at the base of the hill where the house was, as we went outside and made our way down to the boathouse at the base of the hill we all heard this gargantuan noise that seemed to come from everywhere and shook the core of our bones,  we stood there looking around and couldn’t see the source of the noise until I looked up in the sky and there I could see this GIGANTIC TRANSPARENT DRAGON, SO VAST IT’S LEG ALONE TOOK UP THE WHOLE OF THE SKY ABOVE US.

I love dragons but this scared the shit out of me, I stood there frozen with fear as I watched this gigantic creature in the sky above us.  I got the sense that I was the only person who could see it, though the others could hear and sense it.  As I stood frozen I my terror I was jolted out of my parilysis by a woman I hadn’t seen before calling my name.  She was thin with long dark hair swirling around her waist.  She had bear claw marks on her left forearm, the was a sense of urgency in her voice.

I snapped out of it and ran to the boathouse standing under the awning catching my breath,  I woke up.


Not long after I had this dream a Cherokee woman came into the shop where I worked,  her name was Julie One Bear, she would get small tattoos and tip me with hawk medicine, she gave me a hawk feather, a hawk talon necklace and a medicine bag.   I’ve always had an affinity for hawk.

What’s eerie is that she had bear claws tattooed on her arm in the same spot the woman from my dream had the bear claw marks.  I also came to find out that she shared a connection with another friend of mine, years after I first met her.

Him (dream journal)

This dream took place late summer early fall of 2008.  I was walking through this beautiful forest, light scintillating through the trees creating prisms all around me chirping birds,  buzzing bees, then I see this being.  What was it I was seeing?  

He was half man half stag,   Antlers on his head walking leisurely appeared to be enjoying nature’s beauty.  

Something overcame me and quite suddenly I found myself jumping high into the air without a care.  Landed softly on his back, he turned to face me startled, but amused.  “How did you do that?’ He asked quizzically.   I responded with something like, “I don’t know, I just did.”

As he held my gaze I realized, I felt something…. 

He had the most beautiful face that still haunts me to this day, that image in my head will never go away.  This sincerity that spoke through eyes so blue and a soft and loving and ancient temperance.  There was an ethereal golden quality to him.  And a sort of sadness that left me breathless.

He and I became close friends, words spoken…what were they again?

He lead me to a clearing in the trees…there in the middle of the forest was this chain link fence, tall and high he asked me if I could jump over this wall.

He didn’t say why, I didn’t even try.

I saw a hole in the bottom and said I’d go under it instead, less work was the thought in my head.  Perhaps that was foolish. 

As I made it to the other side I saw around me a grayness instead of trees and more of these deer like beings.  There was an older faun with a dark beard and a sort of stern countenance.  

“You should have jumped over the fence.” 

That’s when my eyes flew open.  That startling loving face lingering, I was left pondering questioning wondering what I’d just seen.  

Electric blue (dream journal)

I had this dream in the winter of 2007-2008

The dream started off in Reeseville, Wi, the town I grew up in.

There was a big silver townhouse across the street kitty corner to the gas station.  I remember being kinda fascinated by the building when I was a kid.

In the dream, this big silver house was being built,  I was a part of the construction crew and I was doing some kind of surveying work.  It was a sunny afternoon and got a call from my cousin Charlie who told me to go out on the balcony and look up at the sky ASAP.

Suddenly, the dream shifted to night, the House was complete and I was standing on this balcony staring at a great white comet shooting across the sky, that was releasing these orbs of colored plasma.  I remember the orbs were a magenta, fuscia like pink, they would jet off from the comet and head toward different places in the landscape.  I watched this for a while in amazement when suddenly it sent out an electric blue plasma orb.

The orb approached me and I was magnetically drawn to it.  As it approached, I extended my hand towards it and it extended a tendril of electricity that made it’s way up my arm.

That’s when I woke up.

A couple of notes about this… when I had this dream it was shortly after I started tattooing and getting attuned for reiki.  (During this time in my life I had a series of strange dreams with odd connections).

This house in the dream also happens to be where a friend of mine used to live, I met her long after my family moved from Reeseville, just a year or so before I started tattooing.

Strange Dream….

My dream started out with me and my parents in a smallish apartment on one of the upper floors. I was busy re-arranging furniture, there were 4 fake trees. I decided to smoke some pot and offered it to mom and dad and they accepted. (Which is weird, because they don’t smoke in normal life)  We were passing around the bowl when the apartment suddenly morphed into a farm-house. We were just finished smoking the bowl when President Obama showed up. In the dream it was understood that this was sort of common thing, almost like he would come hang out with us when he wanted to get away from the political stuff. He saw a bong and our pipe sitting there and said not to worry about it.

Obama stayed and hung out for a while, gave me a picture of him and his wife, then more people just sort of appeared at the house, most of them I didn’t know but the guy with shorter hair from the show Supernatural was there. We were all there talking and hanging out when I looked out the window and saw a limo screeching by squealing it’s tires. I told Obama his ride must be here and he said he didn’t take a limo because it was too conspicuous. After that he was gone.

We went outside and the song from the Gorillaz “last living souls” started playing until the dream ended. Once we were outside, there was this weird white stuff on the ground that looked like spider webs, only it was acidic and would destroy any living thing it touched. In the barn there was a pen with a bunch of turkeys and farm animals that had been touched by the falling stuff. They were dying in agony. After I looked at them I look to the South and see heavy machinery guzzling out smoke.

The smoke appeared to be transforming itself into weird visions. First a long trail of strange creatures not from here. They looked sort of anthropomorphic and mildly horrifying in a cartoonish sort of way. Next the scene morphed into people trying to build something…a green world almost. Then the scene morphed into the words “Help Me” I woke up after seeing the words “Help Me.”

Strange.  Too early to try to interpret all of this…I’ll edit the post later maybe and add my interpretation.


Not sure how to interpret the pot thing.  Could be a subconscious longing for it to be accepted, or perhaps a guilt that I smoke it.  It could also be a prophetic thing, that soon it will be legalized.  Maybe it will be legalized while Obama is still in office?  We’ve already seen strides in that direction with states moving to legalize…

Speaking of prophecies, I wonder if some serious stuff is going to go down after Obama leaves office? In the dream, after Obama left, that’s when stuff started getting weird, that’s when the song started playing. (Last living souls) I think the song is a pretty big message that we could be if we don’t change our act.   The stuff coming from the sky reminds me of a weird cross between chem-trails and acid rain.  I would say that it’s at least a sign that we are harming the planet and the creatures who share it with us.

The creatures in the smoke could be a couple of things, it could be referencing genetic manipulation, GMOs and that sort of thing, or it could be some sort of ET disclosure thing.  The people in the smoke building a green world and the message “help me”, signifies people rising up to do something about the damage we have collectively caused to this planet.  I think on one hand it’s a cry for help from the very planet itself, and on the other hand it’s a cry for help from the people working to change things for the better, to find any lasting success it needs to be a massive movement.

I think these things were appearing in the “smoke and smog” (pollution) because that’s what created them, or the need for them.

That’s my take on it for now.