Some of you might be aware that I have posted before here about my dreams which often are seriously off the wall - but last night's has to take the proverbial biscuit.

Basically, I dreamt that I was in California, about late 1971. I was an unwilling (and unwitting) participant is a giant sociological experiment in a brutalist concrete and glass building nestling among the golden hills of somewhere just outside San Francisco. A young Cybill Shepard was in the dream as was 50s actress Lana Turner. There was also this super hot hunky bronzed guy with blond hair and a moustache but that's a rather sordid aside so I'll thankfully spare you the details.

Anyhow, like I said I was in this institute with a number of other people. All the furniture and decor was very early 70s "futuristic" with white moulded plastic chairs and bright orange and red carpets and the like. We were all invited to spend a weekend at this institute but the motives for our stay were unclear. One thing was certain: we were prisoners for the duration of the weekend and perhaps even longer.

The man who ran the institute lived in a huge metal cage at the very centre of the building where he toiled day and night by turning huge rotating wooden contraption. It was also clear that the intent of the institute was very evil...

Cybil Shepard was following everyone around. She was one of the drones of the institute. One minute she'd be happy, gregarious and witty, the next, when a nearby intercom phone beeped, she would be hypnotised and go into a trance like state.

Continued from : http://www.gaire.com/e/f/view.asp?parent=246587

You have parent issues

what kind of cheese should I eat to get this dream? That's a very good recall JK - I mostly struggle to remember snatches of dreams.

you dream about snatches?

That's why its a struggle.

I had one last night that could've been directed by David Lynch.

Many of my dreams seem to be David Lynch-esque. Is that a sign of a very, very troubled brain?

I wouldn't know.

Well, I lost my mum a couple of weeks after I turned 15 so I don't know...maybe?

I have one regularly where Jupiter is kicking me out of heaven. But was it Jupiter or Jupiterkid? It's so difficult to remember in the waking hours.

It was I. I like to invade people's subconscious minds in their slumber like an incubus. Be afraid. Be very afraid.

In my dream last night when we would be sleeping at the institute our minds would be invaded and we were injected with the most horrific nightmares imaginable. The next day, we would be riddled with anxiety and insecurities.

It also didn't help that Cybil Shepard was following each of us around the complex - she radiated a calm but magnetic evil. Lana Turner was her usual quarry.

MEMO. TOP SECRET. He's on to us. Some memories are clearly getting through though luckily he's forgotten about the probes. Ensure Dr. Organschaft increases the dosage next time. - HEAD OF BIOLOGICAL WARFARE RESEARCH D. MIXTURE

Be careful there, JK. You must not let them know that you know. Else you'll wake up to find yourself in a giant cube with shifting rooms.