I was at my old high school, and I was supposed to be there for track and cross country running practice. It was a bit of an odd thing because I knew I had already graduated years ago, but I was there anyway.
So I wound up leaving the gymnasium area with some of the people from school that I ran track and cross country with, and we were running around the school grounds and various areas just beyond. It was strange because there was a lot to the surrounding areas. It was almost like an amusement park or city park type of area rather than the open fields and hills that I knew in waking life.
As I ran, I found I was able to run using huge strides, which allowed me to go very fast, and I was able to do it for long periods of time. I was surprised that I wasn't getting tired out like I thought I would, but I just kept going with it and enjoyed it.
There were others that were faster than me and others that were slower, and the path that we were running wound back on itself in various places. So I wound up passing people that were running the opposite direction from me because they had either already looped around or I had. The path seemed to go through these areas where there were very tall pine trees on the side of a hill, and there were gravel roads or dirt paths for us to run on. There were also strange features around, kind of like large fountains or something.
After we were done running, I wound up making my way back to the locker room. While I was in there, I wound up having a great need for ice cubes. I think I was throwing them or something, but I just know it seemed like I really needed them.
I then left for a while, like I either went to class or went home or something, but then I came back do the gymnasium area again later for P.E. class. I hadn't changed yet and I wound up asking some of the girls that were there in the gym already about the ice cubes. They started kind of joking with me and making fun of me for needing the ice cubes. They weren't doing it in a mean way. It was like we were all good friends and they were just picking on me, and I was laughing about it, too.
It turned out that the only place there was an ice machine was in the girls' locker room. I guess I didn't really see that as being a big deal, and so I wound up going in there to look for it. There were some girls in there just standing or sitting around and talking. No one was changing or anything. They laughed when they saw me in there, and I was acting goofy like I was trying not to look at them even though I knew they weren't undressed at all.
I eventually found the ice machine by the bathroom, and I think the dream ended before I even got out of the locker room.
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Sunday, December 09, 2007
Elevator Drop
I was on the ground floor of a very tall building. It was a skyscraper type of building of metal and glass, and it was about 75 stories tall. I got into an elevator with a group of people and went to the top floor. There was some stuff that happened and I wound back up at the ground floor, but I don't remember what any of that stuff was.
I wound up getting into the elevator again. I was with Em and about five other people. There was a small child, a woman in her mid to late thirties, an elderly woman, and a man of no real description. I don't know anything about the last person/people.
We were heading to the top floor again, and the elevator was moving upwards very quickly. Somewhere around two thirds of the way up (around the 50th floor) the brakes on the elevator kicked in and we screeched to a sudden halt. I knew that something was wrong before we even stopped. There was also a bit of a grinding/groaning sound as the elevator lurched.
I was facing towards the back of the elevator, and Em was somewhere behind me. I looked at the woman that was in her mid/late thirties. Her hair was a dirty blond color and fairly straight, and she had it held back with a plastic head band. She gave me this strange look that was a cross between rolling her eyes like this sort of thing always happened and a look of, "we're screwed because now we're going to fall to our deaths."
Just after looking at her, the elevator plummeted. It seemed to do so unnaturally fast, almost as if the same effort that the elevator uses to pull us to the top was now used to rocket us downward. I knew this was it and that we were all going to die.
I woke up with only a second or two until impact.
I wound up getting into the elevator again. I was with Em and about five other people. There was a small child, a woman in her mid to late thirties, an elderly woman, and a man of no real description. I don't know anything about the last person/people.
We were heading to the top floor again, and the elevator was moving upwards very quickly. Somewhere around two thirds of the way up (around the 50th floor) the brakes on the elevator kicked in and we screeched to a sudden halt. I knew that something was wrong before we even stopped. There was also a bit of a grinding/groaning sound as the elevator lurched.
I was facing towards the back of the elevator, and Em was somewhere behind me. I looked at the woman that was in her mid/late thirties. Her hair was a dirty blond color and fairly straight, and she had it held back with a plastic head band. She gave me this strange look that was a cross between rolling her eyes like this sort of thing always happened and a look of, "we're screwed because now we're going to fall to our deaths."
Just after looking at her, the elevator plummeted. It seemed to do so unnaturally fast, almost as if the same effort that the elevator uses to pull us to the top was now used to rocket us downward. I knew this was it and that we were all going to die.
I woke up with only a second or two until impact.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
The Legend of Zelda: Secret of the Watch
There was a good deal of stuff that happened at the beginning of this dream that I don't remember, but the rest of this dream played out like a movie. I wasn't a participant, just an observer.
Link (the main character from the Legend of Zelda games) was in this area that was kind of desert like, but it was also like a town or a temple or something. He was in this valley type of area where there were sheer cliffs on either side (a couple of hundred feet apart or so) and about five stories tall. There were a few other people around, and it seems that he was looking for people to talk to. I'm not sure what he wanted to talk about, but I think it was related to his mission that he was either currently on or getting ready to go on. No one seemed to want to talk to him. Most of the people were older than him and seemed to be on business of their own, possibly relating to doing guard-like duties.
He eventually left this area and went exploring. I don't remember during this exploring adventure, but eventually he wound up under water. It was kind of strange in that he wasn't swimming underwater, but walking and climbing. It was either like he was just treating the water as if it was air and climbing around everything on the bottom and sides as if it were just out in the open, or he was in a series of tunnels that went through the water.
It turned out that the body of water was in a city. I'm not sure if it was a part of a river, a lake , a bay or something else, but it seemed pretty large and was right in the middle of a city. There was a ladder that went off the end of an old wooden dock and down into the water.
Link eventually found the ladder and climbed out. There were suddenly a number of people or creatures there with him (somewhere between six and ten) and they were supposed to be helping him out. I'm not sure if they came out of the water with him or not. They may have just been waiting there at the dock for him to show up.
After he got out of the water, he rested for a bit. Looking around, there was a big stone "feature" in the middle of the dock. It was almost like a representation of a "Casio Databank" watch that I used to have back in the late 80s, but without the strap:
The stone sculpture was about two feet long and three feet wide. Link lifted the portion where the buttons are on the front like it was a hood of a car, and when it opened, there were four pins inside. These were the spring-loaded pins that hold the wrist strap in place, but because there was no wrist strap, they were in here.
He realized that this was some sort of puzzle, and he needed to remove only certain pins in order for the puzzle to be solved. He thought about it for a while and then removed two of the pins. It caused a statue of a bird to show up. The statue changed quite a bit, but I'm not exactly sure how. I think it was changing to different kinds of birds, or the same bird in different stances.
Then things dissolved and Link grew up. It was evening time and he was wearing a tux. He now looked like the blind scientist from the movie "Contact", but he wasn't blind. Jennifer Connely was his date or girlfriend or wife, but I'm not sure which. She was walking around through the city and getting him to follow her. She was carrying something that looked like a brown paper bag of groceries.
Eventually she led him to the spot with the Casio Databank sculpture. He realized at that moment that while he had found the changing bird statue many years before, he never actually took it as his prize. I knew he needed to get it, and so he went at the puzzle again, but was unable to successfully complete it this time.
Link (the main character from the Legend of Zelda games) was in this area that was kind of desert like, but it was also like a town or a temple or something. He was in this valley type of area where there were sheer cliffs on either side (a couple of hundred feet apart or so) and about five stories tall. There were a few other people around, and it seems that he was looking for people to talk to. I'm not sure what he wanted to talk about, but I think it was related to his mission that he was either currently on or getting ready to go on. No one seemed to want to talk to him. Most of the people were older than him and seemed to be on business of their own, possibly relating to doing guard-like duties.
He eventually left this area and went exploring. I don't remember during this exploring adventure, but eventually he wound up under water. It was kind of strange in that he wasn't swimming underwater, but walking and climbing. It was either like he was just treating the water as if it was air and climbing around everything on the bottom and sides as if it were just out in the open, or he was in a series of tunnels that went through the water.
It turned out that the body of water was in a city. I'm not sure if it was a part of a river, a lake , a bay or something else, but it seemed pretty large and was right in the middle of a city. There was a ladder that went off the end of an old wooden dock and down into the water.
Link eventually found the ladder and climbed out. There were suddenly a number of people or creatures there with him (somewhere between six and ten) and they were supposed to be helping him out. I'm not sure if they came out of the water with him or not. They may have just been waiting there at the dock for him to show up.
After he got out of the water, he rested for a bit. Looking around, there was a big stone "feature" in the middle of the dock. It was almost like a representation of a "Casio Databank" watch that I used to have back in the late 80s, but without the strap:
The stone sculpture was about two feet long and three feet wide. Link lifted the portion where the buttons are on the front like it was a hood of a car, and when it opened, there were four pins inside. These were the spring-loaded pins that hold the wrist strap in place, but because there was no wrist strap, they were in here.
He realized that this was some sort of puzzle, and he needed to remove only certain pins in order for the puzzle to be solved. He thought about it for a while and then removed two of the pins. It caused a statue of a bird to show up. The statue changed quite a bit, but I'm not exactly sure how. I think it was changing to different kinds of birds, or the same bird in different stances.
Then things dissolved and Link grew up. It was evening time and he was wearing a tux. He now looked like the blind scientist from the movie "Contact", but he wasn't blind. Jennifer Connely was his date or girlfriend or wife, but I'm not sure which. She was walking around through the city and getting him to follow her. She was carrying something that looked like a brown paper bag of groceries.
Eventually she led him to the spot with the Casio Databank sculpture. He realized at that moment that while he had found the changing bird statue many years before, he never actually took it as his prize. I knew he needed to get it, and so he went at the puzzle again, but was unable to successfully complete it this time.
Monday, October 22, 2007
Apples at Sam's and Walmart
I was supposed to be at Sam's Club getting groceries. The store looked more like the warehouse I work in than it did any Sam's Club I've ever been in because it had an area that had a second tier that was still open to the main part of the warehouse.
I forget most of what was going on there, but I wound up getting a huge box of apples. The box was about three feet tall and four feet square. After I had gotten it, I was up on the second tier thinking about what I wanted to do with it. While I was there, I saw Lacey (from Work) and she was saying something to me about the apples. I think she was either telling me that I had way to many, what to do with them, or to be sure not to get any more.
After talking to her, I wound up leaving. I left the box of apples behind in the store because I didn't have enough room for them in my car. After I left I went to Walmart and I eventually wound up getting even more apples.
After I left Walmart, I wound up going back to Sam's, and it was when I got there that I realized that I had already purchased a huge box of apples there and I didn't need the ones I got at Walmart. I kept feeling like I didn't have any way out of my situation and I didn't know what I was going to do with all the apples or how I was going to get them home.
I forget most of what was going on there, but I wound up getting a huge box of apples. The box was about three feet tall and four feet square. After I had gotten it, I was up on the second tier thinking about what I wanted to do with it. While I was there, I saw Lacey (from Work) and she was saying something to me about the apples. I think she was either telling me that I had way to many, what to do with them, or to be sure not to get any more.
After talking to her, I wound up leaving. I left the box of apples behind in the store because I didn't have enough room for them in my car. After I left I went to Walmart and I eventually wound up getting even more apples.
After I left Walmart, I wound up going back to Sam's, and it was when I got there that I realized that I had already purchased a huge box of apples there and I didn't need the ones I got at Walmart. I kept feeling like I didn't have any way out of my situation and I didn't know what I was going to do with all the apples or how I was going to get them home.
Monday, September 17, 2007
ASCII Powered Swords
I was out in the middle of this wooded area, and there was a river or stream near by. There were two people there, and though they were dressed in a contemporary way (khakhis or nice jeans, button-up or polo shirts) they were wielding swords. I'm not sure, but I may have been one of the people.
While they were sword fighting, they were in and around the river. Either the river was very shallow, or they were walking on water. I think there was a combination of the two.
During the fighting, the fighters started to "power up" their swords by using ASCII (alphanumeric and symbols) characters. One of them specifically used a "@", and it seemed to float out from the end of the sword, but it acted as if it was connected. There seemed to be some sort of glowing field around it that held it in place. Somehow these characters were supposed to make the swords stronger and the fighters better.
Unfortunately I don't know the outcome of the fight because the dream ended.
While they were sword fighting, they were in and around the river. Either the river was very shallow, or they were walking on water. I think there was a combination of the two.
During the fighting, the fighters started to "power up" their swords by using ASCII (alphanumeric and symbols) characters. One of them specifically used a "@", and it seemed to float out from the end of the sword, but it acted as if it was connected. There seemed to be some sort of glowing field around it that held it in place. Somehow these characters were supposed to make the swords stronger and the fighters better.
Unfortunately I don't know the outcome of the fight because the dream ended.
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Gifts from Bryan
I'm not exactly sure how or where this one started, but I was out in this country area, and there were one or two large trees near by. I was there in my car, but I don't know why I was there. While I was there, Bryan (the guy from VA to stalked me nine years ago) showed up in his little blue CRX. Needless to say, I wasn't pleased to see him.
He had a round chocolate bundt cake with him, and he offered it to me. I was afraid of making him mad, so I took it and grudgingly thanked him. I think I was there with him for a bit longer. I didn't want to seem rude by wanting to leave, but at the same time I just wanted to get out of there. He kept offering me gifts, such as Nintendo GameCube games and controllers.
Eventually I was able to leave. I drove around through the country a bit. It seems there was a vague sense of getting out of the car every so often and looking around. There were lots of hills and trees and rivers/ponds around, and little bits of towns. It seemed like there was a lot around me, but at the same time it was fairly spread out.
I finally got back "home", which was a lot like a combination of Mike's (former step-father) house and my elementary school library. I was in this library type area, and Em (wife) was there. There was a TV setup just to the left of the door as I walked in, and there was either a bed or a sofa right in front of it, leaving about four feet of space between. It was on an old rickety TV stand that looked like it was made out of thin fiberboard, and it had the feel of being made in the 70s.
I sat down on the floor in front of the TV and talked to Em about what had happened. While doing so, we were eating the cake and trying out the games or controllers. I'm not sure if it was said, or if we were just thinking it, but we wondered how safe this stuff was. Was the cake poisoned? Was there something wrong with the games or controllers that was going to harm us or break our stuff? We had a feeling not to trust anything that came from Bryan, but at the same time he had been so nice this time around, and it didn't seem like he wanted to hurt us.
We didn't make a decision before I woke up.
He had a round chocolate bundt cake with him, and he offered it to me. I was afraid of making him mad, so I took it and grudgingly thanked him. I think I was there with him for a bit longer. I didn't want to seem rude by wanting to leave, but at the same time I just wanted to get out of there. He kept offering me gifts, such as Nintendo GameCube games and controllers.
Eventually I was able to leave. I drove around through the country a bit. It seems there was a vague sense of getting out of the car every so often and looking around. There were lots of hills and trees and rivers/ponds around, and little bits of towns. It seemed like there was a lot around me, but at the same time it was fairly spread out.
I finally got back "home", which was a lot like a combination of Mike's (former step-father) house and my elementary school library. I was in this library type area, and Em (wife) was there. There was a TV setup just to the left of the door as I walked in, and there was either a bed or a sofa right in front of it, leaving about four feet of space between. It was on an old rickety TV stand that looked like it was made out of thin fiberboard, and it had the feel of being made in the 70s.
I sat down on the floor in front of the TV and talked to Em about what had happened. While doing so, we were eating the cake and trying out the games or controllers. I'm not sure if it was said, or if we were just thinking it, but we wondered how safe this stuff was. Was the cake poisoned? Was there something wrong with the games or controllers that was going to harm us or break our stuff? We had a feeling not to trust anything that came from Bryan, but at the same time he had been so nice this time around, and it didn't seem like he wanted to hurt us.
We didn't make a decision before I woke up.
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Harry Potter and the Final Adventure
The beginning of the dream was very fuzzy. It was almost as if I had pre-dreamt parts of it as if trying to figure out what I wanted the story to be and trying out different things and then I used those parts later, effectively "redreaming" them and putting them into a more coherent context later.
In this pre-dreaming bit, I was in the fellowship hall area of Pleasant Valley Church as part of a class. There were people there that I knew from school, I think, such as Andy and Stephen and a few others. I think a woman was supposed to be teaching the class, but we never really got around to having the class happen. It seemed that I was in the kitchen of the church quite a bit talking to people during this time while waiting for class to begin. Then there was something about a secret door that only I could see, and going through it in such a way that, even thought it was right there with everyone else, no one saw me disappear through it. It also seems that there was something else that wasn't really involved with this particular scene that was pre-dreamt, but I'm not sure what it was. It may have been something about confronting aliens.
From there, the dream seemed to really begin. I had just finished reading the final Harry Potter book, which was a new one that was supposed to come after The Deathly Hallows. It was Harry Potter and the Final Adventure, aka book number 8. Shortly after I read it, I think I was supposed to be seeing the movie for it. In watching the movie, I was more a participant in the movie than a viewer. In fact, during most of it, I was Harry.
I was out in this area in the country, kind of like somewhere in rural Virginia, and there was a dirt road. On either side of it was a couple of mobile homes or very small houses. There were two on the opposite side of the road from me, and there was one on my side. I lived in the close one, and Ron and Hermione from the book lived in the two on the other side. We were out by the road talking, and we were getting ready to go to class.
We went to class, which happened to be in the Fellowship Hall and kitchen area of the Pleasant Valley Church in Weyers Cave, VA. There was a male teacher standing over near the water fountain in the far corner talking to either another teacher or a student. The man was fairly short and was wearing a black button-down shirt and black pants. His hair was also very black. The contrast made his face and hands stand out quite a bit, but he was looking down at a clip board or something. He was supposed to be someone that's fairly famous in waking life (an actor, I believe) but I don't know who he actually is.
The rest of the students were off to my right near the stage. There were about four rows of chairs that went all the way across in front of the stage, facing it, but the students were mostly standing and milling about. I think I briefly saw (and maybe even spoke to) Neville Longbottom (also from the HP series).
There was some sort of signal, perhaps from the teacher, signifying that class was to begin now. The students moved around and found their chairs, and I was sitting up in the front towards the left. Ron was to my left, and Hermione was to his left.
Just as we sat down, I saw a door to the left of the stage. It looked like it had just appeared out of nowhere, and as I looked around, I realized that no one else could see it. I mentioned it to Ron and Hermione, but neither of them could see it, either. I knew I had to get through that door, but I wasn't exactly sure how I was supposed to do it. Even though I could see it, I think I knew that it wouldn't open unless I found the "key". I also knew that if I tried to open it without this key, then it would suddenly become visible to everyone else and all hell would break loose with people wondering where it came from and what the heck I was doing trying to go through it.
Then it dawned on me that Ron needed to control it with his voice, making a b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b sound (like how kids make the sound of an engine). At first he didn't believe me, but I convinced him to try. He did the sound a little bit, and the door opened a little bit and there was a bright light that came out from behind it. I told him it was working, and he kept doing it and it opened more and more.
I got up and walked towards the door. As I got to the door, Ron started faltering because he didn't really think he was doing anything since he couldn't see the door and was feeling stupid making the sound. As he faltered, I could tell that the door was starting to become visible to everyone else in the room, starting at the bottom of the door. I encouraged him to keep going, and he picked back up and everything went better again, although opening the door felt like I was opening one of these heavy doors with a closer on it that held it tightly shut. I got it yanked open and disappeared behind it.
I got through and started down the stairs, which looped around like a stair well to the left. Right in front of me before I turned left the first time was a translucent window that let in light but I couldn't see what was outside. The whole area around me was white. I went left and down the the stairs, and just as I got to the bottmo, Ron and hermione came in behind me. I was kind of surprised because I didn't think that they could see the door and be able to make their way through.
We were walking along down a long while hallway that was very brightly lit. The whole hallway kept going up and down like a series of hills. Ralph, a big "mountain man" type of guy that I used to work with at Target was there, and he was talking about helping us out. We went to the end of the hallway and turned right.
Then I was walking along the road past Crosby trucking in Mount Sidney, and I was talking to Hermione about needing to find out what was going on with the aliens. I'm not sure where I got the idea about aliens from, but she didn't know where we were supposed to find out that sort of information, but somehow I did.
The road came out a little to the left of where it normally does in waking life (by about a half a mile or so) and I turned right and walked a little way up Rt. 11 and crossed the street to the couple of little houses that are right there. I wanted to talk to an old Asian lady that reminded me a lot of a generic grandmother. We were excited to see one another, and I asked her about the aliens. She told me about them, and then I gave her a quick kiss and thanked her. I noticed that her breath smelled very smoky, but I hadn't been expecting that at all.
Hermione and I left and turned left and walked back up Rt. 11 towards the middle of Mount Sidney. We went into a store kind of like the Kite Loft in Ocean City, MD. There were lots of souvenir type of items around, and the floor had various levels to it. There were little ramps and stuff that went up and down, and various parts of the floor were fenced off with waist-high white railing where it was higher than the adjacent floor. The high parts were only different by about two feet from the low areas.
I'm not sure where I got it from, but I had this thin rhomboid shaped mirror that was about the size of a finger. I knew it was only a piece of a larger whole mirror, but I didn't know where that larger mirror might be. I held the mirror up to my eye and looked through it, almost as if it were more of a prism instead of a mirror. As I looked around, I was expecting to see the aliens around. I didn't see them, but I did notice that any woman that was around, it made her lipstick look all skewed, even to the point of looking like it was pointing off of their faces.
After this, though, I did start seeing the aliens. They were moving around freely because they knew they couldn't be seen, but then there was a sudden rush of movement as they realized that I could see them with the mirror. I didn't really see them do anything except move kind of quickly, and then all of a sudden I was room that was a lot like the classroom/fellowship hall from the church at the beginning of the dream, only it was different. It was darker and scarier.
I realized that the aliens had used my ability to see them with the rhomboid mirror, and they wound up pulling me into this place that was like a parallel world of the one I was used to. The light was pale and blue, and there were something like torches on the walls lighting the place, and they had blue fire in them.
Everyone from the original class was standing around and watching us. I realized at this point that Ron and Hermione were with me again, and they were looking around at everyone there. Many of the people there in the class seemed angry and agitated, watching us with a feeling like loathing, like we had wronged them badly in the past, perhaps by leaving the original class without them.
Then as I was watching everyone, there was almost a wave that rippled through the air, and everyone, including Ron and Hermione, split into two versions of themselves. One of each person was supposed to be young/good/pure, and the other one was old/evil/impure. (the age difference wasn't huge, but just enough to make them look a bit more worn for the wear) There was a little white haired woman there that was around 70, and even though she had split with her evil side, she was having trouble figuring out if she was supposed to group with the pure versions of people because she was much older than they were. A number of people went over to her and consoled her and put their arms around her and brought her over with them.
Then everyone formed two lines. The pure people formed a line across in front of me, all facing me, and the impure people formed a line at a 90 degree angle from the first line and to my right. The two came together like two sides of a square, and I was standing in the middle looking at them all. All at once everyone fell straight back and lay on the floor. There wasn't a single bounce, yell, or out of sync movement. It was as if everyone was strapped onto a board and hinge, and the hinge bent backwards and stopped immediately at the floor.
At this point I had to think of what to do to get out of here. I started over at the left end of the pure line of people and walked along by their feet towards the impure people. Then I turned right and rather than walking on the floor, I started walking on the shins of the impure people. There were many gasps and sharp inhales as I stepped on them, but no one yelled or really said anything. While I was doing that, I think Ron and Hermione were talking to me a bit saying something about how this was the key: to walk on everyone's shins and think about how to get out of there.
When I stepped off the last person, I wound up in this very dark room that was lit by a single light in the middle. It reminded me of a dark attic. During this time, I was no longer Harry, but instead I was watching him, Ron and Hermione. There was something kind of like a treasure chest there in the middle of the room, along with a dresser with a vanity mirror. They were talking in front of the mirror about how to get out of there. Harry went over to the wall and started to put his hand through it. As he did, I felt it, and I wound up seeing it from his point of view again. Ron and Hermione were able to do the same and follow me through.
The next room that we were in was a bit brighter than the last, but it still wasn't extremely bright. On my right, the wall was a huge moving painting of a huge river and waterfall with a catwalk over it. The river was flowing to my right, and the waterfall was viewed from the side like a profile. I knew we had to figure out a way to get through this painting kind of like we did the previous wall, but I wasn't sure how we were going to do it.
I had a lantern in my right hand, and I moved closer to the painting and looked closely at the moving frothy water near the top edge of the waterfall. While I was looking, Ron came over and was looking with me. He pointed at something in the water, and as he did, I saw a reverse imprint of a hand, palm out, pushing out from the other side of the painting. Ron and I realized that this was his own hand from the "real" world and that this was our final way out.
He reached up and tried to make contact with the hand, but every time he did, it would disappear when he got within an inch of the painting. Hermione came up and tried the same thing, and it worked exactly the same for her. As she started to move her hand closer again to bring the other hand to the surface, I grabbed hold of her wrist. I realized that in order to keep the "real" hand from receding, I had to lead them in their actions to touch it.
I pushed her hand forward towards the painting, and when her hand made contact with the other, the other disappeared, but now she was allowed into the painting. I kept reaching in with her wrist in my hand, and Hermione started shrinking and had the appearance of moving farther away. I realized I was reaching into the painting as if it were a real 3D space, and I place her on the catwalk.
I then did the same with Ron. I got him near the catwalk and let go to drop him onto it, but I missed. He fell into the water and started rushing downstream towards the waterfall. Just as he went over the waterfall, I reached in and grabbed him and pulled him back up to the catwalk again. He and Hermione were fine, and they were waiting for me to come through before walking up the catwalk and out the back side of the picture.
I tried reaching through the painting, but when I did, it was more like the way I had reached through the first wall. I wasn't moving into the 3D picture anymore, but I was now just sticking my arm into the wall. I could feel the wall and floor of the next room over, and I flopped my hand around a bit to see if I could feel my way out of there. While I was doing so, it occurred to me that someone could be over there and they probably see my hand, and I wondered what they were thinking about it.
The next thing I know is that we were back in the classroom, and everything was fine. We had gotten out, and though it never really involved anyone else, they somehow knew what had happened, and they were really glad to see us back.
We left there and went back home. We were outside by that dirt road again, but because of this event, we had somehow become very rich. Ron and Hermione had picked up all sorts of old cars (caddillacs, pickups, etc from th 70s) and had them all fixed up into mint condition and every single one of them was painted white. Ron and Hermione were also all dressed up in white. Ron had a white suit on that reminded me of "Boss Hogg" from the Dukes of Hazzard, and Hermione had on a white frilly dress. We were going around and looking at all the cars, and while we were doing so, there was another one being delivered.
As I was looking at all the cars, I realized that on every single license plate, they all had my [real waking life] initials somewhere in them. I asked them about it, and they said it was in reverence of me and the way that I had helped them through "the final task."
While we were talking, Neville came out from somewhere and was walking around and talking. I think there were more people around than I had thought because he wasn't talking to us, but I know he was talking to someone. He was now very dirty and appeared to be very poor. (He reminded me of the mechanic in the movie U-Turn) He had held a teaching job at Hogwarts, but he had quit and claimed to be happy to be poor and unemployed now, although we could tell he didn't mean it. We wound up talking to him and convincing him to change his mind and go back to teaching.
After this, there was almost something like a montage that was supposed to show various things that had happened during the course of the dream, like a recap at the end of the movie or something. There was a scene that came up that although I seemed to recognize it, I don't recall it actually happening now that it's over. We were in a cave with Neville, and there was a small dragon there that was about the size of a medium sized dog. Neville was handling it as if it were a pet rather than a wild animal.
After this, I saw the end credits roll. While the music played and the credits rolled, my alarm went off and woke me up.
In this pre-dreaming bit, I was in the fellowship hall area of Pleasant Valley Church as part of a class. There were people there that I knew from school, I think, such as Andy and Stephen and a few others. I think a woman was supposed to be teaching the class, but we never really got around to having the class happen. It seemed that I was in the kitchen of the church quite a bit talking to people during this time while waiting for class to begin. Then there was something about a secret door that only I could see, and going through it in such a way that, even thought it was right there with everyone else, no one saw me disappear through it. It also seems that there was something else that wasn't really involved with this particular scene that was pre-dreamt, but I'm not sure what it was. It may have been something about confronting aliens.
From there, the dream seemed to really begin. I had just finished reading the final Harry Potter book, which was a new one that was supposed to come after The Deathly Hallows. It was Harry Potter and the Final Adventure, aka book number 8. Shortly after I read it, I think I was supposed to be seeing the movie for it. In watching the movie, I was more a participant in the movie than a viewer. In fact, during most of it, I was Harry.
I was out in this area in the country, kind of like somewhere in rural Virginia, and there was a dirt road. On either side of it was a couple of mobile homes or very small houses. There were two on the opposite side of the road from me, and there was one on my side. I lived in the close one, and Ron and Hermione from the book lived in the two on the other side. We were out by the road talking, and we were getting ready to go to class.
We went to class, which happened to be in the Fellowship Hall and kitchen area of the Pleasant Valley Church in Weyers Cave, VA. There was a male teacher standing over near the water fountain in the far corner talking to either another teacher or a student. The man was fairly short and was wearing a black button-down shirt and black pants. His hair was also very black. The contrast made his face and hands stand out quite a bit, but he was looking down at a clip board or something. He was supposed to be someone that's fairly famous in waking life (an actor, I believe) but I don't know who he actually is.
The rest of the students were off to my right near the stage. There were about four rows of chairs that went all the way across in front of the stage, facing it, but the students were mostly standing and milling about. I think I briefly saw (and maybe even spoke to) Neville Longbottom (also from the HP series).
There was some sort of signal, perhaps from the teacher, signifying that class was to begin now. The students moved around and found their chairs, and I was sitting up in the front towards the left. Ron was to my left, and Hermione was to his left.
Just as we sat down, I saw a door to the left of the stage. It looked like it had just appeared out of nowhere, and as I looked around, I realized that no one else could see it. I mentioned it to Ron and Hermione, but neither of them could see it, either. I knew I had to get through that door, but I wasn't exactly sure how I was supposed to do it. Even though I could see it, I think I knew that it wouldn't open unless I found the "key". I also knew that if I tried to open it without this key, then it would suddenly become visible to everyone else and all hell would break loose with people wondering where it came from and what the heck I was doing trying to go through it.
Then it dawned on me that Ron needed to control it with his voice, making a b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b sound (like how kids make the sound of an engine). At first he didn't believe me, but I convinced him to try. He did the sound a little bit, and the door opened a little bit and there was a bright light that came out from behind it. I told him it was working, and he kept doing it and it opened more and more.
I got up and walked towards the door. As I got to the door, Ron started faltering because he didn't really think he was doing anything since he couldn't see the door and was feeling stupid making the sound. As he faltered, I could tell that the door was starting to become visible to everyone else in the room, starting at the bottom of the door. I encouraged him to keep going, and he picked back up and everything went better again, although opening the door felt like I was opening one of these heavy doors with a closer on it that held it tightly shut. I got it yanked open and disappeared behind it.
I got through and started down the stairs, which looped around like a stair well to the left. Right in front of me before I turned left the first time was a translucent window that let in light but I couldn't see what was outside. The whole area around me was white. I went left and down the the stairs, and just as I got to the bottmo, Ron and hermione came in behind me. I was kind of surprised because I didn't think that they could see the door and be able to make their way through.
We were walking along down a long while hallway that was very brightly lit. The whole hallway kept going up and down like a series of hills. Ralph, a big "mountain man" type of guy that I used to work with at Target was there, and he was talking about helping us out. We went to the end of the hallway and turned right.
Then I was walking along the road past Crosby trucking in Mount Sidney, and I was talking to Hermione about needing to find out what was going on with the aliens. I'm not sure where I got the idea about aliens from, but she didn't know where we were supposed to find out that sort of information, but somehow I did.
The road came out a little to the left of where it normally does in waking life (by about a half a mile or so) and I turned right and walked a little way up Rt. 11 and crossed the street to the couple of little houses that are right there. I wanted to talk to an old Asian lady that reminded me a lot of a generic grandmother. We were excited to see one another, and I asked her about the aliens. She told me about them, and then I gave her a quick kiss and thanked her. I noticed that her breath smelled very smoky, but I hadn't been expecting that at all.
Hermione and I left and turned left and walked back up Rt. 11 towards the middle of Mount Sidney. We went into a store kind of like the Kite Loft in Ocean City, MD. There were lots of souvenir type of items around, and the floor had various levels to it. There were little ramps and stuff that went up and down, and various parts of the floor were fenced off with waist-high white railing where it was higher than the adjacent floor. The high parts were only different by about two feet from the low areas.
I'm not sure where I got it from, but I had this thin rhomboid shaped mirror that was about the size of a finger. I knew it was only a piece of a larger whole mirror, but I didn't know where that larger mirror might be. I held the mirror up to my eye and looked through it, almost as if it were more of a prism instead of a mirror. As I looked around, I was expecting to see the aliens around. I didn't see them, but I did notice that any woman that was around, it made her lipstick look all skewed, even to the point of looking like it was pointing off of their faces.
After this, though, I did start seeing the aliens. They were moving around freely because they knew they couldn't be seen, but then there was a sudden rush of movement as they realized that I could see them with the mirror. I didn't really see them do anything except move kind of quickly, and then all of a sudden I was room that was a lot like the classroom/fellowship hall from the church at the beginning of the dream, only it was different. It was darker and scarier.
I realized that the aliens had used my ability to see them with the rhomboid mirror, and they wound up pulling me into this place that was like a parallel world of the one I was used to. The light was pale and blue, and there were something like torches on the walls lighting the place, and they had blue fire in them.
Everyone from the original class was standing around and watching us. I realized at this point that Ron and Hermione were with me again, and they were looking around at everyone there. Many of the people there in the class seemed angry and agitated, watching us with a feeling like loathing, like we had wronged them badly in the past, perhaps by leaving the original class without them.
Then as I was watching everyone, there was almost a wave that rippled through the air, and everyone, including Ron and Hermione, split into two versions of themselves. One of each person was supposed to be young/good/pure, and the other one was old/evil/impure. (the age difference wasn't huge, but just enough to make them look a bit more worn for the wear) There was a little white haired woman there that was around 70, and even though she had split with her evil side, she was having trouble figuring out if she was supposed to group with the pure versions of people because she was much older than they were. A number of people went over to her and consoled her and put their arms around her and brought her over with them.
Then everyone formed two lines. The pure people formed a line across in front of me, all facing me, and the impure people formed a line at a 90 degree angle from the first line and to my right. The two came together like two sides of a square, and I was standing in the middle looking at them all. All at once everyone fell straight back and lay on the floor. There wasn't a single bounce, yell, or out of sync movement. It was as if everyone was strapped onto a board and hinge, and the hinge bent backwards and stopped immediately at the floor.
At this point I had to think of what to do to get out of here. I started over at the left end of the pure line of people and walked along by their feet towards the impure people. Then I turned right and rather than walking on the floor, I started walking on the shins of the impure people. There were many gasps and sharp inhales as I stepped on them, but no one yelled or really said anything. While I was doing that, I think Ron and Hermione were talking to me a bit saying something about how this was the key: to walk on everyone's shins and think about how to get out of there.
When I stepped off the last person, I wound up in this very dark room that was lit by a single light in the middle. It reminded me of a dark attic. During this time, I was no longer Harry, but instead I was watching him, Ron and Hermione. There was something kind of like a treasure chest there in the middle of the room, along with a dresser with a vanity mirror. They were talking in front of the mirror about how to get out of there. Harry went over to the wall and started to put his hand through it. As he did, I felt it, and I wound up seeing it from his point of view again. Ron and Hermione were able to do the same and follow me through.
The next room that we were in was a bit brighter than the last, but it still wasn't extremely bright. On my right, the wall was a huge moving painting of a huge river and waterfall with a catwalk over it. The river was flowing to my right, and the waterfall was viewed from the side like a profile. I knew we had to figure out a way to get through this painting kind of like we did the previous wall, but I wasn't sure how we were going to do it.
I had a lantern in my right hand, and I moved closer to the painting and looked closely at the moving frothy water near the top edge of the waterfall. While I was looking, Ron came over and was looking with me. He pointed at something in the water, and as he did, I saw a reverse imprint of a hand, palm out, pushing out from the other side of the painting. Ron and I realized that this was his own hand from the "real" world and that this was our final way out.
He reached up and tried to make contact with the hand, but every time he did, it would disappear when he got within an inch of the painting. Hermione came up and tried the same thing, and it worked exactly the same for her. As she started to move her hand closer again to bring the other hand to the surface, I grabbed hold of her wrist. I realized that in order to keep the "real" hand from receding, I had to lead them in their actions to touch it.
I pushed her hand forward towards the painting, and when her hand made contact with the other, the other disappeared, but now she was allowed into the painting. I kept reaching in with her wrist in my hand, and Hermione started shrinking and had the appearance of moving farther away. I realized I was reaching into the painting as if it were a real 3D space, and I place her on the catwalk.
I then did the same with Ron. I got him near the catwalk and let go to drop him onto it, but I missed. He fell into the water and started rushing downstream towards the waterfall. Just as he went over the waterfall, I reached in and grabbed him and pulled him back up to the catwalk again. He and Hermione were fine, and they were waiting for me to come through before walking up the catwalk and out the back side of the picture.
I tried reaching through the painting, but when I did, it was more like the way I had reached through the first wall. I wasn't moving into the 3D picture anymore, but I was now just sticking my arm into the wall. I could feel the wall and floor of the next room over, and I flopped my hand around a bit to see if I could feel my way out of there. While I was doing so, it occurred to me that someone could be over there and they probably see my hand, and I wondered what they were thinking about it.
The next thing I know is that we were back in the classroom, and everything was fine. We had gotten out, and though it never really involved anyone else, they somehow knew what had happened, and they were really glad to see us back.
We left there and went back home. We were outside by that dirt road again, but because of this event, we had somehow become very rich. Ron and Hermione had picked up all sorts of old cars (caddillacs, pickups, etc from th 70s) and had them all fixed up into mint condition and every single one of them was painted white. Ron and Hermione were also all dressed up in white. Ron had a white suit on that reminded me of "Boss Hogg" from the Dukes of Hazzard, and Hermione had on a white frilly dress. We were going around and looking at all the cars, and while we were doing so, there was another one being delivered.
As I was looking at all the cars, I realized that on every single license plate, they all had my [real waking life] initials somewhere in them. I asked them about it, and they said it was in reverence of me and the way that I had helped them through "the final task."
While we were talking, Neville came out from somewhere and was walking around and talking. I think there were more people around than I had thought because he wasn't talking to us, but I know he was talking to someone. He was now very dirty and appeared to be very poor. (He reminded me of the mechanic in the movie U-Turn) He had held a teaching job at Hogwarts, but he had quit and claimed to be happy to be poor and unemployed now, although we could tell he didn't mean it. We wound up talking to him and convincing him to change his mind and go back to teaching.
After this, there was almost something like a montage that was supposed to show various things that had happened during the course of the dream, like a recap at the end of the movie or something. There was a scene that came up that although I seemed to recognize it, I don't recall it actually happening now that it's over. We were in a cave with Neville, and there was a small dragon there that was about the size of a medium sized dog. Neville was handling it as if it were a pet rather than a wild animal.
After this, I saw the end credits roll. While the music played and the credits rolled, my alarm went off and woke me up.
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
Taking Queenship
I started out driving along Berry Farm Road heading towards Woodrow Wilson Parkway near Staunton, VA. I turned Right on Woodrow Wilson Parkway and I was looking at a map to try to figure out how to get to Aunt Irene's house. I was supposed to turn left at "Ng Road" (pronounced "ing"), which was supposed to be the second stop light, but when I got to that light, I saw it was labeled "Aurora Drive", so I thought my directions were wrong. I continued driving straight to look for a place to turn around so I could go back and look again for Ng Road.
I was in this small town like area, and I had to get all the way through it before finding a place to turn around. I turned left and went into a huge parking garage. This parking garage was really big. The area that I pulled in to was about 50 feet tall and looked like an old castle. There were a number of passages leading away from the area I was in, but they were all blocked with gates or bars. I pulled across the far side and stopped in front of the gate that was there and got out of my car. The whole area was a solid gray color, except for the bars, which were black.
There was a ramp to my right that went down that had a swing-arm across it like a toll gate. I knew that ramp led out to Interstate 81, but I didn't really want to go back out that far to have to turn all the way back around to get to Aunt Irene's house. I also knew that for some reason, I could not just back out the way I had come in.
There was a car sitting down there in front of the swing-arm waiting to go through, and Sigourney Weaver was there at the automated card/ticket reader trying to get the swing arm to go up so she could drive her car through. She had come around to the back side of the thing and was inspecting it to see what was the matter. She mentioned something to me about how her ID badge was supposed to make it work, but it wasn't opening like it should. While we were standing there, and older lady drove by Sigourney's car and made the gate work and drove out, saying to us as she went out, "It doesn't look like the gate is broken to me." Somehow during this time, I realized that the only people that lived/worked here were women. Men weren't supposed to be admitted at all.
While I knew that if I scanned my card to try to get out of here, the security system of this place would know that there was a man here, but I didn't feel like I had any other choice. I went back over to the gate in front of my car and kind of waved my ID badge in front of it. It beeped and clicked open, but only enough for me to walk through. I couldn't drive my car out.
Beyond this gate, it was like I was in a tower that was about 30 feet across. A staircase ran around the perimeter of it to the right and went down. I wound up following this set of stairs down and came to an area that was like a mostly-deserted back office type of area. It was still all gray and made of stone/cement, but there was a light on at the end of the hall and on the right.
I went down the hallway, which had picnic tables in the middle and running the length of it, and I turned and went into the office. Aunt Irene was there, and it was her office. She was finishing up a few things and wouldn't be able to leave for about a half an hour. She told me that Sean and Nicole (cousins), Nicole's husband Adam, my mom and my brothers would be there. She also said that Bryan would be there with his wife. (in waking life I would actually expect that to be my unmarried cousin Brian, but instead it was Bryan, the maintenance guy from work, and also not married in waking life)
By this point we had made our way back out into the hallway and were standing by some of the tables. Mom and my brothers were already there, but I don't think Sean ,Nicole and Adam were. Then Bryan walked in from the right with his wife and greeted us all. His wife was a little older and had blond hair that was one length down to the top of her neck. She spoke warmly and with a very distinct accent (possibly Polish or Russian) and I think she was saying that she was looking forward to seeing all of us at Aunt Irene's house. Then those that were sitting got up, and saying goodbye to Aunt Irene (because she still had work to do) we started walking to leave.
We were all going down this long hallway that seemed very open, almost as if it were a bridge. We were just talking while looking for an exit. While we were on our way, I came to this area that had bars across it (much like in the first area of the garage I had entered) but the bars were open. I walked through and stepped onto this thing that looked like a metal grate that had been rubberized with red rubber. It was supposed to be big enough to hold a car because it was actually made for transporting cars around, but it wound up being only about four feet across and seven feet long. As I stepped onto it, someone said something about how you could ride this grating and find your lost car, because evidently this happened all the time around here.
Once I got onto the grating, it started to move. I was in another tower like area, and the grating moved around the perimeter of it in a clockwise direction (again, to the right) and went downwards into the basement level. I knew I was finally getting to the main office area and I'd hopefully be able to find my car and get out of here.
Once I got to the bottom I stepped off the grate and looked around. This whole area was brightly lit, and there were lots of wood and plastic surfaces mixed in with the concrete and stone I had been seeing previously. The whole area was bustling with women working this office. The area was open off to my left, and a wall with several doors and a water fountain was on my right. In front of me was a counter/table that was very large. It was about twelve to fifteen feet square, and the women sitting at the other side were on the phone and very busy. Many of the women here were very large, looking like they weighed more than 250 pounds. Most were older women, and everyone was very loud. They were yelling into phones and yelling at each other, not in an irate way, but just because they felt they needed to yell to be heard.
I tried to get the attention of one or two of the women across the table from me because I wanted to know where my car was and how to get out. A younger woman to my left noticed me and was also trying to get their attention for me. I was grateful because I knew that men weren't supposed to be allowed in here, and the fact that she was trying to help me eased my worry about being there and upsetting everyone. At one point one of the women across the table told us to hold on and she'd get to us when she could, but I knew it was just lip service and she planned to keep ignoring me.
Suddenly there was an extra bit of commotion that came from behind the women at the other side of the table. Someone yelled that the Queen had been dethroned by either choosing to leave or dying. Everyone got suddenly silent, and I realized that everyone around here answered to the Queen. The same person yelled that they needed someone to be the new Queen. To my surprise, no one piped up and offered.
I saw my chance. I rose my hand, and everyone in the place turned and looked at me. I said in kind of a sheepish way, "I'll be the new Queen." It was done. None of them had spoken up, so I suddenly had the power just by saying so. Everyone was in utter surprise that a man had suddenly become their queen.
Suddenly everyone was attending to me. I told the women that had been on the phone that I wanted to see where in the building I had tried to use my ID card. I knew that this would tell me where my car was, but I didn't want to tell them I was looking for my car.
I realized that as soon as I left, they were going to be without a queen again, and if no one spoke up, then they would never have a queen to tell them what to do. While the two women were busy looking in the computers to see where my ID card had been tried, I was thinking that there had to be a young woman there who wanted to be queen and could do a great job but was too shy to take the position for herself. If it were given to her instead, she would make a great queen. I think I was thinking of the woman that had helped me with trying to get the attention of the two women originally, but I didn't see her anywhere, and I was worried that I wouldn't be able to pass on the queenship to her.
Finally the women located where my ID card had been used, and I asked them to take me there right away. I went around the big table and there was a hallway to the right. I followed them, but I was still thinking of how I was going to find the other woman to make her queen before I left.
While I was thinking about this, I lost track of the two women that were leading me. I could still hear their footsteps and their voices, but I couldn't tell exactly where they had gone. They could have either gone straight along the hallway that were were already traveling in, or they could have taken a left and gone up a flight of stairs. I felt two things here: I felt that they had gone up the steps, AND I felt that they had split up, but continued talking, and one had gone down the hallway and one had gone up the stairs. I was starting to think that they may have done this on purpose to confuse me because they didn't like that I was the queen now, but before I could make a decision to go one way or another, my alarm went off and woke me up.
I was in this small town like area, and I had to get all the way through it before finding a place to turn around. I turned left and went into a huge parking garage. This parking garage was really big. The area that I pulled in to was about 50 feet tall and looked like an old castle. There were a number of passages leading away from the area I was in, but they were all blocked with gates or bars. I pulled across the far side and stopped in front of the gate that was there and got out of my car. The whole area was a solid gray color, except for the bars, which were black.
There was a ramp to my right that went down that had a swing-arm across it like a toll gate. I knew that ramp led out to Interstate 81, but I didn't really want to go back out that far to have to turn all the way back around to get to Aunt Irene's house. I also knew that for some reason, I could not just back out the way I had come in.
There was a car sitting down there in front of the swing-arm waiting to go through, and Sigourney Weaver was there at the automated card/ticket reader trying to get the swing arm to go up so she could drive her car through. She had come around to the back side of the thing and was inspecting it to see what was the matter. She mentioned something to me about how her ID badge was supposed to make it work, but it wasn't opening like it should. While we were standing there, and older lady drove by Sigourney's car and made the gate work and drove out, saying to us as she went out, "It doesn't look like the gate is broken to me." Somehow during this time, I realized that the only people that lived/worked here were women. Men weren't supposed to be admitted at all.
While I knew that if I scanned my card to try to get out of here, the security system of this place would know that there was a man here, but I didn't feel like I had any other choice. I went back over to the gate in front of my car and kind of waved my ID badge in front of it. It beeped and clicked open, but only enough for me to walk through. I couldn't drive my car out.
Beyond this gate, it was like I was in a tower that was about 30 feet across. A staircase ran around the perimeter of it to the right and went down. I wound up following this set of stairs down and came to an area that was like a mostly-deserted back office type of area. It was still all gray and made of stone/cement, but there was a light on at the end of the hall and on the right.
I went down the hallway, which had picnic tables in the middle and running the length of it, and I turned and went into the office. Aunt Irene was there, and it was her office. She was finishing up a few things and wouldn't be able to leave for about a half an hour. She told me that Sean and Nicole (cousins), Nicole's husband Adam, my mom and my brothers would be there. She also said that Bryan would be there with his wife. (in waking life I would actually expect that to be my unmarried cousin Brian, but instead it was Bryan, the maintenance guy from work, and also not married in waking life)
By this point we had made our way back out into the hallway and were standing by some of the tables. Mom and my brothers were already there, but I don't think Sean ,Nicole and Adam were. Then Bryan walked in from the right with his wife and greeted us all. His wife was a little older and had blond hair that was one length down to the top of her neck. She spoke warmly and with a very distinct accent (possibly Polish or Russian) and I think she was saying that she was looking forward to seeing all of us at Aunt Irene's house. Then those that were sitting got up, and saying goodbye to Aunt Irene (because she still had work to do) we started walking to leave.
We were all going down this long hallway that seemed very open, almost as if it were a bridge. We were just talking while looking for an exit. While we were on our way, I came to this area that had bars across it (much like in the first area of the garage I had entered) but the bars were open. I walked through and stepped onto this thing that looked like a metal grate that had been rubberized with red rubber. It was supposed to be big enough to hold a car because it was actually made for transporting cars around, but it wound up being only about four feet across and seven feet long. As I stepped onto it, someone said something about how you could ride this grating and find your lost car, because evidently this happened all the time around here.
Once I got onto the grating, it started to move. I was in another tower like area, and the grating moved around the perimeter of it in a clockwise direction (again, to the right) and went downwards into the basement level. I knew I was finally getting to the main office area and I'd hopefully be able to find my car and get out of here.
Once I got to the bottom I stepped off the grate and looked around. This whole area was brightly lit, and there were lots of wood and plastic surfaces mixed in with the concrete and stone I had been seeing previously. The whole area was bustling with women working this office. The area was open off to my left, and a wall with several doors and a water fountain was on my right. In front of me was a counter/table that was very large. It was about twelve to fifteen feet square, and the women sitting at the other side were on the phone and very busy. Many of the women here were very large, looking like they weighed more than 250 pounds. Most were older women, and everyone was very loud. They were yelling into phones and yelling at each other, not in an irate way, but just because they felt they needed to yell to be heard.
I tried to get the attention of one or two of the women across the table from me because I wanted to know where my car was and how to get out. A younger woman to my left noticed me and was also trying to get their attention for me. I was grateful because I knew that men weren't supposed to be allowed in here, and the fact that she was trying to help me eased my worry about being there and upsetting everyone. At one point one of the women across the table told us to hold on and she'd get to us when she could, but I knew it was just lip service and she planned to keep ignoring me.
Suddenly there was an extra bit of commotion that came from behind the women at the other side of the table. Someone yelled that the Queen had been dethroned by either choosing to leave or dying. Everyone got suddenly silent, and I realized that everyone around here answered to the Queen. The same person yelled that they needed someone to be the new Queen. To my surprise, no one piped up and offered.
I saw my chance. I rose my hand, and everyone in the place turned and looked at me. I said in kind of a sheepish way, "I'll be the new Queen." It was done. None of them had spoken up, so I suddenly had the power just by saying so. Everyone was in utter surprise that a man had suddenly become their queen.
Suddenly everyone was attending to me. I told the women that had been on the phone that I wanted to see where in the building I had tried to use my ID card. I knew that this would tell me where my car was, but I didn't want to tell them I was looking for my car.
I realized that as soon as I left, they were going to be without a queen again, and if no one spoke up, then they would never have a queen to tell them what to do. While the two women were busy looking in the computers to see where my ID card had been tried, I was thinking that there had to be a young woman there who wanted to be queen and could do a great job but was too shy to take the position for herself. If it were given to her instead, she would make a great queen. I think I was thinking of the woman that had helped me with trying to get the attention of the two women originally, but I didn't see her anywhere, and I was worried that I wouldn't be able to pass on the queenship to her.
Finally the women located where my ID card had been used, and I asked them to take me there right away. I went around the big table and there was a hallway to the right. I followed them, but I was still thinking of how I was going to find the other woman to make her queen before I left.
While I was thinking about this, I lost track of the two women that were leading me. I could still hear their footsteps and their voices, but I couldn't tell exactly where they had gone. They could have either gone straight along the hallway that were were already traveling in, or they could have taken a left and gone up a flight of stairs. I felt two things here: I felt that they had gone up the steps, AND I felt that they had split up, but continued talking, and one had gone down the hallway and one had gone up the stairs. I was starting to think that they may have done this on purpose to confuse me because they didn't like that I was the queen now, but before I could make a decision to go one way or another, my alarm went off and woke me up.
Running for Pizza
I started out talking with Em (wife) about how it would be nice to get some pizza. I decided to leave and go get some from the local pizza place. I believe we were living in Virginia, and it was somewhere outside of Staunton, but it was supposed to be close to Charlottesville, too.
Rather than driving, I decided to run. I was doing okay, and then I got to this road I was supposed to turn on. It was a very large hill that this road went up. I was running on the left side of the road, and I hadn't gotten but a couple hundred feet and I was having an extremely difficult time because the hill was so steep. I could hear someone running close behind me, but I knew they weren't going to go around me until I had pulled off to the side a bit more or started walking. I gave up and decided to just walk the rest of the way. As soon as I did, this tall and muscular guy came running by me. He was in some sort of black or dark blue costume, but I'm not sure exactly how he was dressed.
When I got to the pizza place, I saw that I wasn't the only one that had decided to run there to get the pizza. The big guy was there, too. The pizza place was just a mobile home, and there was a door near the right-hand corner, and when I went inside and looked to the left, I saw that they had seats setup almost as if this were a bus. I went about two-thirds of the way up and sat in a seat on the left. The muscular guy was behind me about five or six seats.
While I was sitting there, I was paying attention to what was going on up front. There was some sort of slide show or overhead projector display, and there were pictures and text being shown. There were two girls that were about my age that were in charge of this slide show, and they were putting up stuff about themselves. The main girl put something up about her having gone to Buffalo Gap High School. For some reason, even though this seemed to be in Virginia, I was surprised to see anyone from Buffalo Gap.
I had a tablet of some sort in front of me to write responses on to "chat" with the people giving the presentation. I wound up asking her if she knew anything about Fort Defiance High School (my old school) and she replied via the overhead that she did. When she replied on the overhead, it also appeared on my tablet that I was using. I tried to find out if she knew anyone from Fort, and she said she remembered a few people mainly from football games.
I was trying to figure out who she might have known that I also knew when it came up that my pizza was ready. The girl and her friend came down from the presentation area and gave me my pizza. I opened it, and it looked pretty good. It was pepperoni and cheese, and I had gotten a single pebble of ground beef or sausage put on there for me. As I was looking at it, someone reached across and flicked the beef/sausage off and it went flying onto the floor. I was disappointed and told them that it wasn't a mistake it was on there and that I had ordered it, and they looked all sheepish because they thought they were doing me a good deed. I didn't care terribly and I left. I walked to the back of the mobile home and turned right, leaving through the door I had entered.
The girl and her friend came up and were walking with me and talking about their old school days and the people from Fort they had met. I didn't recognize most of the people she was talking about, but I still thought it was cool that she even knew about Fort. Also, they had followed me out because the pizza place was closing and everyone was dispersing.
As we got to the road and I was getting ready to start running while carrying the pizza, the girl asked me about the muscular guy. I told her that he had probably already run home, and pointed in the direction of the road I had come from earlier. I was going to have to run uphill again because the road went up and over this hill and down the other side. I told her that he was a pretty quick runner and she may have trouble catching him at this rate, and she figured I was right. She was a little disappointed because she wanted to meet him and didn't get a chance to.
Rather than driving, I decided to run. I was doing okay, and then I got to this road I was supposed to turn on. It was a very large hill that this road went up. I was running on the left side of the road, and I hadn't gotten but a couple hundred feet and I was having an extremely difficult time because the hill was so steep. I could hear someone running close behind me, but I knew they weren't going to go around me until I had pulled off to the side a bit more or started walking. I gave up and decided to just walk the rest of the way. As soon as I did, this tall and muscular guy came running by me. He was in some sort of black or dark blue costume, but I'm not sure exactly how he was dressed.
When I got to the pizza place, I saw that I wasn't the only one that had decided to run there to get the pizza. The big guy was there, too. The pizza place was just a mobile home, and there was a door near the right-hand corner, and when I went inside and looked to the left, I saw that they had seats setup almost as if this were a bus. I went about two-thirds of the way up and sat in a seat on the left. The muscular guy was behind me about five or six seats.
While I was sitting there, I was paying attention to what was going on up front. There was some sort of slide show or overhead projector display, and there were pictures and text being shown. There were two girls that were about my age that were in charge of this slide show, and they were putting up stuff about themselves. The main girl put something up about her having gone to Buffalo Gap High School. For some reason, even though this seemed to be in Virginia, I was surprised to see anyone from Buffalo Gap.
I had a tablet of some sort in front of me to write responses on to "chat" with the people giving the presentation. I wound up asking her if she knew anything about Fort Defiance High School (my old school) and she replied via the overhead that she did. When she replied on the overhead, it also appeared on my tablet that I was using. I tried to find out if she knew anyone from Fort, and she said she remembered a few people mainly from football games.
I was trying to figure out who she might have known that I also knew when it came up that my pizza was ready. The girl and her friend came down from the presentation area and gave me my pizza. I opened it, and it looked pretty good. It was pepperoni and cheese, and I had gotten a single pebble of ground beef or sausage put on there for me. As I was looking at it, someone reached across and flicked the beef/sausage off and it went flying onto the floor. I was disappointed and told them that it wasn't a mistake it was on there and that I had ordered it, and they looked all sheepish because they thought they were doing me a good deed. I didn't care terribly and I left. I walked to the back of the mobile home and turned right, leaving through the door I had entered.
The girl and her friend came up and were walking with me and talking about their old school days and the people from Fort they had met. I didn't recognize most of the people she was talking about, but I still thought it was cool that she even knew about Fort. Also, they had followed me out because the pizza place was closing and everyone was dispersing.
As we got to the road and I was getting ready to start running while carrying the pizza, the girl asked me about the muscular guy. I told her that he had probably already run home, and pointed in the direction of the road I had come from earlier. I was going to have to run uphill again because the road went up and over this hill and down the other side. I told her that he was a pretty quick runner and she may have trouble catching him at this rate, and she figured I was right. She was a little disappointed because she wanted to meet him and didn't get a chance to.
Matthew is Lost
I was supposed to be watching the TV show "Lost", but it was supposed to be an in-between-seasons episode of some sort. It seemed pretty generic for a while, and then Kate was there in the forest with Jack (two characters from the show) and she had some sort of telephoto lens from a camera or something, and she was using it as a telescope. She wasn't looking at anything in particular, but just looking around.
At one point she was laying flat on her back and looking straight up with it. I was shown her view of things, and everything was really blurry. She started turning the knob that was on the side of the thing to adjust the focus, and different layers of the trees, starting from the closest, came into focus and then went out of focus as she kept adjusting. It was almost like focusing on higher layers of the trees caused the lower layers to move out of the way to allow her to look higher and higher. It was just an optical illusion due to the focusing because I knew that the trees weren't physically moving out of the way. It was almost as if the lens itself was not actually changing it's focus, but extending up through the trees and pushing branches and leaves out of it's way as it went, constantly focusing on things that were about a foot or so in front of it.
When she reached the maximum upward focus of the lens and all she could see was sky and clouds, she started bringing the focus back down. The branches of the trees that moved out of the way previously were coming back, going into focus, and then moving higher and moving out of focus again, as if the lens were retracting back down through the tree branches.
Then at one point there was a dark blur that started to show up. As the view moved farther away, bit became clearer, and it was my brother Matthew's face looking straight down into the lens. His face was expressionless and partially obscured by the leaves of the trees, but for some reason it scared me because I knew it wasn't supposed to be there. I wasn't even sure that it was actually my brother. Somehow I got the sense that it may have been some sort of impersonator trying to make me think it was Matthew when it really wasn't. It was enough to scare me awake.
At one point she was laying flat on her back and looking straight up with it. I was shown her view of things, and everything was really blurry. She started turning the knob that was on the side of the thing to adjust the focus, and different layers of the trees, starting from the closest, came into focus and then went out of focus as she kept adjusting. It was almost like focusing on higher layers of the trees caused the lower layers to move out of the way to allow her to look higher and higher. It was just an optical illusion due to the focusing because I knew that the trees weren't physically moving out of the way. It was almost as if the lens itself was not actually changing it's focus, but extending up through the trees and pushing branches and leaves out of it's way as it went, constantly focusing on things that were about a foot or so in front of it.
When she reached the maximum upward focus of the lens and all she could see was sky and clouds, she started bringing the focus back down. The branches of the trees that moved out of the way previously were coming back, going into focus, and then moving higher and moving out of focus again, as if the lens were retracting back down through the tree branches.
Then at one point there was a dark blur that started to show up. As the view moved farther away, bit became clearer, and it was my brother Matthew's face looking straight down into the lens. His face was expressionless and partially obscured by the leaves of the trees, but for some reason it scared me because I knew it wasn't supposed to be there. I wasn't even sure that it was actually my brother. Somehow I got the sense that it may have been some sort of impersonator trying to make me think it was Matthew when it really wasn't. It was enough to scare me awake.
Monday, August 06, 2007
The Night the World Flipped
I was at grandmamma's house during the time that I was living there with Mom, Eric, Matthew (brothers) and Aunt Irene. I started out in my old room downstairs. I don't really remember much about what was going on or what I was doing, but I just remember being there. I think I felt nervous about something, but I didn't even know what it was that I was nervous about. I spoke briefly at one point with Aunt Irene and Mom, and I made my way out into the dining room and I eventually wound up outside.
When I got outside, it was just soon after dark. I walked around to the front of the house and went around to the corner where the driveway was. I looked up into the night sky and looked at all the stars. There were so many stars out that it was difficult to make out any of the constellations, and if I did manage to make one out, it seemed to fade in and out pretty rapidly.
I suddenly got this feeling that something was going to happen. There was also something in the feeling that whatever this thing was, I had to option to allow it or disallow it. I didn't know what it was that was going to happen, but I knew it was going to be a world changing event of some sort. I think my decision also had to do with perspective in that I could allow this thing to happen, but if I wanted it to, it would only happen to me. I was nervous because I didn't know what this thing was or what it was going to do, but I just knew I had to decide. Somehow I felt something almost like a clock ticking down. My decision had to be made because if I didn't make it, it was going to be made for me. I could feel that whatever this thing was, it was going to happen very soon.
Suddenly it was upon me, and with only a second to spare before it happened, I decided to allow it to happen to everyone. A moment later, there was a feeling of some sort of internal rush, and things seemed to vibrate a little bit. There may have even been some sort of quiet but low and quick sound that accompanied this thing, and then everything was back to normal. I looked around, and everything looked just like it did before, but something felt different, and I couldn't put my finger on it.
Then people started showing up. I think Nick (former step-brother) showed up first. He asked me if I had "felt that", and I confirmed that I had. He was smiling and looking around. We wound up looking into the sky, and everything, I suddenly realized, looked different. There were still stars, but they had all moved and reconfigured themselves. Instead of the vagueness of the old constellations, there were new constellations that were clear as to what they were. There were actual outlines of objects and creatures, and the constellations seemed to be laid out on a grid that covered the sky. Nick and I pointed this out to each other, in absolute wonder of how the sky looked now. Then we started spotting the planets. We could see Jupiter and Saturn and Mars and Neptune, all looking a little bigger than the full moon, which was also out.
After this, Aunt Irene, Mom, Eric and Matthew all came outside. I looked at the sky with them and we were all in wonder. Aunt Irene and I wound up walking across the street to the parking area in front of the barn. There was a vehicle parked there, and while I think I knew who's it was in the dream, I forget now. We were talking about what had just happened, and though it didn't seem to be specified in our talking, there seemed to be a consensus that whatever action had taken place caused "evil to be eradicated from the world". There was a huge sense of relief from everyone.
I went back across the road and walked around the side of the house that had the screened porch and went into the yard behind the kitchen. There was a group of people there, and I recognized some of them as friends from school. Andy was there, and possibly Stephen were there. They each had some of their own friends there that I didn't know. Though Nick wasn't in the group, most of the people seemed to be his friends. There were about eight to ten people in all. They were all huddled together and acting scared because they didn't understand what had just happened. I talked to a few of them briefly, and though I'm not sure I actually told them exactly what happened, just the act of my speaking with them seemed to be enough to make them understand that they were now safe.
I continued in the same direction I had been going around the house, going in between the house and the storage building and then coming to the back porch that led into the kitchen. I went inside and noticed that the kitchen light was off, but the dining room light was on to my right. I went into the dining room, and some people were in there. I think mom had come inside, along with Nick, and one or two of his friends. Things were relatively quiet and no one was saying much, but it seemed like everyone was just wanting to take in the feeling of the new sense of freedom and ease we were experiencing.
Then it was some time later, and I was walking along one of these stone-paved roads that were an offshoot of 256 running between Weyers Cave and Grottoes, VA in the area of Mountain River Gardens. It was starting to get light out and it was a bit foggy. Even thought the land was fairly flat, it felt like I could look at 256 from way up almost as if I was looking from a cliff. I think I realized I was walking by myself and needed a way to get home, and I considered calling someone in my family to come pick me up, but I don't think I had my cell phone with me. I think someone showed up anyway. The dream ended there.
Then there was another dream that I had, but it was short enough that it doesn't warrant it's own entry. It's also interesting because there is a tie in with this dream.
I was in this downtown area of a place that reminded me of Morgantown, WV. I was there with a group of friends and family, and we had driven in and found a place to park. I went into a store that reminded me of Pinnochio's and started looking around. There were lots of nik-nak items and stationary items there, and I thought it looked very interesting.
I wound up leaving the store and going somewhere else, but I'm not sure where. While I was at this other place, I ran into Scott (childhood friend) and we started talking. We left that place and walked back in the direction of the other store. While we were walking there, we were talking about times that we had hung out as kids. I brought up a time that he had showed me his bow and arrows from an archery class he had been taking. I think he was having trouble remembering it, but at that point we got back to the first store I had been in.
The entry was on the corner of the building, set diagonally and facing the corner of the street. We went in, and I was disappointed to see that the store had changed it's contents. Instead of nik-naks and stationary, it was now just an overpriced clothing store like you see in the mall. I looked around briefly and made comment of this to Scott, and then we turned to leave. In front of the window (to the left of the door) there was a table that had quills on it. They were actually more like fountain pens that had feathers coming out the back. I picked one up and tried writing with it, and I was surprised by it's smoothness. I didn't like it, thought, because it was a broad oblique nib.
After we left, I wound up at work. While I was sitting at the computer in my office, Kim (from the same elementary school class as Scott and I) came in and greeted me. After a moment, one of us brightened up and said, "Hey, did you feel that thing happen last night?" (referring to the event of the previous dream.) We both had and were happy with that. The dream ended there.
When I got outside, it was just soon after dark. I walked around to the front of the house and went around to the corner where the driveway was. I looked up into the night sky and looked at all the stars. There were so many stars out that it was difficult to make out any of the constellations, and if I did manage to make one out, it seemed to fade in and out pretty rapidly.
I suddenly got this feeling that something was going to happen. There was also something in the feeling that whatever this thing was, I had to option to allow it or disallow it. I didn't know what it was that was going to happen, but I knew it was going to be a world changing event of some sort. I think my decision also had to do with perspective in that I could allow this thing to happen, but if I wanted it to, it would only happen to me. I was nervous because I didn't know what this thing was or what it was going to do, but I just knew I had to decide. Somehow I felt something almost like a clock ticking down. My decision had to be made because if I didn't make it, it was going to be made for me. I could feel that whatever this thing was, it was going to happen very soon.
Suddenly it was upon me, and with only a second to spare before it happened, I decided to allow it to happen to everyone. A moment later, there was a feeling of some sort of internal rush, and things seemed to vibrate a little bit. There may have even been some sort of quiet but low and quick sound that accompanied this thing, and then everything was back to normal. I looked around, and everything looked just like it did before, but something felt different, and I couldn't put my finger on it.
Then people started showing up. I think Nick (former step-brother) showed up first. He asked me if I had "felt that", and I confirmed that I had. He was smiling and looking around. We wound up looking into the sky, and everything, I suddenly realized, looked different. There were still stars, but they had all moved and reconfigured themselves. Instead of the vagueness of the old constellations, there were new constellations that were clear as to what they were. There were actual outlines of objects and creatures, and the constellations seemed to be laid out on a grid that covered the sky. Nick and I pointed this out to each other, in absolute wonder of how the sky looked now. Then we started spotting the planets. We could see Jupiter and Saturn and Mars and Neptune, all looking a little bigger than the full moon, which was also out.
After this, Aunt Irene, Mom, Eric and Matthew all came outside. I looked at the sky with them and we were all in wonder. Aunt Irene and I wound up walking across the street to the parking area in front of the barn. There was a vehicle parked there, and while I think I knew who's it was in the dream, I forget now. We were talking about what had just happened, and though it didn't seem to be specified in our talking, there seemed to be a consensus that whatever action had taken place caused "evil to be eradicated from the world". There was a huge sense of relief from everyone.
I went back across the road and walked around the side of the house that had the screened porch and went into the yard behind the kitchen. There was a group of people there, and I recognized some of them as friends from school. Andy was there, and possibly Stephen were there. They each had some of their own friends there that I didn't know. Though Nick wasn't in the group, most of the people seemed to be his friends. There were about eight to ten people in all. They were all huddled together and acting scared because they didn't understand what had just happened. I talked to a few of them briefly, and though I'm not sure I actually told them exactly what happened, just the act of my speaking with them seemed to be enough to make them understand that they were now safe.
I continued in the same direction I had been going around the house, going in between the house and the storage building and then coming to the back porch that led into the kitchen. I went inside and noticed that the kitchen light was off, but the dining room light was on to my right. I went into the dining room, and some people were in there. I think mom had come inside, along with Nick, and one or two of his friends. Things were relatively quiet and no one was saying much, but it seemed like everyone was just wanting to take in the feeling of the new sense of freedom and ease we were experiencing.
Then it was some time later, and I was walking along one of these stone-paved roads that were an offshoot of 256 running between Weyers Cave and Grottoes, VA in the area of Mountain River Gardens. It was starting to get light out and it was a bit foggy. Even thought the land was fairly flat, it felt like I could look at 256 from way up almost as if I was looking from a cliff. I think I realized I was walking by myself and needed a way to get home, and I considered calling someone in my family to come pick me up, but I don't think I had my cell phone with me. I think someone showed up anyway. The dream ended there.
Then there was another dream that I had, but it was short enough that it doesn't warrant it's own entry. It's also interesting because there is a tie in with this dream.
I was in this downtown area of a place that reminded me of Morgantown, WV. I was there with a group of friends and family, and we had driven in and found a place to park. I went into a store that reminded me of Pinnochio's and started looking around. There were lots of nik-nak items and stationary items there, and I thought it looked very interesting.
I wound up leaving the store and going somewhere else, but I'm not sure where. While I was at this other place, I ran into Scott (childhood friend) and we started talking. We left that place and walked back in the direction of the other store. While we were walking there, we were talking about times that we had hung out as kids. I brought up a time that he had showed me his bow and arrows from an archery class he had been taking. I think he was having trouble remembering it, but at that point we got back to the first store I had been in.
The entry was on the corner of the building, set diagonally and facing the corner of the street. We went in, and I was disappointed to see that the store had changed it's contents. Instead of nik-naks and stationary, it was now just an overpriced clothing store like you see in the mall. I looked around briefly and made comment of this to Scott, and then we turned to leave. In front of the window (to the left of the door) there was a table that had quills on it. They were actually more like fountain pens that had feathers coming out the back. I picked one up and tried writing with it, and I was surprised by it's smoothness. I didn't like it, thought, because it was a broad oblique nib.
After we left, I wound up at work. While I was sitting at the computer in my office, Kim (from the same elementary school class as Scott and I) came in and greeted me. After a moment, one of us brightened up and said, "Hey, did you feel that thing happen last night?" (referring to the event of the previous dream.) We both had and were happy with that. The dream ended there.
Sunday, July 15, 2007
Work Warfare
I started out in a place that I think was supposed to be like being at work. It wasn't supposed to be where I actually currently work in waking life, but just "at work" in general. It was this outdoor area, almost like a great stone arena. It seemed to be a very old place because it seems that the stone all around was very worn and chipped and crumbling in places.
I don't remember exactly what was going on, but there were all these people that were down in the center area of this arena where this was this rolling dirt floor (in the same sense as "rolling hills") I think that it turned out that even though we all worked at this place, the management had split us up into two groups and we were supposed to be fighting with one another using various pieces of artillery. We had things like grenade launchers, rifles that shot huge rounds that were an inch and a half across and at least six inches long, and tanks and helicopters with various types of mounted weaponry.
The two sides fought a very intense battle, and even though I objected to the whole idea, I seemed to be about the best shot for our side. It seems that I had not only a large number of good shots that took out lots of people at once (10 to 15?) but I also seemed to be very adept at narrowly missing good shots fired from the other side. As we fought, it seemed that the area that we were in grew until we were fighting over an area of several acres of open but rolling land.
At the end of everything, there were only a handful of us that remained. I believe that we were supposed to go until everyone from one side or the other was dead. There was a small group of about five of us left. We were basically congratulated and sent on our way.
The next thing that I remember was that I was in this building that was supposed to be almost like a warehouse, but it was skinny (maybe only about 20 feet across and high) but a couple of hundred feet long. One end was completely open with no doors or anything, and the back end was completely dark. There was a tank back there, and just behind it was a mechanic's garage that was cordoned off by a chain link fence. The people that I had survived with were milling around and doing things, but I had the feeling that we were really just waiting for something else to happen.
At one point I got up onto the tank and was having a look around. Rich (the location administrator from work) was there and was telling me how to get into the thing and maneuver it around and how to use the gun. The door to it was on top at the right front corner. I let myself down into it, but I had some trouble because of my weight. I was supposed to sit or stand in the thing with my head and shoulders sticking out of the top. Rich was explaining to me how cramped it is with skinny people, but when one was overweight, it really made it difficult to fit everyone in. I believe he was telling me that a total of three people fit in there at a time, and either the other two people were there to support me (the driver) or I was there to support them. Perhaps it was a bit of both.
Soon after this, I got back out. There was a woman who showed up and was telling us about someone that was coming. She didn't seem perturbed at all, but it was just more of an informational thing, and she had a bit of an attitude of the whole idea of them coming towards us being laughable because we'd blow them out of the water. I think the woman was Priscilla. (from the warehouse at work in waking life)
I went with the others to go look at the people that were coming towards us. I'm not sure what I was expecting to see, but what greeted my eyes was a group of about eight belligerent hippies or rednecks standing just outside. The area I was looking from was not the open door at the far end of the warehouse, but from a room/porch/deck area that was off to the right through another door. They were about 30 feet out just standing on the grass in what looked like a public park area. They were yelling at us about something. I don't remember what it was, but it seemed to be that they were just complaining because they could. I wound up using one of the large artillery rifles and shooting a few rounds at them over the banister from where we were looking at them. Not only did I seem to be missing quite a bit, but the shells seemed to be acting more like grenades rather than shells and not exploding until after they'd bounce around and landed for a few seconds, giving the people enough time to move away from them.
When I fired the second time, the shells went and bounced around at their feet, and of them got the idea to pick the thing up and smoke it like a cigarette or joint. Doing that seemed to defuse the thing, and I became worried that they'd all figure out that's how the shells were defused and we'd not be able to kill them. After a short amount of time I fired a couple more shots, and I actually got a few of the people with some well timed explosions.
After clearing out those people, the people in our crew decided that it was time to head out. Some of them, like Priscilla, got into a helicopter, and I got into the tank while some, such as Rich, walked. It was getting darker and was going to be night time soon, and we started heading down the side of the mountain (I guess we were way up on a mountain, but I never recognized it before now) towards our next destination.
I don't remember exactly what was going on, but there were all these people that were down in the center area of this arena where this was this rolling dirt floor (in the same sense as "rolling hills") I think that it turned out that even though we all worked at this place, the management had split us up into two groups and we were supposed to be fighting with one another using various pieces of artillery. We had things like grenade launchers, rifles that shot huge rounds that were an inch and a half across and at least six inches long, and tanks and helicopters with various types of mounted weaponry.
The two sides fought a very intense battle, and even though I objected to the whole idea, I seemed to be about the best shot for our side. It seems that I had not only a large number of good shots that took out lots of people at once (10 to 15?) but I also seemed to be very adept at narrowly missing good shots fired from the other side. As we fought, it seemed that the area that we were in grew until we were fighting over an area of several acres of open but rolling land.
At the end of everything, there were only a handful of us that remained. I believe that we were supposed to go until everyone from one side or the other was dead. There was a small group of about five of us left. We were basically congratulated and sent on our way.
The next thing that I remember was that I was in this building that was supposed to be almost like a warehouse, but it was skinny (maybe only about 20 feet across and high) but a couple of hundred feet long. One end was completely open with no doors or anything, and the back end was completely dark. There was a tank back there, and just behind it was a mechanic's garage that was cordoned off by a chain link fence. The people that I had survived with were milling around and doing things, but I had the feeling that we were really just waiting for something else to happen.
At one point I got up onto the tank and was having a look around. Rich (the location administrator from work) was there and was telling me how to get into the thing and maneuver it around and how to use the gun. The door to it was on top at the right front corner. I let myself down into it, but I had some trouble because of my weight. I was supposed to sit or stand in the thing with my head and shoulders sticking out of the top. Rich was explaining to me how cramped it is with skinny people, but when one was overweight, it really made it difficult to fit everyone in. I believe he was telling me that a total of three people fit in there at a time, and either the other two people were there to support me (the driver) or I was there to support them. Perhaps it was a bit of both.
Soon after this, I got back out. There was a woman who showed up and was telling us about someone that was coming. She didn't seem perturbed at all, but it was just more of an informational thing, and she had a bit of an attitude of the whole idea of them coming towards us being laughable because we'd blow them out of the water. I think the woman was Priscilla. (from the warehouse at work in waking life)
I went with the others to go look at the people that were coming towards us. I'm not sure what I was expecting to see, but what greeted my eyes was a group of about eight belligerent hippies or rednecks standing just outside. The area I was looking from was not the open door at the far end of the warehouse, but from a room/porch/deck area that was off to the right through another door. They were about 30 feet out just standing on the grass in what looked like a public park area. They were yelling at us about something. I don't remember what it was, but it seemed to be that they were just complaining because they could. I wound up using one of the large artillery rifles and shooting a few rounds at them over the banister from where we were looking at them. Not only did I seem to be missing quite a bit, but the shells seemed to be acting more like grenades rather than shells and not exploding until after they'd bounce around and landed for a few seconds, giving the people enough time to move away from them.
When I fired the second time, the shells went and bounced around at their feet, and of them got the idea to pick the thing up and smoke it like a cigarette or joint. Doing that seemed to defuse the thing, and I became worried that they'd all figure out that's how the shells were defused and we'd not be able to kill them. After a short amount of time I fired a couple more shots, and I actually got a few of the people with some well timed explosions.
After clearing out those people, the people in our crew decided that it was time to head out. Some of them, like Priscilla, got into a helicopter, and I got into the tank while some, such as Rich, walked. It was getting darker and was going to be night time soon, and we started heading down the side of the mountain (I guess we were way up on a mountain, but I never recognized it before now) towards our next destination.
Monday, July 02, 2007
Big House and Helicopter Landing Pads
Early on I went to a large house to look for Nick (former step-brother). The house reminded me a bit of Aunt Irene's house on Clark Street when I first went in. As I went in, I was greeted by Toni, my supervisor from work. She was busy cooking something in the kitchen, and after asking me in, she went back to the kitchen to continue working on the cooking. I followed her back there, and she was telling me that Nick was upstairs. I think she mentioned that he was either on the phone or "getting ready" or something like that, and if I listened closely, I could hear him upstairs talking. While I was standing around in the kitchen, I noticed that Toni's son, Kurt (whom I've never met in waking life) was there. He and Toni were talking a bit about something, but I don't remember what.
After a little bit I turned and went back through the house. The dining room seemed to be bigger than it was the first time I walked through it, and as I got back to the front foyer area and looked upstairs, I realized how huge the house actually was. It was like a warehouse or a museum. In fact, there was another dream that I had had where this building was in it. (the one about being up on the second floor, and it was open to the first floor in the same way that malls have second floors that are just walkways around the edge of the structure) As I looked upstairs, and off to the left where the rest of the house branched out, I saw that the rooms were huge. I think that the room off to the left, even though it was a single story room, was taller than the rest of the house, and it seems to have had some museum displays in it, like a big T-Rex skeleton and stuff like that.
I wound up going upstairs to look for Nick because he wasn't coming downstairs quickly enough. I went down the long hallway to his room at the end. He had a bunk bed on the left hand wall that was between two built-in dressers or shelves (so it was almost like the bunk bed was built into the wall) and he had bathroom fixtures, like a sink and a toilet, on the right hand side. He was on the phone, and I tried to let him know I was there. He acknowledged me, but he kept talking on the phone.
I wound up turning around and leaving. I went outside and it was night time out. Right in front of the house was a helicopter, so I got in. I'm not sure if I was piloting or just riding, but I wound up at this large facility that had these large helicopter pads that were suspended up in the air on top of these long metal posts. Some of the pads were only about 50 feet up in the air while others were hundreds of feet up. There were probably about ten of them total, and they were staggered around so that none were directly over top of another, but they were all connected by catwalks and walkways.
I remember something about getting out of the helicopter and walking down along the walkways towards the big building that they were attached to. The building was out on the coast of some large body of water (other dreams took place here. One about looking underwater for something and blowing the place up, I think, and another where it was very cold and I was in a speed boat that was being jumped off of icebergs or something in the water) and it was night time and very chilly and misty out.
I don't remember what happened inside the building or when I came back out. I know I came back out along the walkways again and went to go back to the helicopter I came in on and then I woke up.
After a little bit I turned and went back through the house. The dining room seemed to be bigger than it was the first time I walked through it, and as I got back to the front foyer area and looked upstairs, I realized how huge the house actually was. It was like a warehouse or a museum. In fact, there was another dream that I had had where this building was in it. (the one about being up on the second floor, and it was open to the first floor in the same way that malls have second floors that are just walkways around the edge of the structure) As I looked upstairs, and off to the left where the rest of the house branched out, I saw that the rooms were huge. I think that the room off to the left, even though it was a single story room, was taller than the rest of the house, and it seems to have had some museum displays in it, like a big T-Rex skeleton and stuff like that.
I wound up going upstairs to look for Nick because he wasn't coming downstairs quickly enough. I went down the long hallway to his room at the end. He had a bunk bed on the left hand wall that was between two built-in dressers or shelves (so it was almost like the bunk bed was built into the wall) and he had bathroom fixtures, like a sink and a toilet, on the right hand side. He was on the phone, and I tried to let him know I was there. He acknowledged me, but he kept talking on the phone.
I wound up turning around and leaving. I went outside and it was night time out. Right in front of the house was a helicopter, so I got in. I'm not sure if I was piloting or just riding, but I wound up at this large facility that had these large helicopter pads that were suspended up in the air on top of these long metal posts. Some of the pads were only about 50 feet up in the air while others were hundreds of feet up. There were probably about ten of them total, and they were staggered around so that none were directly over top of another, but they were all connected by catwalks and walkways.
I remember something about getting out of the helicopter and walking down along the walkways towards the big building that they were attached to. The building was out on the coast of some large body of water (other dreams took place here. One about looking underwater for something and blowing the place up, I think, and another where it was very cold and I was in a speed boat that was being jumped off of icebergs or something in the water) and it was night time and very chilly and misty out.
I don't remember what happened inside the building or when I came back out. I know I came back out along the walkways again and went to go back to the helicopter I came in on and then I woke up.
Sunday, July 01, 2007
The Long Trip
Towards the beginning of the dream I was at work. I found out that I was supposed to be going on some sort of trip, but I'm not sure if it was work mandated or a personal trip. I'm not even sure if I had a definite place I was supposed to be going.
I got onto a computer at work and started mapping out my trip on Google Maps. I was looking at a map of the U.S. and I started the trip from Fort Worth, TX. I then mapped a course out towards New Mexico, then up through Colorado along the front ridge of the Rockies and into Wyoming, then east towards Minnesota and Illinois, and then south again to Texas and back into the DFW area from the east.
After mapping out the trip, it seems that actually made the trip, but I don't remember what happened on it. I think I was following my progress quite a bit on Google Maps, and it kept coming up and showing me where I was turning and whatnot. Unfortunately I don't remember anything else about this one.
I got onto a computer at work and started mapping out my trip on Google Maps. I was looking at a map of the U.S. and I started the trip from Fort Worth, TX. I then mapped a course out towards New Mexico, then up through Colorado along the front ridge of the Rockies and into Wyoming, then east towards Minnesota and Illinois, and then south again to Texas and back into the DFW area from the east.
After mapping out the trip, it seems that actually made the trip, but I don't remember what happened on it. I think I was following my progress quite a bit on Google Maps, and it kept coming up and showing me where I was turning and whatnot. Unfortunately I don't remember anything else about this one.
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Tables Under The Bed
I was at Mike's (former step-father) house with my wife, Em, and I decided to go to Pleasant Valley Church to look for my old friend Andy. I was walking along in front of the church where the sign is, but I didn't see him anywhere, so I went back to Mike's house.
I had been in the process of setting up the downstairs bedroom for me to stay in. I had setup my computer and a stereo of some sort, and I was getting a desk and dresser in place. Then I turned towards the bunk bed on the opposite wall of the room from the window. There were a number of the plastic magazine totes (like what you see for storing magazines on shelves at the library) under the bed and facing out towards the middle of the room.
After clearing out the magazines, I looked behind where they had been. There was a short window (like a basement window) on the left hand side that was letting in light that looked like it was from an early evening sunset. Back against the far wall were two stacks of foldable tables kind of like they use for cafeterias. Even though the bed was normal length, the tables were about six feet long each, and the two stacks were positioned end to end, creating a twelve foot long space under the bed.
The tables were dusty and dirty and smelled a bit. I didn't want to mess with them because I somehow knew that they either had bodies in between them or people had died on them or something. Em came in and pulled one out from under the bed and laid it on the bottom bunk. She then climbed up on it and laid down. She kind of sunk into the table a bit, almost as if it were a tempur-pedic mattress. I told her that I was afraid of the bodies and she needed to put it back. She tried to tell me at first that everything was fine, but I was certain that it wasn't.
She got off the mattress/table and put it back under the bed. We talked about it for a moment, and we decided that it was best to call the police and let them come deal with taking out all the tables because then they could deal with the bodies. It wasn't so much that I was afraid of getting in trouble, but more like I was afraid of having to touch or see the bodies and they might give me nightmares. Em agreed and the dream ended.
I had been in the process of setting up the downstairs bedroom for me to stay in. I had setup my computer and a stereo of some sort, and I was getting a desk and dresser in place. Then I turned towards the bunk bed on the opposite wall of the room from the window. There were a number of the plastic magazine totes (like what you see for storing magazines on shelves at the library) under the bed and facing out towards the middle of the room.
After clearing out the magazines, I looked behind where they had been. There was a short window (like a basement window) on the left hand side that was letting in light that looked like it was from an early evening sunset. Back against the far wall were two stacks of foldable tables kind of like they use for cafeterias. Even though the bed was normal length, the tables were about six feet long each, and the two stacks were positioned end to end, creating a twelve foot long space under the bed.
The tables were dusty and dirty and smelled a bit. I didn't want to mess with them because I somehow knew that they either had bodies in between them or people had died on them or something. Em came in and pulled one out from under the bed and laid it on the bottom bunk. She then climbed up on it and laid down. She kind of sunk into the table a bit, almost as if it were a tempur-pedic mattress. I told her that I was afraid of the bodies and she needed to put it back. She tried to tell me at first that everything was fine, but I was certain that it wasn't.
She got off the mattress/table and put it back under the bed. We talked about it for a moment, and we decided that it was best to call the police and let them come deal with taking out all the tables because then they could deal with the bodies. It wasn't so much that I was afraid of getting in trouble, but more like I was afraid of having to touch or see the bodies and they might give me nightmares. Em agreed and the dream ended.
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Moon Wall-Chart
I was on a bus out on a country road with Em. It was almost like there was no top on the bus, but no wind, too. We were looking at the moon because it was "almost full". It looked full, and even a little squished, but it wasn't actually full yet. As we traveled along and time passed, the way the sunlight hit the moon changed. It started getting redder, and the face of the Man in the Moon starting getting stranger. Eventually most of the moon had faded out except parts of the face which wound up looking like a skull.
After a bit I was in front of this wall with a big wooden door in it that seemed to be out in the middle of a field. Robin Williams was dressed up like a priest and talking to his son about monitoring the moon as their family/tribe has done for hundreds of years. On the wall there were paintings of reeds and marshes and cat tails. Some had a red glow, and others had a white glow, but all were painted against a dark blue sky with stars in it. Some of those glows reached up to the top of the wall.
Robin pointed to a chair that was about 50 feet away in front of the door. There was mannequin/dummy in it that was all leaned back and had a cello resting against it and dressed kind of like a peasant or something out of the middle ages. That was the watch station for the moon.
Some time passed very quickly, and Robin was no longer anywhere to be found. The boy went over to the chair and the dummy had been removed. He sat down in it and started situating himself properly and getting the cello leaned up against him. He was going to watch for the red skull moon to rise exactly over one of the red glows on the wall painting. Just as I was turning to look for myself, my alarm went off and woke me up.
After a bit I was in front of this wall with a big wooden door in it that seemed to be out in the middle of a field. Robin Williams was dressed up like a priest and talking to his son about monitoring the moon as their family/tribe has done for hundreds of years. On the wall there were paintings of reeds and marshes and cat tails. Some had a red glow, and others had a white glow, but all were painted against a dark blue sky with stars in it. Some of those glows reached up to the top of the wall.
Robin pointed to a chair that was about 50 feet away in front of the door. There was mannequin/dummy in it that was all leaned back and had a cello resting against it and dressed kind of like a peasant or something out of the middle ages. That was the watch station for the moon.
Some time passed very quickly, and Robin was no longer anywhere to be found. The boy went over to the chair and the dummy had been removed. He sat down in it and started situating himself properly and getting the cello leaned up against him. He was going to watch for the red skull moon to rise exactly over one of the red glows on the wall painting. Just as I was turning to look for myself, my alarm went off and woke me up.
Sunday, June 24, 2007
Talking Baby
Either Em had had a baby, or we picked one up somewhere, but at some point I was in the car with mom, Aunt Irene, and someone else, and mom was holding the baby girl. The baby was crying and mom couldn't get her to stop. She wasn't too concerned about it because we were almost home and she figured the baby was just tired or hungry or had a dirty diaper, and it could be taken care of in a little bit.
I realized the that the cries that the baby let out were actually words or partial sentences. I was amazed considering that she was only a few months old. No one else seemed to be able to hear the words, so I started talking to the baby. She realized I could understand her, so she wound up wanting me to hold her. I was in the back seat, so mom handed her over the seat to me. She was aging very quickly and she suddenly seemed to be almost a year old or older. She had blond curly hair and blue eyes. We talked for a little bit, but I forget about what. I think she was just as surprised that I understood her and listened to her as much as I was that she talked in the first place.
I realized the that the cries that the baby let out were actually words or partial sentences. I was amazed considering that she was only a few months old. No one else seemed to be able to hear the words, so I started talking to the baby. She realized I could understand her, so she wound up wanting me to hold her. I was in the back seat, so mom handed her over the seat to me. She was aging very quickly and she suddenly seemed to be almost a year old or older. She had blond curly hair and blue eyes. We talked for a little bit, but I forget about what. I think she was just as surprised that I understood her and listened to her as much as I was that she talked in the first place.
Friday, June 22, 2007
Mad in the Hotel
I was in a hotel with a group from school. This is the same hotel/school building I see in a lot of dreams. Anyway, the room that I was in was on the second or third floor, and way down the hallway. The hallway on that floor actually made a complete square and looped back on itself. On the back side of this square somewhere was where our room was. It was actually more of a suite. It had it's own mini hallway that went straight out the main hallway about four feet, then went left about ten feet, and then the door was on the right. Just inside was the common room where the kitchen, dining, and living area were. The kitchen was behind this wall that didn't quite reach the ceiling, and had a door and a window cut into it that faced into the dining/living area. The common room was very large, almost as if it was the size of my entire house. The TV and couches were on the right hand side, and I think there was a second kitchen over there as well. The bedrooms entered from the right and the left.
At one point I got mad at one of the guys I was rooming with (I don't remember why) and went to the front desk to request a new room for myself. The guy from the front desk took me back to the room and tried to tell me that I had to climb through the ceiling in the living room to get there. He started climbing on pipes and such that were on the wall and got up to the ceiling that was about twelve feet up. He was hanging from the ceiling and pushed up a trap door and climbed up in, saying that was my new room. I refused to follow him and left angry. I started walking home, which was grandmamma's house, by walking down 256 in Weyers Cave.
On my way home I ran into Harry Potter and Ron Weasly. They were trying to tell me to go back, and I got mad at them and hurried home. When I got home, it looked like my current house on the inside. I went into the guest bathroom and then came out again, and just as I came out I saw that they were here, and I apologized to Ron. He was happy again and walked in towards the kitchen. Harry hung around for a moment while the guy from the front desk showed up. He came to me acting like he was going to apologize to me for making me mad at the hotel, but rather than doing that, he asked me to apologize to him. I refused to apologize to him because he didn't understand why he made me mad, and I pushed past him. Then my alarm went off and woke me up.
At one point I got mad at one of the guys I was rooming with (I don't remember why) and went to the front desk to request a new room for myself. The guy from the front desk took me back to the room and tried to tell me that I had to climb through the ceiling in the living room to get there. He started climbing on pipes and such that were on the wall and got up to the ceiling that was about twelve feet up. He was hanging from the ceiling and pushed up a trap door and climbed up in, saying that was my new room. I refused to follow him and left angry. I started walking home, which was grandmamma's house, by walking down 256 in Weyers Cave.
On my way home I ran into Harry Potter and Ron Weasly. They were trying to tell me to go back, and I got mad at them and hurried home. When I got home, it looked like my current house on the inside. I went into the guest bathroom and then came out again, and just as I came out I saw that they were here, and I apologized to Ron. He was happy again and walked in towards the kitchen. Harry hung around for a moment while the guy from the front desk showed up. He came to me acting like he was going to apologize to me for making me mad at the hotel, but rather than doing that, he asked me to apologize to him. I refused to apologize to him because he didn't understand why he made me mad, and I pushed past him. Then my alarm went off and woke me up.
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
Slingshot Around Jupiter
I was in a house with a group of people. We were supposed to be using that house to make some sort of trip into space, and at one point it even turned into a space ship. I had been lying on the floor trying to sleep through the trip because I knew that the forces of take-off, landing, and the general weightlessness would make me feel all woozy and frightened, but for some reason I kept waking up. I remember the feeling of the floor shifting around under me, and I kept trying to hold on to it even though there was nothing to hold on to.
At some point during the trip, I found out that in order to make it back to the earth's surface, we would have to go out and slingshot around Jupiter. It was very odd because we were just in Earth's orbit. The trip out there was full of visions of dusty nebulae and swirling stars. We sped around Jupiter and came flying back. I saw many of the same things on the way back. I think I even remember returning to Earth and going to either our house or our old apartment.
At some point during the trip, I found out that in order to make it back to the earth's surface, we would have to go out and slingshot around Jupiter. It was very odd because we were just in Earth's orbit. The trip out there was full of visions of dusty nebulae and swirling stars. We sped around Jupiter and came flying back. I saw many of the same things on the way back. I think I even remember returning to Earth and going to either our house or our old apartment.
Monday, January 08, 2007
Em Anselmo
I was at my in-law's house looking at old pictures of my wife, Emily, from when she was fourteen years old. Em had told me previously (in waking life) that her parents didn't have many pictures of her from that age because she had her head shaved. (it was long on top , but shaved underneath) In the dream, though, when I was looking at the pictures, she really had a shaved head, as in nearly bald. In the pictures, she was posing and showing off all of her tattoos and flexing. In fact, she was very buff, almost as if she were a male in his mid-2os. There were tattoos of skulls and pentagrams and fire. The more I looked at them, the more she looked like Phil Anselmo from Pantera. I think that as I looked at them, I almost started seeing some of the scenes play out, and Em was very angry in them. I also vaguely remember wondering what had happened with all of her tattoos since she doesn't have any now.
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