I was in a class of some sort where I was supposed to be graded on my crocheting skills. We basically had one class period to make a specific project that incorporated certain things, such as edging, and a written description of what we were doing and why.
I started making a scarf "like I had made for Em" at home. (I guess that came from how she kept thinking that I was making her a scarf for her birthday) It was in the same colors as her purse that I made for her in real life, and I was doing really well on it, but I believe I kept procrastinating on it or something, because even though I was moving along really fast, when I got to a certain point, I hardly seemed to be getting any work done on it. The other people in the class were the people that are currently at my work at Mercedes Benz (Pete, Don, Russel, Jay, etc...) They were all doing fairly small projects, like socks or dishcloths. Mine was the only one that was big. It was about four feet long and one foot wide. I hadn't gotten the edging done on it yet, but I was bored and looking around.
I was sitting behind a tree that happened to be growing in the middle of the classroom. The classroom was a bit like being in the Deku forest in Zelda Windwaker. It was inside of this big natural rock tower, and there were all sorts of plants and such growing all around, but it was still laid out like a classroom with tables and chairs and the teacher's desk and such. I'm not sure who the teacher was.
Anyway, after slowing down on my project for a while, I actually got up and left. I went to find Nick (former step-brother) in the "Science Room" in Fort Defiance High School. It was a room across from where Mr. Metalfe's (chemistry teacher) room was (on the top floor, last room on the right if you're walking from the library to the end of the school) Nick was in there working on some sort of science project that was like a little house or building made out of white painted metal (kind of in the same style as some old toys from the '50s) and it was supposed to wind up and do something, like light up and play music or something. We talked for a short bit, and then we both went back to my classroom where I kept working a little more on the scarf.
I was almost ready to turn it in, so I did the little bit of writing about it, and got ready to turn it in. I then realized that I hadn't finished off the current color, and that I still needed to do the edging. I started to do a little bit of the edging, and I realized that Nick was gone again. I went and spoke briefly with my teacher (or maybe I just went to see where he was in the process of grading and trying to figure out how long it would be until he got to mine) and then I left again to go find Nick. When I went back to the science room, Nick was not there, but there was some dark haired woman (kind of a nicer looking version of the fortune telling teacher in Harry Potter: Prisoner of Azkaban, which we just saw yesterday) working on his project for him. It was kind of like the teacher, but not really.
I watched her working on Nick's project for a bit, and I think I was talking to her about it. I think she was explaining to me how it worked or what it was supposed to do. I then realized I needed to get back to my classroom and finish my project because the day was about to end. I think she went with me, and when we got there, there was hardly anyone in the room (whoever it was happened to be somewhere around the perimeter of the room, but not in the middle of the room around any of the tables or desk) and I saw my [kind of unfinished] project with the hook still in it, along with my writing about it sitting on the teachers desk. He had gotten it from my desk/table and graded it already, but he wasn't around to tell me what my grade was. As I wondered where he had gone to (it seemed he was still around, but just not right there at the moment) the dream ended.
Saturday, June 05, 2004
Moving to Tennessee
Em (wife) and I start out in Virginia/Maryland from seeing our parents. It seems that we may even live there again, and we decide that we want to move to Tennessee. We are just in our car, and we're driving along one of the interstate highways, and I realize that my ears are popping like crazy because we're going up a mountain. It didn't look like we were, though, and so that's why I didn't realize it until my ears started popping.
Finally we come to the ridge of the mountain, and we have to go down the other side. There's a visitor's center at the top, (kind of like the Afton Mountain area, even though that's in the wrong direction for us to be going in real life) and I believe we stopped off there for a short bit to prepare for the rest of the drive. We talked shortly to some guy there, and he was asking us where we were going. We told him we were moving to Tennessee, and pointed and basically said, "In that direction."
Something started to look strange about going down the other side of the mountain, and I think the guy mentioned it, but we got into the car and went anyway. As we got to the road, we looked, and the road essentially went straight down, but kind of like a spiral staircase. We started down the steep road, going to the right, and then only about 20 feet later, it wound around to the right and made a 180 degree turn, all the while going down.
Em was very scared, and I wasn't too happy about this either. Even though there were guardrails all around us, the we didn't feel safe. We had a lot of trouble seeing the road either because it was too steep (so it disappeared down in front of my hood) or it would get really foggy in places and we couldn't see two feet in front of us.
We crept down very slowly, but we finally made it. When we got down to the bottom, we pulled off and parked, got out, and looked back up, and it only went straight up about 100 feet or so, but we were definitely at the bottom. We were glad to be done with that, and we were able to look into the direction of our destination, and see for miles and miles and miles. It seemed to stretch on forever. We got back into the car and continued our drive.
Finally we come to the ridge of the mountain, and we have to go down the other side. There's a visitor's center at the top, (kind of like the Afton Mountain area, even though that's in the wrong direction for us to be going in real life) and I believe we stopped off there for a short bit to prepare for the rest of the drive. We talked shortly to some guy there, and he was asking us where we were going. We told him we were moving to Tennessee, and pointed and basically said, "In that direction."
Something started to look strange about going down the other side of the mountain, and I think the guy mentioned it, but we got into the car and went anyway. As we got to the road, we looked, and the road essentially went straight down, but kind of like a spiral staircase. We started down the steep road, going to the right, and then only about 20 feet later, it wound around to the right and made a 180 degree turn, all the while going down.
Em was very scared, and I wasn't too happy about this either. Even though there were guardrails all around us, the we didn't feel safe. We had a lot of trouble seeing the road either because it was too steep (so it disappeared down in front of my hood) or it would get really foggy in places and we couldn't see two feet in front of us.
We crept down very slowly, but we finally made it. When we got down to the bottom, we pulled off and parked, got out, and looked back up, and it only went straight up about 100 feet or so, but we were definitely at the bottom. We were glad to be done with that, and we were able to look into the direction of our destination, and see for miles and miles and miles. It seemed to stretch on forever. We got back into the car and continued our drive.
Friday, June 04, 2004
Clothes in the Toilet, Ship Hotel Tour, and an Alien Exorcism
Em (wife) and I are in Maryland visiting her parents. Soon after we get there, we have our stuff in the closet in what was our room before we moved. We came back from being out for a bit, and her mom had gone through our stuff in the closet and straightened it all out. I was a bit upset that her mom and been poking around through there, and I went to go tell Em about it.
When I got downstairs, there were some of their cousins over to visit, and I couldn't find Em. I had to go to the bathroom, so I went into the one by the kitchen. (which wound up being about as big as the kitchen itself) The toilet was in the middle of the room, and Marilyn (mother-in-law) had taken some of our clothes (a fleece jacket, a couple of shirts and jeans, and a pair of my flannel pants) and laid them across the open toilet. They had started to sag down and get wet in the toilet bowl. I was a bit upset, but it wasn't as bad as it could have been. When I lifted up the clothes, I saw that there was poop floating around in the toilet, and I was so disgusted that I took the clothes, and I pushed them down into the bowl harder to make the poop get smeared on the back side of them. Then I left again to go let Em know that her mom had put all that stuff there, but I was also going to tell her that her mom had gotten the poop all over the clothes, too, making it worse than it actually was.
We wound up leaving, and as we were driving, we came through the Afton Mountain area in Virginia. We were right at the I-64/Rte 250 crossover where the hotels and resorts are. One of them was a big mall/hotel that looked like the smokestacks of a huge ship. Em and I decide to go in and do the tour of the place.
We are with a group, and they have flashlights for each of us. The whole place was made up like a ship, but rather than having all the intricate parts hidden, everything was made of glass so that you could see inside of it and see all the inner workings that were made of metal and wood. I think we wandered off a bit from the tour group and did some exploring on our own.
Finally, we wind up in this classroom that is underground. It was a bit like being in a sewer area, and we were all up on the "ledge", and it was lit with some strange green and blue light at various accent points. One of the guys there had been abducted by aliens, and I think he was telling us about it.
Then the teacher started going around, and was doing a faith healing thing, but it was supposed to be like an exorcism where she got any of the foreign alien "stuff" out of the people in the room, whether or not they said they had been abducted. We're all sitting on the floor, but Em was laying on the floor to my left. She wasn't laying straight, but kind of all curved around in front of me, too, with her hands up over her head and her legs bent away from me. The teacher comes up to her and does the exorcism thing on her, and just as she finishes, she tells Emily that we must not touch each other yet.
While she's working with Em, she tells the other girls in the room to get ready, although she didn't specify for what. As soon as she's done with Em, the teacher gives the okay to the other girls, and they lean in close to me and put one or both hands on me. They evidently are doing the exorcism on me because I had been abducted by aliens, too.
I feel my eyes close, and I start to get that fast moving sensation that I get in dreams sometimes. This time, though, it was a spinning sensation. I started spinning faster and faster (inside myself, like my soul spinning inside my body) and I feel myself knowing that I need to stay there, but I wind up waking up. Even though I just woke up, I can feel the disappointment of the group because I didn't stay for the finish of the exorcism, and so it didn't wind up working for me.
When I got downstairs, there were some of their cousins over to visit, and I couldn't find Em. I had to go to the bathroom, so I went into the one by the kitchen. (which wound up being about as big as the kitchen itself) The toilet was in the middle of the room, and Marilyn (mother-in-law) had taken some of our clothes (a fleece jacket, a couple of shirts and jeans, and a pair of my flannel pants) and laid them across the open toilet. They had started to sag down and get wet in the toilet bowl. I was a bit upset, but it wasn't as bad as it could have been. When I lifted up the clothes, I saw that there was poop floating around in the toilet, and I was so disgusted that I took the clothes, and I pushed them down into the bowl harder to make the poop get smeared on the back side of them. Then I left again to go let Em know that her mom had put all that stuff there, but I was also going to tell her that her mom had gotten the poop all over the clothes, too, making it worse than it actually was.
We wound up leaving, and as we were driving, we came through the Afton Mountain area in Virginia. We were right at the I-64/Rte 250 crossover where the hotels and resorts are. One of them was a big mall/hotel that looked like the smokestacks of a huge ship. Em and I decide to go in and do the tour of the place.
We are with a group, and they have flashlights for each of us. The whole place was made up like a ship, but rather than having all the intricate parts hidden, everything was made of glass so that you could see inside of it and see all the inner workings that were made of metal and wood. I think we wandered off a bit from the tour group and did some exploring on our own.
Finally, we wind up in this classroom that is underground. It was a bit like being in a sewer area, and we were all up on the "ledge", and it was lit with some strange green and blue light at various accent points. One of the guys there had been abducted by aliens, and I think he was telling us about it.
Then the teacher started going around, and was doing a faith healing thing, but it was supposed to be like an exorcism where she got any of the foreign alien "stuff" out of the people in the room, whether or not they said they had been abducted. We're all sitting on the floor, but Em was laying on the floor to my left. She wasn't laying straight, but kind of all curved around in front of me, too, with her hands up over her head and her legs bent away from me. The teacher comes up to her and does the exorcism thing on her, and just as she finishes, she tells Emily that we must not touch each other yet.
While she's working with Em, she tells the other girls in the room to get ready, although she didn't specify for what. As soon as she's done with Em, the teacher gives the okay to the other girls, and they lean in close to me and put one or both hands on me. They evidently are doing the exorcism on me because I had been abducted by aliens, too.
I feel my eyes close, and I start to get that fast moving sensation that I get in dreams sometimes. This time, though, it was a spinning sensation. I started spinning faster and faster (inside myself, like my soul spinning inside my body) and I feel myself knowing that I need to stay there, but I wind up waking up. Even though I just woke up, I can feel the disappointment of the group because I didn't stay for the finish of the exorcism, and so it didn't wind up working for me.
Hiding In the Woods With a Diseased Body
My dream started out with me driving down 256 to Weyers Cave, and it was getting ready to storm out. There was a bit of lightning, and the clouds were fairly dark, but there was no rain yet. Just wind.
I wound up going back to Grandmamma's house, and I was heading down towards the dairy barn, and I met up with someone that reminded me a lot of Philip from Mercedes. It wasn't actually him, though, but just someone who was thin with lots of curly hair, and a little shorter and younger than me. It turned out that this guy had some sort of nerve disorder, like Parkinson's or Multiple Sclerosis or something. We are walking along, and we're out in some bright and sunny wooded area. While we're walking around, I somehow figure out that I have the same disease that he has, although I didn't feel any different, and neither one of us seem hindered in our movement at all.
We were walking down towards this gully/valley sort of area that was shaded pretty well for the few trees that it had in it. He was telling me where he hides when "they start coming after him". I don't know who "they" are, or why they would come after him, but I got the idea it was a cross between a group of bullies and a group of some sort of agents. I don't think he actually showed me where he hid, but he told me, and I knew how to get there from that.
I'm not sure what happened next, but suddenly he's nowhere to be found, and this group is now coming after me. I know that he is hiding in his secret spot, and I decide not to go there because then I'll draw them to him, and that would be bad. I think I just finally outran these guys long enough that they gave up for the time being. He came out, and I told him why I didn't go and hide there with him. He thanked me, and then he told me that he had a second place to hide, and that I could use that one. I said okay, and he told me it was through a cave in the shadows.
We go a short ways up this hill, and about halfway up, there is this big shady area with lots of growth, kind of like several bushes all together. He crawls through them, and I follow him, and he goes into this little tunnel/cave that's about two feet high. It's just big enough to crawl through on your stomach, and it's about ten or so feet long.
As he starts going in, I see him going through and knocking all these spider webs and spiders out of the way. I think he may have crushed a few, too, while he was going through, but on the other end of this cave was supposed to be a big open area kind of like a grotto of some sort, that was just as beautiful and peaceful as the area he was hiding in before, but the dream ended before I could make myself go through all those spiders and webs.
I wound up going back to Grandmamma's house, and I was heading down towards the dairy barn, and I met up with someone that reminded me a lot of Philip from Mercedes. It wasn't actually him, though, but just someone who was thin with lots of curly hair, and a little shorter and younger than me. It turned out that this guy had some sort of nerve disorder, like Parkinson's or Multiple Sclerosis or something. We are walking along, and we're out in some bright and sunny wooded area. While we're walking around, I somehow figure out that I have the same disease that he has, although I didn't feel any different, and neither one of us seem hindered in our movement at all.
We were walking down towards this gully/valley sort of area that was shaded pretty well for the few trees that it had in it. He was telling me where he hides when "they start coming after him". I don't know who "they" are, or why they would come after him, but I got the idea it was a cross between a group of bullies and a group of some sort of agents. I don't think he actually showed me where he hid, but he told me, and I knew how to get there from that.
I'm not sure what happened next, but suddenly he's nowhere to be found, and this group is now coming after me. I know that he is hiding in his secret spot, and I decide not to go there because then I'll draw them to him, and that would be bad. I think I just finally outran these guys long enough that they gave up for the time being. He came out, and I told him why I didn't go and hide there with him. He thanked me, and then he told me that he had a second place to hide, and that I could use that one. I said okay, and he told me it was through a cave in the shadows.
We go a short ways up this hill, and about halfway up, there is this big shady area with lots of growth, kind of like several bushes all together. He crawls through them, and I follow him, and he goes into this little tunnel/cave that's about two feet high. It's just big enough to crawl through on your stomach, and it's about ten or so feet long.
As he starts going in, I see him going through and knocking all these spider webs and spiders out of the way. I think he may have crushed a few, too, while he was going through, but on the other end of this cave was supposed to be a big open area kind of like a grotto of some sort, that was just as beautiful and peaceful as the area he was hiding in before, but the dream ended before I could make myself go through all those spiders and webs.
Tuesday, June 01, 2004
Bodies at the Old House, and Self-Sewing Spinning Pants
The dream started out somewhere out in the woods, or in a wooded area. There was some sort of body of water around, like a small pond or river, but it was more like a moat that ran around this little area. These woods weren't out in the open, but kind of like in a rock cavern. When things were first starting out, I was around towards the back of this area, off to the right. There was some sort of table or something nearby, and I saw this body laying on the floor. I was upset because I didn't want to see it, and no one had warned me it was there.
I came back around, and there was a woman there on my side of the moat. She seemed scruffy and kind of redneck like. Evidently she had killed this man. Somehow this was supposed to be like a movie, and the one that comes to mind is Texas Chainsaw Massacre, even though it was really nothing like it.
There was some back and forth stuff going on, and at some point, this other guy showed up. He was supposed to be with this girl, and somehow involved in the killing. It seems like I kept going back and forth, trying to talk to these two people, kind of like I wanted them to let me go, but also to turn themselves in, but nothing much seemed to work.
Finally a cop/sheriff showed up across the moat, and was trying to talk them over. They still wouldn't go, and for some reason, even though the water was only about 5-10 feet wide, the cop wouldn't come over and get them. There were several exchanges of words, but it was like the girl kept looking for a way to keep the cop over there, even though he was making no effort to come over to our side. At one point, there was something about the woman throwing something into the water, kind of like a fishing bob or something, but it was also supposed to be a part of her.
Unfortunately the dream kept going, but I cannot remember any more until much later, which is basically a new and different dream. There was something in between about getting out, going to mom's old house (grandmamma's house), but being in or around one of the barns. There was something strange and supernatural going on (kind of like the thread/pants spin thing a little later), and after that is when I actually went into the house and had the remainder of the dream.
I was at mom's old house (grandmamma's house), and there were a bunch of relatives there. I was in the living room, but something about it was changing. It was like it started out being more similar to the lower level of Borders bookstore in the Annapolis Mall, but it kind of morphed and solidified into the living room. I was on the right side of the living room (if entering from the dining room) just inside the french doors. The sofa was right there, and I was there with mom, Matthew (brother), and Aunt Irene. There were a bunch of other people at the house because of some big event going on (like Christmas or something).
At one point, I found something like a big knitting needle, about two feet long, and three spools of tan thread. I somehow attached them to the needle, but somehow they didn't unravel. Aunt Irene then told me about putting the needle tip on the floor, and if it starts spinning, then that was just like how they "knew for Sean." (my cousin) I'm not sure what they knew, but it was supposed to be a good thing. So I put the needle tip on the rug, and off it spun. It was actually going really fast, and somehow I knew that it didn't go that fast for Sean.
I turned away for a bit to show aunt Irene, and the next thing I know is that I have a new pair of khaki pants in hand. I showed them to her, thinking that it was pretty cool that had happened, but I noticed that the pants were short and not quite done. I put the needle and the pants back on the rug, but they didn't want to spin anymore, so they must have been done.
I then showed them to Em (wife), thinking that she could wear them for Matthew's graduation. She said that she couldn't because they were too long. I held them up to myself, and they were indeed too long. I told her we could hem them, but she declined. I was trying to figure out what to do with them and what it all meant when my alarm went off and woke me up.
I came back around, and there was a woman there on my side of the moat. She seemed scruffy and kind of redneck like. Evidently she had killed this man. Somehow this was supposed to be like a movie, and the one that comes to mind is Texas Chainsaw Massacre, even though it was really nothing like it.
There was some back and forth stuff going on, and at some point, this other guy showed up. He was supposed to be with this girl, and somehow involved in the killing. It seems like I kept going back and forth, trying to talk to these two people, kind of like I wanted them to let me go, but also to turn themselves in, but nothing much seemed to work.
Finally a cop/sheriff showed up across the moat, and was trying to talk them over. They still wouldn't go, and for some reason, even though the water was only about 5-10 feet wide, the cop wouldn't come over and get them. There were several exchanges of words, but it was like the girl kept looking for a way to keep the cop over there, even though he was making no effort to come over to our side. At one point, there was something about the woman throwing something into the water, kind of like a fishing bob or something, but it was also supposed to be a part of her.
Unfortunately the dream kept going, but I cannot remember any more until much later, which is basically a new and different dream. There was something in between about getting out, going to mom's old house (grandmamma's house), but being in or around one of the barns. There was something strange and supernatural going on (kind of like the thread/pants spin thing a little later), and after that is when I actually went into the house and had the remainder of the dream.
I was at mom's old house (grandmamma's house), and there were a bunch of relatives there. I was in the living room, but something about it was changing. It was like it started out being more similar to the lower level of Borders bookstore in the Annapolis Mall, but it kind of morphed and solidified into the living room. I was on the right side of the living room (if entering from the dining room) just inside the french doors. The sofa was right there, and I was there with mom, Matthew (brother), and Aunt Irene. There were a bunch of other people at the house because of some big event going on (like Christmas or something).
At one point, I found something like a big knitting needle, about two feet long, and three spools of tan thread. I somehow attached them to the needle, but somehow they didn't unravel. Aunt Irene then told me about putting the needle tip on the floor, and if it starts spinning, then that was just like how they "knew for Sean." (my cousin) I'm not sure what they knew, but it was supposed to be a good thing. So I put the needle tip on the rug, and off it spun. It was actually going really fast, and somehow I knew that it didn't go that fast for Sean.
I turned away for a bit to show aunt Irene, and the next thing I know is that I have a new pair of khaki pants in hand. I showed them to her, thinking that it was pretty cool that had happened, but I noticed that the pants were short and not quite done. I put the needle and the pants back on the rug, but they didn't want to spin anymore, so they must have been done.
I then showed them to Em (wife), thinking that she could wear them for Matthew's graduation. She said that she couldn't because they were too long. I held them up to myself, and they were indeed too long. I told her we could hem them, but she declined. I was trying to figure out what to do with them and what it all meant when my alarm went off and woke me up.
Monday, May 31, 2004
The Real Surface of Jupiter
The first thing I remember seeing is this model of a planet in front of me. It was about the size of a basketball, with a fairly roughly hewn surface. But the thing that really stood out about it was this huge mountain/plateau that stood out on the upper right side of it. It stuck out as far as the radius of the planet itself, and was 5-6 inches wide on this scale model. Whoever it was there with me told me that this was a model of the true surface of Jupiter; if we got rid of all the clouds and thick atmosphere, way down in the middle was this chunk of a planet.
Right after that, I was shown a second "model" of a planet. Most of the surface was much rougher than the Jupiter one, but it didn't have any features that stand out on it. That one was supposed to be the true surface of Saturn. As I looked at both of these, it was almost as if I were flying by them in space looking at them. For Saturn, I was able to see it with it's rings and moons, but without the cloud cover. It was pretty interesting looking. For Jupiter, looking at it, I could see a dark mark on the surface of the planet where the Great Red Spot normally is. I actually looked at that a couple of times. Once it seemed like it was on top of this great plateau, and other times it seemed that it was on the "regular" surface.
I don't know who was talking to me about it, but whoever it was started telling me some very interesting things about Jupiter. They said that Jupiter looked like this at it's core, but scientists didn't know it yet because they hadn't been able to observe it. They also said that while the observable surface (the clouds) of Jupiter was 30 times the size of earth (it's actually about 10 times. I looked it up), this solid core was only about 2 times the size of earth. That didn't count the plateau. They were also telling me that the cloud cover was very thick and dense up in the higher atmosphere, but down lower, the closer it got to this core, the nicer and more earth-like it got. They were mentioning that even though the clouds absorbed so much of the heat from the sun, the planet was able to keep warm due to the clouds holding in heat, as well as the planet generating it's own heat. From this, I started thinking that perhaps it was possible for Jupiter to sustain life.
Soon after this, the next thing that I know is that I'm flying to the surface of Jupiter, but I don't think that I'm in any sort of craft. I'm just flying on my own. I come down next to the big plateau, down in this canyon. I start walking out in the direction I'm facing, with the plateau on my right, and I come out of the canyon, and in front of me, I'm seeing this huge machine-like city all around. It's built into the plateau, and into the ground.
Suddenly I'm with someone else who's in some sort of space suit. (I don't think I'm wearing one, though) I believe that there is also a third person, but the more I think about it, I wasn't really with these two guys. I was just standing around watching, but they couldn't see me. They were in this buggy thing, and they were trying to get into this big metal tunnel, but for some reason they weren't supposed to go in there. There were a number of "roads" that ended in ramps, and they were trying to jump their buggy from the ramp to the tunnel.
It seems that at first they were not getting enough speed, and their buggy didn't even make it to the top of the ramp, even though the ramps weren't very big. I think that they finally got a running start and got their buggy across. When they did, we all went down inside the tunnel into this underground city/complex. It had a very sci-fi military feel to it.
I wasn't down there for very long, and I was observing some of the people, also in these similar space suits, trying to get something done or prevent something from being done. I think that they may have been trying to keep those first two guys out for some reason, but they didn't know that they had already made it into the complex. It seems that one or two of them kept goofing off (there was only a group of five or six), and one of them was smoking a cigarette. (!) The last thing that I remember is these guys finally going out to the surface, and me going along with them. I took another look around at all the stuff outside, and then soon after that, the dream was over.
Right after that, I was shown a second "model" of a planet. Most of the surface was much rougher than the Jupiter one, but it didn't have any features that stand out on it. That one was supposed to be the true surface of Saturn. As I looked at both of these, it was almost as if I were flying by them in space looking at them. For Saturn, I was able to see it with it's rings and moons, but without the cloud cover. It was pretty interesting looking. For Jupiter, looking at it, I could see a dark mark on the surface of the planet where the Great Red Spot normally is. I actually looked at that a couple of times. Once it seemed like it was on top of this great plateau, and other times it seemed that it was on the "regular" surface.
I don't know who was talking to me about it, but whoever it was started telling me some very interesting things about Jupiter. They said that Jupiter looked like this at it's core, but scientists didn't know it yet because they hadn't been able to observe it. They also said that while the observable surface (the clouds) of Jupiter was 30 times the size of earth (it's actually about 10 times. I looked it up), this solid core was only about 2 times the size of earth. That didn't count the plateau. They were also telling me that the cloud cover was very thick and dense up in the higher atmosphere, but down lower, the closer it got to this core, the nicer and more earth-like it got. They were mentioning that even though the clouds absorbed so much of the heat from the sun, the planet was able to keep warm due to the clouds holding in heat, as well as the planet generating it's own heat. From this, I started thinking that perhaps it was possible for Jupiter to sustain life.
Soon after this, the next thing that I know is that I'm flying to the surface of Jupiter, but I don't think that I'm in any sort of craft. I'm just flying on my own. I come down next to the big plateau, down in this canyon. I start walking out in the direction I'm facing, with the plateau on my right, and I come out of the canyon, and in front of me, I'm seeing this huge machine-like city all around. It's built into the plateau, and into the ground.
Suddenly I'm with someone else who's in some sort of space suit. (I don't think I'm wearing one, though) I believe that there is also a third person, but the more I think about it, I wasn't really with these two guys. I was just standing around watching, but they couldn't see me. They were in this buggy thing, and they were trying to get into this big metal tunnel, but for some reason they weren't supposed to go in there. There were a number of "roads" that ended in ramps, and they were trying to jump their buggy from the ramp to the tunnel.
It seems that at first they were not getting enough speed, and their buggy didn't even make it to the top of the ramp, even though the ramps weren't very big. I think that they finally got a running start and got their buggy across. When they did, we all went down inside the tunnel into this underground city/complex. It had a very sci-fi military feel to it.
I wasn't down there for very long, and I was observing some of the people, also in these similar space suits, trying to get something done or prevent something from being done. I think that they may have been trying to keep those first two guys out for some reason, but they didn't know that they had already made it into the complex. It seems that one or two of them kept goofing off (there was only a group of five or six), and one of them was smoking a cigarette. (!) The last thing that I remember is these guys finally going out to the surface, and me going along with them. I took another look around at all the stuff outside, and then soon after that, the dream was over.
Thursday, May 13, 2004
Camping, Unhappy Friends, and Power of the Unseen
I was with a group of people, and we were all swimming in this lake/river. But it was really weird because it was all very beach like. The ground all around was yellow sand, as was the floor of the lake/river (a little bit like Shenandoah Acres in Stuarts Draft, VA) We were all swimming around, but in a strange way. The water wasn't very deep, maybe about four feet or so, and instead of swimming in the traditional sense, we were all crouched down so that just our heads, from about our mouths upwards, were sticking out of the water. And we were just kind of walking around slowly. It seems that this whole thing was being done in a class sort of manner where we had one person leading us, and we were supposed to be learning.
I saw a mosquito heading in my direction, and I tried to avoid it, but it got me in the right corner of my left eye. At first I wasn't sure if it had gotten me, but then somehow I was outside of myself looking at myself, and I could see the bite. I remember it starting to itch, and then I remember seeing a lot of mosquitoes around. I think that some people noticed them, but most of them were trying to pretend that they weren't there, thinking that it would make them go away. We went around for a bit more, and I was trying to avoid the mosquitoes, and I was trying to think of how I was going to get out of the water without getting all bitten up. I believe I planned on just making a run for it, grabbing my stuff on the shore, and running back to my car, and hopefully they wouldn't be able to catch up with me.
As I got back to my car, it was one of those Jeep Liberty Sport deals. Philip (from Mercedes) and his girlfriend Bianca were already in the vehicle. They were arguing, and I came in on the middle of it. For some reason I wasn't sure if I was going to drive or not, so I started to put my stuff first into the front, and then into the back of this terribly untidy Jeep. Somehow I did or said something that made Bianca get upset at me as well, and I was thinking that there was no reason for that. I eventually got into the back seat, behind the driver, and Bianca was in the back on the passenger side. Philip wound up driving, and no one was in the front passenger seat. I remember it being somewhat of a stressful ride.
The next thing I know, it's night time, and I'm in this building that reminds me a little bit of a post office, but it was also some sort of storage place with all sorts of boxes and barrels. Bianca is there, as is Ashley (large blond farmer guy from high school), and for some reason, Bianca was still ticked at me. I decided I wanted to get away and hide from them so that they would leave me alone, so I decided to turn invisible and fly THROUGH the chain link fence to the storage area on the other side and just wait there. I tried turning invisible, but for some reason, it "seemed harder to do than last time," like it was something that I had done so effortlessly before.
Just as I was fading out, Ashley turned around and saw me disappear, which ruined the whole illusion of me just not being found. He started heckling me about, "Oh, so now you're invisible, huh? You think that I can't find you now, right?" and for some reason I knew that he could still sense me. So I flew up close to the ceiling and through the fence/bars into the storage side, and landed gently near the top of a big stack of crates, boxes, and barrels.
Him and Bianca came through the previously locked door, and were talking up at me like they could see me. I knew that they couldn't, but something was giving me away. I think I may have bumped the stack of boxes or crates, and that's how they figured out where I was. I don't remember a whole lot about what happened after that, but I believe that I remember flying back down after they left, and I went down to the left and down the dark hallway and up a short flight of stairs to the outside.
I saw a mosquito heading in my direction, and I tried to avoid it, but it got me in the right corner of my left eye. At first I wasn't sure if it had gotten me, but then somehow I was outside of myself looking at myself, and I could see the bite. I remember it starting to itch, and then I remember seeing a lot of mosquitoes around. I think that some people noticed them, but most of them were trying to pretend that they weren't there, thinking that it would make them go away. We went around for a bit more, and I was trying to avoid the mosquitoes, and I was trying to think of how I was going to get out of the water without getting all bitten up. I believe I planned on just making a run for it, grabbing my stuff on the shore, and running back to my car, and hopefully they wouldn't be able to catch up with me.
As I got back to my car, it was one of those Jeep Liberty Sport deals. Philip (from Mercedes) and his girlfriend Bianca were already in the vehicle. They were arguing, and I came in on the middle of it. For some reason I wasn't sure if I was going to drive or not, so I started to put my stuff first into the front, and then into the back of this terribly untidy Jeep. Somehow I did or said something that made Bianca get upset at me as well, and I was thinking that there was no reason for that. I eventually got into the back seat, behind the driver, and Bianca was in the back on the passenger side. Philip wound up driving, and no one was in the front passenger seat. I remember it being somewhat of a stressful ride.
The next thing I know, it's night time, and I'm in this building that reminds me a little bit of a post office, but it was also some sort of storage place with all sorts of boxes and barrels. Bianca is there, as is Ashley (large blond farmer guy from high school), and for some reason, Bianca was still ticked at me. I decided I wanted to get away and hide from them so that they would leave me alone, so I decided to turn invisible and fly THROUGH the chain link fence to the storage area on the other side and just wait there. I tried turning invisible, but for some reason, it "seemed harder to do than last time," like it was something that I had done so effortlessly before.
Just as I was fading out, Ashley turned around and saw me disappear, which ruined the whole illusion of me just not being found. He started heckling me about, "Oh, so now you're invisible, huh? You think that I can't find you now, right?" and for some reason I knew that he could still sense me. So I flew up close to the ceiling and through the fence/bars into the storage side, and landed gently near the top of a big stack of crates, boxes, and barrels.
Him and Bianca came through the previously locked door, and were talking up at me like they could see me. I knew that they couldn't, but something was giving me away. I think I may have bumped the stack of boxes or crates, and that's how they figured out where I was. I don't remember a whole lot about what happened after that, but I believe that I remember flying back down after they left, and I went down to the left and down the dark hallway and up a short flight of stairs to the outside.
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