Date: 04/01/2016
Description:
The dream starts out in the house on Bermar, where I live now, but with Dad, Mom, Nat and I living here. Nat looked young, like he did when we were at Plantation. I do not remember if it was the first scene of the dream but the first scene I remember is of Nat and me watching the news. There were reports of sinkholes appearing everywhere. Apparently something was happening with the water table. I do not know if they said that in the news or if I just figured that out. Anyways, I happened to look out the window and I saw water coming out of the ground. There was a puddle forming in the yard right in front of the window. I knew a sinkhole was forming under the house. I yelled “Everybody get out,” and “Sinkhole,” a couple of times. Nobody seemed to be moving. Mom and Dad were in there room. I ran to the door, opened it, but then went back for my laptop and then ran outside. As I exited, I heard an explosion come from underneath the house. I assumed it was either some water tank or maybe just the water breaking the earth. Anyways, I heard Mom yell what was that noise multiple times. I was running to safety when the sinkhole formed. There was a hole between me and the street and the ground I was standing on was giving way. I leapt across but did not make it. Instead, while still in the air, I got ready to punch my hand in the wall of dirt on the other side. I did so and slid down a distance. I know I climbed out but I do not remember doing it. I also do not remember how the rest of my family got out but they did. Interestingly enough, the house still stood where it was and the sinkhole was like a mote surrounding the house. Dad wanted to get something to use as a bridge to the house to get our things. There were ladders and fences lying around for some reason and we tried to use those. That did not work for some reason. The next scene I remember is of us driving down some street. Dad was driving. I think we were going to get supplies. Suddenly, we fell into a incredibly large sinkhole. It must have been a quarter mile deep. There were boulders at the bottom and we began to fall towards the bottom. I could hear from Dad’s voice that he thought we were going to die. I closed my eyes and started repenting. We fell for a long time, much longer than it should have taken. And I heard Dad making noises like he was trying desperately to steer the car. I thought why he would be steering the car if we are falling. Eventually I opened my eyes and somehow we were now travelling through some tunnel. We were flying as if the car was now a plane and Dad was steering the car. There were long rocks that obstructed the way that looked like tentacles. They might have been moving. I think some robot arm grabbed us. I am not sure that actually happened. Anyways, the next thing I remember is being with some group that claimed to have saved us. It was now night time. All the previous scenes were during the day. Some time later, I was with some of those people in a room. We were several stories up and I could see the ground out of the window. I asked them why we were up so high and asked if it was safe. The answer they gave had nothing to do with the sinkholes so I clarified my question, asking them what would happen if a sinkhole opened up under the building. I cannot remember their response. That is all I remember of that part of the dream.
I woke up and fell back to sleep and had a sort of continuation. This time I was with some guy getting supplies. We were at Walmart getting a coffee maker. He pointed out the box and told me to buy it while he stayed outside with the car. It took a while because the “line” was long. The line was actually more like a crowd. When I bought it and brought it back to the car, we drove off. I removed the covering; the box was covered by another cardboard box so I could not see the actual box. When I did, there was a picture of a blender instead of a coffee maker. By the way, the box was almost as tall as me. It was more like the box of a small refrigerator. Anyways, I told him that he had better look at the box. He responded but never turned around to look. I told him multiple times to stop at a red light and look. He was running all the red lights. Everyone was. There was almost nobody on the roads and laws did not matter because everyone was leaving. He did not stop so I just put the box next to him and told him to look. He did and sighed. We stopped to talk to somebody about it. I do not know who he was or why he was there in the middle of the road. The other guy was talking to him and I was in the car. He came back and said that Walmart was leaving town. I asked him why we were not leaving. I told him it made no sense to stay. That is all I remember of the dream.
Monday, January 4, 2016
Dream: Khalil's Anger
Date: 01/02/2016
Description:
I think that this was a long dream but I only remember two scenes. The only people I remember in the dream are Navin, Khalil and Dad. The part of the dream I remember was set in the city in an apartment building. It was a red brick building with an outside metal staircase that was missing some stairs. The first scene I remember was of Navin showing me how to hack into some system. I do not know what the system was or what the benefit of hacking into it was but I know it involved breaking into a room in the building and using a computer there. The room was one floor above where we were. I believe that it was Khalil’s apartment and he was letting me stay there for a while. We were on at least the third floor. I have only a few images of the inside of the apartment. I think I remember setting up a sleeping bag in one of the rooms. The next scene I remember starts with me trying to break into the room. I was outside on the staircase trying to jump up to the balcony above our floor. Apparently the stairs between ours and the next floor were missing. For some reason, the rails of the balcony above me were thick green rails like the ones at Phyl’s. I was tried to climb up and was hanging on the rails with both hands. I had jumped up to grab them from standing on the rails of our level. I could feel myself swinging out towards the street below and was getting concerned when Khalil walked out. He asked me what I was doing and I told him I was trying to get upstairs. For some reason I was wary of him and I had a feeling that he was going to push my off the rails. He was speaking in a suspicious way. He was seemingly deceptively happy with a cheesy grin and he sounded almost sarcastic. He told me that there was an easier way and told me to pick the lock of the door in front of me. It was the door to the room next to Khalil’s. I suppose it was not in use. I was trying to pick the lock when I felt afraid of Khalil again. I could see his face even though I was not looking at him. He was telling me to look at him. When I looked he punched me in the face and I believe he broke my nose. He punched me a couple more times before I could ask him what he was doing. He told me that I knew what this was about. I told him I did not and he started telling me about how I lied to and betrayed him. I had no idea what he was talking about. He punched me many more times before going back inside and locking the door. I thought he was trying to trap me on the balcony when I remembered the stairs. I started climbing down the stairs. I had to jump down levels where the stairs were missing. I eventually got to ground level just as Khalil showed up carrying all my stuff. I thought to myself, “Oh no,” because he had my laptop and I knew he was going to try and break it. He threw down my duffel bag first and then my laptop. It landed on my duffel bag and did not break. I do not know if that was his intention. But then he moved as if to step on it so I ran in front of him. Then he started beating me again. Apparently Dad was down there doing something in a garden next to the building. He saw Khalil beating me and was coming to step in but I ran in between them and told them both to stop. I took some time but they both eventually stopped. Khalil went back inside and Dad asked me what that was about. I told him that I did not know.
Sometime later, I ended up back on that balcony. I was trying to make sense of everything. I was pacing thinking back on the previous events. I had a moment a lucidity. I said aloud to myself, “I have been dreaming about Navin a lot lately,” which is not true as far as I am aware. I do not know why I would say that unless Navin has been in the dreams I do not remember. The next thing I said was that this was the first time I had dreamed about Khalil which is in fact true as far as I know. But then I “realized” that I was not dreaming and was wondering what I was talking about. For some reason I starting digging into my pocket. There was trash and old receipts that I started throwing away. Then I found two pieces of paper that looked like receipts at first. I was going to throw them away but then I looked at them more closely. One said something like “Canadian Citizen” at to top and somewhere in the middle was a line with just the word “Amnesia” in big letters. There was a lot of other stuff on it. The other paper had “Future Army” written somewhere in the center. I t had “U.S.” in multiple places and it looked like either an application or some kind of identification card. I was concerned that some of the other papers I just threw away might also have important information on them. I was wondering if this had to do with why Khalil was mad at me and if so, why this would make him angry. The first thing I noticed was the Canadian part and my initial thought was that he was mad because I didn’t tell him that I was Canadian but the other parts seemed more interesting. I did not believe any of what the papers implied, however, and thought that someone had planted them in my pocket and someone was trying to turn my friends against me.
I woke up after that but not completely. I had a number of small continuations of this dream but every time I woke up the continuation vanished. I do remember, however, being on some computer, it might have been the computer Navin showed me. I was using the command prompt and my login changed from “lloyd>” to “alexander>”. Maybe that was my real name if the things I found in my pocket were true.
Description:
I think that this was a long dream but I only remember two scenes. The only people I remember in the dream are Navin, Khalil and Dad. The part of the dream I remember was set in the city in an apartment building. It was a red brick building with an outside metal staircase that was missing some stairs. The first scene I remember was of Navin showing me how to hack into some system. I do not know what the system was or what the benefit of hacking into it was but I know it involved breaking into a room in the building and using a computer there. The room was one floor above where we were. I believe that it was Khalil’s apartment and he was letting me stay there for a while. We were on at least the third floor. I have only a few images of the inside of the apartment. I think I remember setting up a sleeping bag in one of the rooms. The next scene I remember starts with me trying to break into the room. I was outside on the staircase trying to jump up to the balcony above our floor. Apparently the stairs between ours and the next floor were missing. For some reason, the rails of the balcony above me were thick green rails like the ones at Phyl’s. I was tried to climb up and was hanging on the rails with both hands. I had jumped up to grab them from standing on the rails of our level. I could feel myself swinging out towards the street below and was getting concerned when Khalil walked out. He asked me what I was doing and I told him I was trying to get upstairs. For some reason I was wary of him and I had a feeling that he was going to push my off the rails. He was speaking in a suspicious way. He was seemingly deceptively happy with a cheesy grin and he sounded almost sarcastic. He told me that there was an easier way and told me to pick the lock of the door in front of me. It was the door to the room next to Khalil’s. I suppose it was not in use. I was trying to pick the lock when I felt afraid of Khalil again. I could see his face even though I was not looking at him. He was telling me to look at him. When I looked he punched me in the face and I believe he broke my nose. He punched me a couple more times before I could ask him what he was doing. He told me that I knew what this was about. I told him I did not and he started telling me about how I lied to and betrayed him. I had no idea what he was talking about. He punched me many more times before going back inside and locking the door. I thought he was trying to trap me on the balcony when I remembered the stairs. I started climbing down the stairs. I had to jump down levels where the stairs were missing. I eventually got to ground level just as Khalil showed up carrying all my stuff. I thought to myself, “Oh no,” because he had my laptop and I knew he was going to try and break it. He threw down my duffel bag first and then my laptop. It landed on my duffel bag and did not break. I do not know if that was his intention. But then he moved as if to step on it so I ran in front of him. Then he started beating me again. Apparently Dad was down there doing something in a garden next to the building. He saw Khalil beating me and was coming to step in but I ran in between them and told them both to stop. I took some time but they both eventually stopped. Khalil went back inside and Dad asked me what that was about. I told him that I did not know.
Sometime later, I ended up back on that balcony. I was trying to make sense of everything. I was pacing thinking back on the previous events. I had a moment a lucidity. I said aloud to myself, “I have been dreaming about Navin a lot lately,” which is not true as far as I am aware. I do not know why I would say that unless Navin has been in the dreams I do not remember. The next thing I said was that this was the first time I had dreamed about Khalil which is in fact true as far as I know. But then I “realized” that I was not dreaming and was wondering what I was talking about. For some reason I starting digging into my pocket. There was trash and old receipts that I started throwing away. Then I found two pieces of paper that looked like receipts at first. I was going to throw them away but then I looked at them more closely. One said something like “Canadian Citizen” at to top and somewhere in the middle was a line with just the word “Amnesia” in big letters. There was a lot of other stuff on it. The other paper had “Future Army” written somewhere in the center. I t had “U.S.” in multiple places and it looked like either an application or some kind of identification card. I was concerned that some of the other papers I just threw away might also have important information on them. I was wondering if this had to do with why Khalil was mad at me and if so, why this would make him angry. The first thing I noticed was the Canadian part and my initial thought was that he was mad because I didn’t tell him that I was Canadian but the other parts seemed more interesting. I did not believe any of what the papers implied, however, and thought that someone had planted them in my pocket and someone was trying to turn my friends against me.
I woke up after that but not completely. I had a number of small continuations of this dream but every time I woke up the continuation vanished. I do remember, however, being on some computer, it might have been the computer Navin showed me. I was using the command prompt and my login changed from “lloyd>” to “alexander>”. Maybe that was my real name if the things I found in my pocket were true.
Dream: Graduation Day
Date: 12/30/2015
Description:
This was a very long dream and it seemed to be entire, that is, all parts were related and/or it was a single linear narrative. I remember six distinct sections and an aspect of the last scene. These sections are portions of the dream spent with the same set of people or in the same setting. I believe it was all in some grand setting but each section was in a specific part. The whole dream was on some college campus.
The first section was of me in the school just before finals. I was either in the dorms or in a school building. I was looking over my progress in each class and noticed that there was a class that I forgot about and had stopped attending. I was frantic and was thinking of ways to circumvent the consequences. I concluded that I would see the teacher and request that my grade be decided by the final exam. I did not fully know the subject but I had the book and was going to read the whole book. It was either some kind of Physics or a math class. I also decided to suggest to her that giving me work over the break was a viable solution and that I would accept any work. Most of my contemplation happened while I was making my way to the professor’s office.
The second section started out in the dorms. Throughout the dream, by the way, all the rooms I remember had white walls and little if any adornments. I was with who I believe was my roommate, two girls who were sisters and both quite attractive, and some other friends. I do not remember who the other friends were or if I knew them in the dream. We were going to some party downstairs. The others went downstairs except for one of the sisters. The two of us interacted but I do not remember the conversation, only the feeling and tone. We were both obviously attracted to each other and I believe we were both flirting. We eventually went down to the party together. There was more flirting down there. We both wanted to have sex but we were not there yet. I knew she wanted it but I do not know if she knew I did or if she was just waiting for the right approach. Anyways, I had to go back to the dorm for something but when I got to the door, I saw the other sister and my roommate having sex. This theoretically should have caused me some discomfort for reasons I will explain later but I did not care even the slightest bit. I did not want to disturb them so I started back. Then I remembered that I really needed what was in the room so I went back, opened the door and picked up what I needed because it was right behind the door. It gets complicated here. They both hid themselves and started freaking out. I told my roommate, “Chill out, man. I just need my ___ .” I do not remember what the object was. It probably was not important. She began emphatically apologizing to me. I replied, “Relax, chick, it’s fine.” Apparently, and it pains me to even right this down, I was in a relationship with my roommate, who was a male by the way. This fact is a little fuzzy though. But I do not know if it is fuzzy because of the complications I am about to mention or if my mind just does not want to accept it. It may have been the sister that I had a relationship with but it does not seem that way because the sister was apologizing in a manner such that she had stolen something from me. Furthermore, the sisters had the sort of aura as the newcomers, the invaders, the ones stirring up the mix. Anyhow, I do not think my dream implicates anything about sexuality. It seems that unimportant parts of the dream often fail to make sense. The situation is further complicated, however, by the fact that I was still in a relationship with Tanneese in the dream. That fact was in the back of my mind every time I interacted with the sister I was attracted to. Maybe whatever relationship I had to the people in the dorm was simply a manifestation of my relationship with Tanneese even though Tanneese was not in the dream. Anyways, like I said, who I was in a relationship with was not the important part in my opinion. The main fact I believe was that even though I shouldn’t I wanted the sister and was actively trying to have her and nothing else mattered. I do not remember if there was any more conversation but the last thing she said to me was, “You better go talk to my sister.” She was implying that because I was cheated on, I might as well have sex with her sister. I do not know if I told her that I was after her sister or if she had just noticed. Maybe it was just one of those omniscient dream things, that is characters of the dream knowing your intentions because they are, in fact, you. Anyways, I went back to the party. I do not know how it happened or where we were but I had some alone time with the sister and I told her about her sister and my roommate. We both made some hints to us having sex but nothing concrete. We had some interactions after that but I do not know if we ever had sex.
I only remember one scene of the third section. It may actually be a scene of the second section. Some friends and I were in a room talking. We might have been in a circle. I do not remember who the friends were. We were talking about sexual encounters. I do not remember any of the other’s stories but I know that I gave at least two. I told them that the first person I had sex with was not very good and that I was just trying out sex. I told them I did not enjoy it much. I have no idea if that person was real or not. In the second story I told, I said that it was with someone incredibly attractive and had a good body. I told them that it was the best sex I ever had. I do not remember if I told anymore stories.
My memories of the fourth section are short. I was on a school shuttle. We were passing a school building when I saw Oscar in a white graduation gown. I wanted to congratulate him and attend the graduation to support him but I needed to go somewhere. I do not know where I was going. I was telling someone about Oscar graduating but for some reason, I could not remember his name. I was confident that I knew his last name but it was not Lugo. It was some long name. I thought his name might have been George or Jorge.
I do not remember much of the fifth section either. I remember very few specific events. My other memories are just details throughout the section. I remember seeing Doctor Koufakou multiple times. She seemed taller and more fit than she really is. I was in a multi-floor school building. I had gone through many twisty hallways with many office rooms. Some were open and in one I saw a professor sitting using a microscope. I met with someone, I cannot remember who, and then went downstairs to use the bathroom. Before I got to the stairs, I saw Doctor Koufakou come up another stairway.
I remember very little of the sixth section. There was some event going on and I was asked to do something in it last minute. Someone was doing something before me that required me to make some sort of base for a prop. I do not know what the prop was but it looked like a wooden leaf. I only saw the prop at the end of the scene when I gave her the base. I had to make something else as well; I do not remember what for. I also had to prepare for what I was asked to do. I think I was doing announcements but I do not know what I needed to prepare for. The person that was doing the thing before me was an elderly woman. I think we called her Grandmother or Granny. She might have been my grandmother but she was much more friendly. Anyways, I went to some other building to make the things. I only remember the end of my preparations when I grabbed some brown tissue, paper towels or maybe just paper, to make the prop and two other things. I think I just crumpled the paper into the shape it needed to be. I went back over to the main building. “Granny” was already doing her part. I handed the base to someone to give to her and when she got it she took out the prop, put on the base and held it up. I do not remember the rest of the section.
I woke up during the final scene. It was an entire section that may have been a distinct dream. My waking up removed all my memories of it except one image. It was of a black symbol similar to the Skyrim symbol. I remember Jaydene being in the dream somehow. The dream had something to do with good and evil and there was some dramatic plot going on but I remember none of it.
Description:
This was a very long dream and it seemed to be entire, that is, all parts were related and/or it was a single linear narrative. I remember six distinct sections and an aspect of the last scene. These sections are portions of the dream spent with the same set of people or in the same setting. I believe it was all in some grand setting but each section was in a specific part. The whole dream was on some college campus.
The first section was of me in the school just before finals. I was either in the dorms or in a school building. I was looking over my progress in each class and noticed that there was a class that I forgot about and had stopped attending. I was frantic and was thinking of ways to circumvent the consequences. I concluded that I would see the teacher and request that my grade be decided by the final exam. I did not fully know the subject but I had the book and was going to read the whole book. It was either some kind of Physics or a math class. I also decided to suggest to her that giving me work over the break was a viable solution and that I would accept any work. Most of my contemplation happened while I was making my way to the professor’s office.
The second section started out in the dorms. Throughout the dream, by the way, all the rooms I remember had white walls and little if any adornments. I was with who I believe was my roommate, two girls who were sisters and both quite attractive, and some other friends. I do not remember who the other friends were or if I knew them in the dream. We were going to some party downstairs. The others went downstairs except for one of the sisters. The two of us interacted but I do not remember the conversation, only the feeling and tone. We were both obviously attracted to each other and I believe we were both flirting. We eventually went down to the party together. There was more flirting down there. We both wanted to have sex but we were not there yet. I knew she wanted it but I do not know if she knew I did or if she was just waiting for the right approach. Anyways, I had to go back to the dorm for something but when I got to the door, I saw the other sister and my roommate having sex. This theoretically should have caused me some discomfort for reasons I will explain later but I did not care even the slightest bit. I did not want to disturb them so I started back. Then I remembered that I really needed what was in the room so I went back, opened the door and picked up what I needed because it was right behind the door. It gets complicated here. They both hid themselves and started freaking out. I told my roommate, “Chill out, man. I just need my ___ .” I do not remember what the object was. It probably was not important. She began emphatically apologizing to me. I replied, “Relax, chick, it’s fine.” Apparently, and it pains me to even right this down, I was in a relationship with my roommate, who was a male by the way. This fact is a little fuzzy though. But I do not know if it is fuzzy because of the complications I am about to mention or if my mind just does not want to accept it. It may have been the sister that I had a relationship with but it does not seem that way because the sister was apologizing in a manner such that she had stolen something from me. Furthermore, the sisters had the sort of aura as the newcomers, the invaders, the ones stirring up the mix. Anyhow, I do not think my dream implicates anything about sexuality. It seems that unimportant parts of the dream often fail to make sense. The situation is further complicated, however, by the fact that I was still in a relationship with Tanneese in the dream. That fact was in the back of my mind every time I interacted with the sister I was attracted to. Maybe whatever relationship I had to the people in the dorm was simply a manifestation of my relationship with Tanneese even though Tanneese was not in the dream. Anyways, like I said, who I was in a relationship with was not the important part in my opinion. The main fact I believe was that even though I shouldn’t I wanted the sister and was actively trying to have her and nothing else mattered. I do not remember if there was any more conversation but the last thing she said to me was, “You better go talk to my sister.” She was implying that because I was cheated on, I might as well have sex with her sister. I do not know if I told her that I was after her sister or if she had just noticed. Maybe it was just one of those omniscient dream things, that is characters of the dream knowing your intentions because they are, in fact, you. Anyways, I went back to the party. I do not know how it happened or where we were but I had some alone time with the sister and I told her about her sister and my roommate. We both made some hints to us having sex but nothing concrete. We had some interactions after that but I do not know if we ever had sex.
I only remember one scene of the third section. It may actually be a scene of the second section. Some friends and I were in a room talking. We might have been in a circle. I do not remember who the friends were. We were talking about sexual encounters. I do not remember any of the other’s stories but I know that I gave at least two. I told them that the first person I had sex with was not very good and that I was just trying out sex. I told them I did not enjoy it much. I have no idea if that person was real or not. In the second story I told, I said that it was with someone incredibly attractive and had a good body. I told them that it was the best sex I ever had. I do not remember if I told anymore stories.
My memories of the fourth section are short. I was on a school shuttle. We were passing a school building when I saw Oscar in a white graduation gown. I wanted to congratulate him and attend the graduation to support him but I needed to go somewhere. I do not know where I was going. I was telling someone about Oscar graduating but for some reason, I could not remember his name. I was confident that I knew his last name but it was not Lugo. It was some long name. I thought his name might have been George or Jorge.
I do not remember much of the fifth section either. I remember very few specific events. My other memories are just details throughout the section. I remember seeing Doctor Koufakou multiple times. She seemed taller and more fit than she really is. I was in a multi-floor school building. I had gone through many twisty hallways with many office rooms. Some were open and in one I saw a professor sitting using a microscope. I met with someone, I cannot remember who, and then went downstairs to use the bathroom. Before I got to the stairs, I saw Doctor Koufakou come up another stairway.
I remember very little of the sixth section. There was some event going on and I was asked to do something in it last minute. Someone was doing something before me that required me to make some sort of base for a prop. I do not know what the prop was but it looked like a wooden leaf. I only saw the prop at the end of the scene when I gave her the base. I had to make something else as well; I do not remember what for. I also had to prepare for what I was asked to do. I think I was doing announcements but I do not know what I needed to prepare for. The person that was doing the thing before me was an elderly woman. I think we called her Grandmother or Granny. She might have been my grandmother but she was much more friendly. Anyways, I went to some other building to make the things. I only remember the end of my preparations when I grabbed some brown tissue, paper towels or maybe just paper, to make the prop and two other things. I think I just crumpled the paper into the shape it needed to be. I went back over to the main building. “Granny” was already doing her part. I handed the base to someone to give to her and when she got it she took out the prop, put on the base and held it up. I do not remember the rest of the section.
I woke up during the final scene. It was an entire section that may have been a distinct dream. My waking up removed all my memories of it except one image. It was of a black symbol similar to the Skyrim symbol. I remember Jaydene being in the dream somehow. The dream had something to do with good and evil and there was some dramatic plot going on but I remember none of it.
Note: Editor's Note
Now all the dreams I recorded on paper are uploaded. It occurs to me that the methods I used to tell the story are not easily understood. As they were written for only me to understand, I did not take anybody else into consideration as I wrote them. I decided to have some fidelity to the originals and uploaded them as they were, however, I will in the near future upload edited versions. Also, as I reviewed the dreams I posted long ago, I am appalled at my former writing style and so, will upload edited versions of them as well.
Dream: Mother Lifa
Most of the dream took part in an auditorium. I think a bunch of us drove a bus there so I suspect that it was a pathfinder event. I remember being on the bus at night. The image I remember had me either standing in the isle or sitting on the back of a seat. I believe the entire dream was at night. Other than the bus ride, I remember three distinct scenes: one with Lifa, one in a hallway, and one in the line for dessert. The dessert scene definitely was the last of the three but I don’t know if it was the last scene of the dream. I believe the hallway scene was after the scene with Lifa but I am not sure. It simply involved me walking down a hallway out of the auditorium. I remember the left wall being comprised solely of windows. Through it I could see the night sky over a very large parking lot. I could see that we were not on the ground floor. We may have been on the second floor. I was playing a game on a tablet. It may have been a combat game. I was so immersed in the game that it took over the dream, that is, I was in the game for that part of the dream. I was in some sort of tank. That is all I remember from that scene. I do not remember how the scene with Lifa started. The first thing I remember is being in the food line with her in the auditorium. She was on my left side and a bit in front of me. I was turned to face her. As I think of this, I think that I can deduce how I encountered her. Later in the scene, I distinctly remember her being on my right side. I believe that the image I have of her on my left is her approaching me and I probably let her come ahead of me in the line and ended up on the other side of her. Anyways, we spoke while going through the line. As in reality, we had not seen each other in a long time. When she first came to the line, we were maybe 30 feet away from the tables of food. By the way, contrary to my statement that the whole dream was at night, in the image I described earlier, the auditorium had some windows on the wall opposite the hallway and sunlight was filtering through. This memory is not absolute; it is only a hypothesis. I did not remember the brightness of the room or the windows until I tried to resolve the issue of why she was on my left and not my right. Furthermore, it contradicts other images I have of looking at the auditorium from the hallway where I saw no windows and it was not very bright, as if either not all the lights were on or the lights were failing. By the way, I have been using the word auditorium but it was actually a gymnasium. Anyways, when Lifa and I got to just before the food tables, she mentioned that it was cool, or maybe the word was amazing or interesting, that we both had children. I strongly believe she specifically said sons. She said it very casually, as if she thought I already knew she had a child but I did not. I was so shocked I stopped listening to her for a few seconds. I contemplated the implications of her being a mother, specifically that chances of a relationship forming between me and her were now practically zero. But I quickly recovered, remembering that the chances of that happening were already zero and that I had decided that I did not want a relationship anyways. We continued the conversation; she seemed oblivious to mu momentary lapse. We eventually got to the end of the line when something happened. I do not remember what. I believe it had to do with us turning around because after the incident, we walked back toward the hallway. Maybe one or both of us stumbled. Anyways, we grabbed each other, my left arm was around her waist I believe and my right hand was on her hip. Our bodies were touching at the hip. She had grabbed, with her right hand or both hands, my penis, accidentally I assume. We were frozen there for a few seconds. I asked her what she was doing. I do not remember if she responded. She was looking at me with an expression that seemed not to be of surprise or shock or embarrassment, but of disappointment. I suspect that it was because she noticed that my penis was hard. I honestly did not know why it was hard. I do not even know if it was hard before she grabbed it or if it became hard because she grabbed it. I do not remember how that awkward situation ended but we got over it and started walking toward the hallway; I do not know why. Maybe our seats were in that direction. I point out that I do not know what happened to our food during the incident. In fact, I do not remember either of us ever holding a plate or tray. Anyways, I struggled behaving appropriately after the incident. I remember wondering if it was expected or even acceptable to put my arm around her as we walked. I warily did put my left arm around her waist. She did not seem to mind. That is all I remember about that scene. The last scene involved me back in the line getting dessert. There were maybe two other people in the line. They were offering different kinds of pie and ice cream, or sorbet or sherbet. There was not very much left. I remember going back to another part of the line to get a piece of some dish that was not there before. For some reason I left my bowl, or plate, on the table and got a new one. When I got back to where I was, I remembered my first plate, searched for it and found it, then put the food from that bowl into my new one. That is all I remember about the dream.
Sunday, January 3, 2016
Dream: Violent Wedding
In the dream, we were getting ready for Rebecca’s wedding. I had this dream some time after her real wedding. All the characters of the dream except maybe three, including myself, were female. The males were myself, Navin, and at least one other. The females included, obviously, Rebecca, Tanneese, possibly Markeisha, and many others. The dream started out happy. I was friends with everyone and we were getting along nicely. I do not know what started it but there began to be conflict between the females and me. I had a heated exchange with one of them which ended with me striking her. This angered the other females and started arguments between them and me, usually ending violently. I remember having a conversation with one girl alone. Apparently we were pretty close. We often talked with each other while holding each other. We were usually playful with each other, somewhat like a sibling relationship. This time, we were quite serious. I was expressing how guilty I was feeling, how I hated what was happening to me and that I could not control my anger. Apparently she was angry with me but was trying not to show it. We did, however, eventually get into an argument. I remember feeling the heat building up. I lost myself, like I was in some kind of trance. I did not see her; I was just consumed by my anger. When I eventually calmed down I saw her and she was either angry or afraid, I cannot remember. I discovered I had hit her. I think I might have fled the room. I remember moping around the building after that, feeling guilty and angry with myself. Some time before that, possibly amongst the violent episodes, possibly before, there was an intimate encounter with the girl that might be Markeisha. It might have actually been the instigating event. I have no idea why, but I was in the shower with her and it seemed platonic, which makes no sense to me. I have a feeling the others, including Tanneese, knew we were showering together and were ok with it. Eventually, however, it grew intimate and we French kissed. I vividly remember the feeling of my tongue in her mouth. While we were kissing, Tanneese walked in. We stopped just in time for her to see us putting our tongues back in our mouths. I remember the feeling of our tongues still being interlocked after our lips were apart. We looked at her shamefully for a while. That is the last I remember of that scene. I should point out that while I think the girl is Markeisha, she looked nothing like her. The last scene I remember is getting ready to go to the wedding. I was wearing a white dress shirt and a black suit. My vest and pocket square were gold and silver striped and my tie was gold. I needed something upstairs where Navin was. When I got to the room, Navin told me he was on my side. He pointed out that they had all hit me first. I hadn’t realized this. In my guilt, I had only dwelt on my actions. And due to my incoherence, I may not have even noticed them hitting me. When he pointed it out, however, I suddenly recalled them all striking me. This made me feel a little less guilty but I was still upset with myself for hitting females.
Dream: Lucid Intercourse
This dream came in at least two sessions. I remember two main parts. The first part of the dream was almost like a nightmare. I was with a number of people, possibly around five others, and we were being chased by what may have been demons. I remember they took numerous forms including those of little children. My most vivid memory of this part is walking down the stairs out of an old locomotive, looking back and seeing a person, maybe three feet tall or shorter, wearing a clown mask. We were running around in an urban environment but there were no other people. It seemed almost like a subway station. I have a feeling that it was daytime but that may just be because the second part was during the day and it seemed to follow very close behind chronologically. The second part of the dream was spent with Tanneese. it may have started before, but the first thing I remember is being in a two seat amphibious plane. Tanneese was flying it. We were definitely fleeing those creatures and were flying over a beach, maybe of an island. Something, I do not know what, went wrong with the plane and we were going to crash land. It seemed as though we were going to crash into the ocean and I was beginning to become terrified. I started becoming lucid, however, and inadvertently forced the plane onto the beach. I quickly got out of the plane and saw the ocean waves crashing on the plane as I turned to get Tanneese out. I realized that the waves could pull the plane into the ocean and I grew terrified again. This time, my lucidity forced my fears to come true and the waves began engulfing the plane as I struggled to pull Tanneese out. I managed to get her backside out of the window when I noticed that my arm was invisible. In my curiosity, I forgot about the ocean and the waves calmed down. I noticed that even though I could not see my arm, I could sense its general location and still had a sense of touch. I could feel the plane door as I tried to make sense of things, moving my arm around. It was my right arm. I do not remember if it was an accident or not but I felt Tanneese’s thigh, and then her buttock. Apparently she was wearing a skirt. I believe she was unconscious through all of this. I lifted up her skirt and put my fingers in her vagina. Eventually I pulled out my penis and entered from the back. Her rear was still the only part of her outside the plane. I continued having sex for a while when I noticed that we were now in a bed having sex missionary style and Tanneese was awake, but silent. There were three or four guys around the bed watching. I am not sure if I stopped or slowed down but I know that I did not pull out. That is the last thing I remember.
Dream: Time With Amanda
The entire dream seemed to have taken place during the night. There were two main sections of the dream that I remember. The first part took place in and around a large apartment building and the second part was in a mall. The dream may have returned to the apartment after the mall but I do not remember. During the apartment section, it seemed that there was some party or get together going on. The people there also went to the mall as far as I remember. I cannot remember if I was being a loner or not but all of my memories inside the apartment were of me looking out a large window out at the street. I do not remember the order of events but I believe my memories of us outside the apartments happened concurrently with the events inside. I only concretely remember one event that I saw through the window. I do not believe it was the first or the last scene I observed through the window. I saw some sort of commotion occurring outside. Shortly after it started, the police arrived. I am not sure but I believe I alerted someone to the police’s presence; it may have been Chad. The conflict continued to escalate and I very clearly remember asking myself, “Am I going to see someone die today?” O do not remember seeing the conflict resolve but I do not believe there were any casualties or any shots fired. I vaguely remember there being conflict between the party members and the police as well while we were outside the apartment and there seems to be a causal relationship between the two conflicts but I do not know which instigated which as I do not remember the ordering of events. I believe at one time I was either running from the police on foot or arguing with them. I also remember driving a vehicle, that was either an SUV, a truck (possibly a monster truck) or a jeep, and possibly running a red light. During the mall scene, I was with Amanda Gillum. I do not remember how we got to the mall, whether or not we came together or even if she was at the party. I do remember wanting to be with her but initially not wanting her to know. I believe I was attempting to not come off as clingy. I remember there being a particular store that either she liked or that we had been in before. The store sold both female and male clothing. Amanda was walking into a store and I mistook it for the previously mentioned store. I believe the logos and colors were similar and I was not paying attention (because I was paying too much attention to her). I followed her inside planning to go to the male section. When I got inside I realized that there was no male section and that I was the wrong store. I thought to leave the store to maintain the appearance that I was not following her but decided to abandon that façade and wait for her in the store. After that, still in the store, Amanda started trying things on and asked my opinion. I remember her putting on a poofy dress that seemed to be made from knitted wool. It was green and brown. She asked me about it and I believe I simply said that I did not like it. I thought to myself, however, that it was the most hideous dress that I had ever seen. The fabric seemed to be thicker just above the waistline so it made it look like she had a gut. I thought “This must be what they mean when they say, ‘Does this make me look fat?’” Some time later, she tried on a dress that was practically a one piece bathing suit and a skirt (a very short skirt). It was white and sheen. She was walking to the changing room. I find this fact strange now, in retrospect. I do not remember her ever going to the changing room before this point even though she had tried on multiple outfits. Furthermore, she did not seem to be going to change out of the dress so I do not see why she was walking toward the changing room in the first place. Anyways, as she was walking, I was admiring her body and the outfit when she bent over for some reason unknown to me. The skirt was rather rigid so it went up as she bent down and I saw a large portion of her rear. I managed to look away after some convincing. She then got up on some kind of table and sat facing me. She called out to me, asking me “Is this what you wanted to see?” as she spread her legs and pulled the thong of the suit to the side. I did not know whether or not to keep looking and I was wondering why she was doing this. She knew I was in a relationship and I was not sure if she was in one herself. Furthermore, we were in public. Surprisingly, nobody else seemed to notice. I vaguely remember us hanging out in the mall after that, though I do not know how that encounter ended. I am not at all sure but I believe we may have made out at some point. That is all I remember about the dream.
Dream: Monet's Distress
The whole dream seemed rather cartoonish, not that it was two dimensional but that the environments were full of vivid colors and the plot was rather wild. I was very much reminded of Dragonball, especially at the end. We were in some kind of conflict in space I believe, though I cannot remember any of the plot. I only remember two scenes. The first was near the end of the dream. It was a rather long dream, by the way. I believe I was playing a game with somebody, which does seem strange because I felt a sense of urgency, as if what I was doing was vital to our situation, whatever it was. Maybe it was not a game. Anyways, Monet was the only other person in the room, other than the other player. I believe she was spectating. The room seemed to be the den of a town house or apartment. I think there was a TV on the wall ahead of us, we were in a depression in the floor. There seemed to be a comforter spread on the floor and a small table next to me. Monet was leaning against the wall to my right. I remember doing something on the table, maybe I was placing tiles in a stack. I began to sing while I did it; I sang “Ryder.” Monet heard me and started crying rather dramatically. She may have said something like “Why would you sing that?” I’m not sure she said anything. I instantly knew why she was crying; I had not remembered the significance of the song until she started crying, however. For a split second, I didn’t want to pull away from what I was doing but I quickly changed my mind and dropped what I was doing. I grabbed her hand and headed out the door which was behind us. We were there at the door on the walkway. The staircase was in front of us but the sunlight filtered through rails down the hall to our left. Once we were out the door, I closed it behind me and held her. I think I kissed her hair. I apologized and told her that I didn’t know the song was still special to her. Actually, I might have told her that while we were still inside. I can’t remember if I apologized for not making a move. I really don’t remember how the conversation went but she eventually asked me if I was together with some girl. She was a character in the dream; I cannot remember if she is a real person. Either way, in the dream, I know I was very much attracted to her but I don’t know if I had feelings for her, and I don’t remember if I was trying to get with her, avoid her or neither. I told her we weren’t together and she told me that she had heard rumors about us. I told her they were lies. She questioned me about other girls, including Kamila. When she brought her up, I remember imagining her face for a second. I told her I was very much attracted to her but that I had no feelings for her. She told me that Kamila had said that she and I were in a relationship. I told Monet that people must be lying to her. At that point she had stopped crying and even laughed at that statement. We began walking back inti the house. That is all I remember of that scene. The other scene is the last scene of the dream before I woke up. I don’t know how many, if any, scenes happened between the scene with Monet and this scene. This may have been the last scene of the dream even if I hadn’t woke up. I believe we were confronting some sort of main part of the conflict, I am not sure if we were confronting some sort of villain or something. I truly do not remember most of this scene. All I remember is that some person was released at the end of the scene. We were desperately trying to prevent that because we were told the person was evil by someone I believe may have been the Northern King Kai. When the person arrived, however, “he” just kept joking around. We asked the kai why he told us the person was evil and he said because he doesn’t like him and didn’t want him around. “He” started doing something, it might have been a chore that someone else was supposed to be doing. When asked about it, “he” responded that the other person wasn’t going to do it because he was a princess or something. It might not have been that but it was something along those lines. The other person, who I believe was Trunks (maybe Gohan but I really think it was Trunks), said something like “When he says it, it sounds so graceful (maybe beautiful).” We started walking somewhere else. I think we were in a white hallway. Someone who might have been Goku was talking about the person, referring to the person as “she”. During the conversation it was revealed that the person, who looked like a big white guy with a beard, was a female and Goku knew because she gave a female aura. I woke up shortly after. I don’t particularly trust my memories this time; the DBZ theme and some of the dialogue seems very clear in my memory now but were fuzzy a while ago. My imagination may have filled in the gaps of my memory. When I first tried to recall the dream, all I remembered was the vague theme of the dream and later, the final scene. I did not see any reason to dwell upon the dream then but the scene with Monet hit me some time later, bringing with it my feelings of guilt and regret. It was, however, rather pleasant remembering holding her hand and hugging and kissing her in the dream. I was also both happy and sad remembering her still showing desire for me. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about Monet yet.
Dream: Know Your Strength
Throughout the dream, I was with Tanneese. The first thing I remember is climbing the stairs of some apartment building similar to the dorms. It had many floors and there were rooms on all four sides of the square building. We were there with Tesharia and possibly some others. I don’t remember where we were going. Next, I was in a room, possibly a hotel room, with some other males. I vaguely remember Nat, Brandon, and Shawn being there. Much time was spent there but I only remember some images. Apparently we were at some church event, either for youth or Pathfinders or something else. The event, I believe, was held in a grand gymnasium. Each church’s members were wearing matching shirts, possibly a uniform, class D if Pathfinders, and huddled together watching what was going on in the center. I have no idea what was going on. Walking around, I found Baltimore-First. I spoke with them briefly and kept walking. I was at the event for a long time and I assume it was eventful and there were altercations. For some reason, I was excluded from my group just before some competition. I found myself by Baltimore-First again and they let me join their group. I didn’t know what the competition was when I saw them getting ready to begin. We were up against another of my former churches; Shawn was there and possibly Nat as well. We were lined up in front of each other and I was confused when I saw people crouching down and making fists. Suddenly everyone charged each other and some guy tried to tackle me. I escaped and tackled him and someone told me that if you get tackled you’re out. Throughout the remainder of the game, every time I tackled someone, someone else would charge me before I had time to move and I would get lower and tackle them. I was beginning to be concerned that I was tackling my own teammates. At least a few people tried to kick me before I tackled them. Shawn might have but it seems unlikely. All I know is that his leg was in the air and I tackled him from a standing position so he came down hard. As the game continued, it came down to me and two others. I grabbed one but hesitated. While we were all there not moving, I asked him what church he was from. He (actually it might have been a girl) wasn’t from Baltimore-First so I threw him down using just my arms. After I tackled the last person, I noticed everyone was gone. As it turns out, I had injured Shawn. I went out to the crowd of churches and saw people talking about his injuries. They called for a salute. I waited there for him to be marched out so I could apologize. Nat and Bryan were drumming. A group of uniformed Pathfinders were marching towards the exit. Then another group of people approached from another side and I thought he might be with them. Somehow I was rushed out of the gym. I sat in the entrance on a bench with Tanneese. We noticed that a large spider appeared when you step next to it. I thought it was some kind of illusion and attempted to make it disappear by stomping. It didn’t work. We noticed more of them and ran to the car. I ran past the car for some reason. A car behind me tried to run me over. I turned around and the car past me and parked next to our car. I wanted to go by my seat behind the driver and yell at the person in the car, who somehow was now in the seat behind the passenger seat, but the cars were too close together. I noticed Tesharia and Shoshana were in the car. I climbed in the other side and we left. The next thing I remember is some teacher or something analyzing some liquid that also happened to be on the ground where the spiders appeared. Somehow, it accidently sprayed on the wall behind him. Suddenly, some sound device caused vibrations on the wall in the center of the liquid. Fractured lines radiated out from that spot like cracks. In the center, the lines seemed to from the image of an insect, which then became real. The teacher decided to replicate this and sprayed the liquid in a flask. The insect appeared. He did something to agitate it more and another insect appeared. The first insect became a spider and ate the insect. The teacher then explained how the driver of the car had been using that liquid to kill people with poisonous spiders. As he explained, Tanneese and I saw images of her killing people. The last scene was of her wrapped in bandages. She killed her target and tore off the bandages and her wounds underneath healed. Then some guy walked up naked. I guess he was her accomplice. She put on his clothes but left his penis out and started sucking it. Then Tanneese asked me if I wanted us to do that.
Dream: The Infiltration
In the dream, I believe there was some kind of war going on and I was a soldier. The first thing I remember was standing on the roof of a building. The building reminded me a little of a castle. As I watched from the roof, a tornado came and winds stirred the water of a lake right in front of the building. The next thing I remember is being inside the building with a bunch of others my age. We were called in to a room by an elderly officer; there was another officer in the room as well. As we walked in, he complimented us on how convincingly we pretended to be black. From that I gathered that the war had something to do with racism. We were black double agents who infiltrated the white camp pretending to be white people disguised as black people in order to “infiltrate” the black camp. The officer said that our impersonations were so convincing that he had to test us to make sure that we were in fact white. I cannot remember what the tests were, I only remember that he asked me a question to which I had trouble answering. Throughout the tests, the officer misplaced his gun numerous times. He always made a number of comments implying a homosexual relationship with the other officer, though I had thought he was joking. At the end of the tests, he expressed his approval of us and made a homosexual comment directed at us to the disapproval of the other officer, revealing that they were indeed in a homosexual relationship. He sent us off to our mission but called me back to talk. He told me that I had given wrong answers to all the questions and that he knew I was black. He said he was going to kill me and went for his gun but his gun was not in the holster. I took the opportunity to run to the hallway. Making use of the fact that only that officer knew I was an enemy, I calmly walked past a group of females to the exit. I decided not to leave, however, because I knew that walking out alone would raise the suspicion of the guards patrolling outside. I walked back to where the other officer and my comrades would be coming out, waited for the hallway to clear, and waited, hiding behind a corner. As they came through the door, I spotted the officer and ran toward him, punching him in the face. My comrades kept walking as if oblivious while I finished beating the life out of the officer. I noticed white soldiers amongst my comrades and immediately doubted whether they were in fact my comrades. As I warily rejoined the group, however, I recognized every one of them as soldiers from my camp. Realizing that I was now safe, I raised my arms in triumph as we walked out of the building.
Saturday, January 2, 2016
Dream: Barking Tornado
I only remember one scene of the dream. I was in the house with Dad looking out the
window. The house was significantly
white and had little or no furniture with large windows. The view from the window was unnaturally
clear; there was no more than three trees.
I was watching the sky when a tall thin white tornado started to
form. Before it fully formed, I tried to
warn Dad. He had been talking and
continued on, walking around the house behind me. As it formed and began to move our way, I
asked Dad if we should take precaution but he started rambling about something
else. Just before the tornado reached
the house, I dropped to the floor for safety and Dad noticed and did so
too. As it hit, the bottom of the vortex
lifted from the ground and passed over the house. I got up as I realized that it had passed but
then it came back and took the roof off the house, however, it had no effect on
the inside of the house. Before the tornado
hit, I was inordinately terrified but after it passed the first time, the fear
passed completely.
Dream: Infidelity with Monica
The entire dream was set in a very dark milieu. There seemed to be something grand and
devastating going on behind the scene and everyone seemed depressed and
sometimes in anguish or angry. I myself
was particularly depressed. I believe something
terrible happened either to me or a group of us and I took it hard. I remember a scene, I think I had just
learned of the dreadful event. I walked
off by myself into the darkness. It
appeared that I was walking down a street.
There was a fog or mist that obscured a lot of the street. It eventually got so bad that I couldn’t see
anything so I turned back. Seeing my
state, Monica, who like everyone was rather depressed herself, tried to cheer
me up. Seeing her efforts, and her
sadness, I decided to not act so sour.
As we consoled each other we eventually held each other close and
started to make out. Our intimacy gradually
progressed, almost to the point of intercourse.
I am not entirely sure what prevented us but I know that it was her
call. Sometime later, we were at my
house hanging out, Monica, Tanneese and I.
It was at this point that I realized the gravity of our actions. I had a girlfriend and she had a boyfriend, although,
I had been so stimulated and aroused by our previous encounter that I set out
to have sex with her at all costs. I was
trying to convince Monica to stay the night at our place so I could make my
attempts. She said she needed something
to wear so I was looking through Tanneese’s clothes for something that might fi
her when I woke up. When I did, all I
could remember was the warm soft feeling of me holding her.
Dream: Troubling Circumstances
In the dream, Angel and I hung out very frequently over what
might have been a week. I believe we
went to a lot of clubs and parties, although, all my memories of us spending
time together were outside in the daytime.
As we continued to go out, our relationship grew ever more intimate to
the point where she told me that she wanted to be with me. Up to that point, I had been enjoying the
fact that we were becoming good friends as I had always wanted. In the back of my mind were always thoughts
of intimacy with her but I kept ignoring them.
I knew we couldn’t be together because I had a son and girlfriend and I
knew she knew that as well so I assumed there was np risk in us mingling. Somehow I knew this was coming, however, and
when it came, I was incredibly saddened that our friendship was now over. I told her it wasn’t possible and she yelled
and cried.
Sometime after, I was at a party with some friends. Someone sent me a video on my phone. When it started, there was Angel lying on the ground on her back as if dead. My first thought was that she had attempted suicide or was faking it to get back at me. I was a bit angry and disappointed at her. But then I realized that if Angel was lying there, who was recording this? I then thought of Kayanna but I then noticed her too lying on her back on a table next to her sister. Now I was afraid. As the camera panned around the room, there were only people motionless and without life. The came up close to Kayanna and I could see a bullet hole in her chest. The camera then turned to some girl with a gun talking to me. She was angry with me for some reason. I knew her in the dream but I have no idea who she was. After seeing the video, my friends and I drove around looking through all the clubs in the area searching for the girl. When we found the club, she was outside waiting for us with a shotgun. She began firing and some in the car were hit. I don’t know if there were any fatalities. She came right up to the car with her gun while I slid out of the passenger door and was taking cover by the front wheel of the car. She was taunting me to come out. I kicked my leg out as a feint and she fired. I ran out and grabbed the barrel of the gun just in time to divert the next shot. We then started wrestling for the gun. I started to kick her, stomping on her legs until they gave out and then stomped into her side. She was barely holding onto the gun when I pointed it to her thigh and pulled the trigger. Now having the gun all to myself, I aimed and fired right into her skull. As I dropped the gun, those who could went out to see who was still alive. The next thing I remember is standing outside watching Angel wail in anguish over Kayanna’s death. I wanted to comfort her, to hold her but I chose to keep my distance. I can’t remember if someone told me or if I just knew but Nat was among the dead.
Sometime after, I was at a party with some friends. Someone sent me a video on my phone. When it started, there was Angel lying on the ground on her back as if dead. My first thought was that she had attempted suicide or was faking it to get back at me. I was a bit angry and disappointed at her. But then I realized that if Angel was lying there, who was recording this? I then thought of Kayanna but I then noticed her too lying on her back on a table next to her sister. Now I was afraid. As the camera panned around the room, there were only people motionless and without life. The came up close to Kayanna and I could see a bullet hole in her chest. The camera then turned to some girl with a gun talking to me. She was angry with me for some reason. I knew her in the dream but I have no idea who she was. After seeing the video, my friends and I drove around looking through all the clubs in the area searching for the girl. When we found the club, she was outside waiting for us with a shotgun. She began firing and some in the car were hit. I don’t know if there were any fatalities. She came right up to the car with her gun while I slid out of the passenger door and was taking cover by the front wheel of the car. She was taunting me to come out. I kicked my leg out as a feint and she fired. I ran out and grabbed the barrel of the gun just in time to divert the next shot. We then started wrestling for the gun. I started to kick her, stomping on her legs until they gave out and then stomped into her side. She was barely holding onto the gun when I pointed it to her thigh and pulled the trigger. Now having the gun all to myself, I aimed and fired right into her skull. As I dropped the gun, those who could went out to see who was still alive. The next thing I remember is standing outside watching Angel wail in anguish over Kayanna’s death. I wanted to comfort her, to hold her but I chose to keep my distance. I can’t remember if someone told me or if I just knew but Nat was among the dead.
Note: Time Off
So. A lot of time has passed since my last post. Since my last post, I have had many dreams. Initially, I had trouble holding on to any of them which is why I did not post them. Then some time later, I was plagued with hundreds (and I am not exaggerating) of End of the World dreams. I still could not hold on to any of them but every time I woke up, the fragments I remembered told me that it was an End of the World dream. It was every night for months. I was becoming very worried. Then I had one that I did remember. It was the worst End of the World dream that I have ever had. It felt almost like a prophecy. It was so terrible that I decided not to post it and I will refrain to post it again now. For a long time afterwards, I still could not hold on to any of my dreams. Some of them were End of the World dreams but that trend eventually stopped. The first dream I did remember also had a terrible conclusion so I did not post it. I did, however, write it down because I always wanted to remember it. I remembered a number of dreams since then and wrote them all down in a physical dream journal. I will post them all now. They are "Troubling Circumstances" up to "Mother Lifa". I am now going to do my best to post all the dreams that I remember.
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