BlackSwan
April 9th, 2010, 01:17 PM
So I was going to post this somewhere else since it's a bit more casual of a dream, but I thought I would try and help boost some activity on this forum? Anyway, here is a dream I just had last night. It's the longest dream that I have been able to remember for quite a while now, and it strikes me as a bit odd. It also seems to be in two parts.
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For the first part, I remember being at my dorm hall (though the walls and lighting were much brighter than in reality). Everyone was drinking, partying, watching movies, and there was a lot of affection going around. This is all normal. However, I don’t usually partake in the usual drinking and partying that goes on (I’m too busy studying), I only have twice this year. In this dream, however, I was participating, but alone with one other person. He and I followed the group where ever, but always made a point to distinguish ourselves from them, and seem separated. This was the last normal seeming day, and it was coming to an end.
By the time it was dark, we went out to a liquor store that was owned and stocked by one brand that made every type of alcohol there was: it was called Red Rocket. (though I realize now that the logos and color schemes all reminded me of the restaurant Red Robin. The one closest recently closed down) One of my old friend’s mom from high school all of a sudden was posing as my male friend (mentioned earlier in the dream) and I called her/him Tommy. ( I don’t know anyone called Tommy.) When every one was checking out, I looked outside and it was raining, the sky was very dark purple, but things seemed green. It was as if the rain has a green tinge to it. Well, Tommy disappears as soon as we leave the store, and I get in the car with my original male friend (at least I think he was my friend, though it seemed to pass those boundaries), who does not have a name apparently. The night went on rather normally after that.
(This is what seems like a second part, but it really was a continuation)
In the morning I woke up in the future, very confused. Apparently the world had basically ended and we were living in an alternate dimension on a very small planet that was barely able to sustain life. Apparently they got me out of the world early so I didn’t have to remember everything that I went through during the fall of Earth. Apparently I fought very well? They wouldn’t let me remember, but they treated me with a certain level of respect and suspicion.
So, what apparently happened is that they had to let time play out so that I would live through it, fight, suffer, and whatever happened. But after that, they could go back in time, pick me up from right before all of this crazy stuff started happening, and bring me to after it was all over on another planet. Makes perfect sense right? It really didn’t to me. On top of that, they sent me to the very edge of this apocalypse (for lack of a better word, I had been trying to avoid it) to gather my belongings, see what was left of my family and previous life, but I had to return literally minutes before the end to ensure that I could stay in the future without any complications.
This is where the dream becomes really fun. Next thing I know, I’m leaving this apartment that I’m not familiar with at all (but apparently my family lives together there as of “recently” in that time period.) My dad is leaving in this car to find answers, and I have to go with him. We’re leaving the city (near the west coast) that I just recently moved from and driving East. We’re driving for hours and hours. It does nothing but rain and hail. It’s still a green tinge outside, but with more grey now. My dad and I, who usually fight over the radio, have settled on the one music we have in common: Opera. So to add to all of this, we’re blasting opera in my dad’s old car that in real life he sold when I was about 9 years old.
Several hours later, my friend from high school calls me and says that it’s not there anymore. I have no idea what he is talking about, but I play along. Though, I ask him where my dad and I were driving. My friend replies with a name I can’t really remember, I want to say it was something like Dayton Beach? I know it began with a D, and it was on the tip of the east coast. How we made it over there so soon, I have no idea. Point is, I tell my Dad to drive around and turn back. So we do. He’s very angry at this point though.
When I return home, my mysterious male friend with no name is there again. Only now, he looks incredibly distraught, wet, grimy, and everything you would expect from someone who is recently homeless but has gotten in a few minor quarrels with some shady people. He takes me aside so we can talk alone. Now I don’t remember most of this conversation, but he tells me that I have to hurry and there’s not much time left. But the best solution for me, at this point, is to shift into a cat. At this point, it’s hailing outside, really windy, and everything just is desolate.
The next morning, I wake up. Everything is bright, light, and white. Instead of a ratty, dark, sketchy apartment; I’m now in a very bright, modern architecture, and way too clean. I remember there being no electronics in the house. There was no tv, no phones, no computers, no lighting, no alarms, nothing. I can’t remember if there were windows or not, but everything as I mentioned was very bright none the less. If there were windows, everything outside was very white as well.
Everyone’s rooms were perfectly put together (there were about 5 bedrooms) but no one was there except for my sister. Almost everyone in the city (where ever it was) was gone. My room however, was a mess. My bed on the floor, everything rummaged through. I was standing in my room, looking at old photos of when life was apparently normal when my sister walked in and said “You have five minutes.” At this point, earth quake tremors started occurring. They were very minor though. I didn’t have a bag to put my stuff in, so I took a queen bed sized blanket (one that I own in real life) and put it on the floor, threw what I wanted to keep in there, and tied up the blanket like a sack to carry it over my shoulder. All the furniture that was in my room was stuff that I’ve actually owned, but it was white even if in reality it was any other color. All the objects are things that I own, but they were in full color and were normal.
At this point the tremors were becoming what was equivalent to between 3.0-4.0 ratings. All I remember is putting the sack over my shoulder, looking at something very sadly, and then having to turn my back on everything and walk into this dark grey room. In this room was a big blue sphere, like an aquamarine gem colored blue, translucent and shimmering of light. I remember the feeling or image of a grey cat as I walked through the sphere and it shrunk down from being around me to being inside of me, dissolving me. And everything was gone.
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Sorry that was so long!
On a side note, I avoid watching apocalyptical movies involving just our earth and weather. I can do anything but that and romantic comedies. Zombies and viruses are fine, but if there's weather storms involving our destruction, I close my eyes for the previews. Also, in my dreams, i'm usually fighting in some manner or another. I'm always the same character, she's slightly different than me, but we do have quite a few similarities most of the time.
I'm not really asking anything about this dream. It's mostly for you to look at, but if you have anything to comment on, anything at all really, I would love to hear it! I haven't even begun to try and understand this dream.
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For the first part, I remember being at my dorm hall (though the walls and lighting were much brighter than in reality). Everyone was drinking, partying, watching movies, and there was a lot of affection going around. This is all normal. However, I don’t usually partake in the usual drinking and partying that goes on (I’m too busy studying), I only have twice this year. In this dream, however, I was participating, but alone with one other person. He and I followed the group where ever, but always made a point to distinguish ourselves from them, and seem separated. This was the last normal seeming day, and it was coming to an end.
By the time it was dark, we went out to a liquor store that was owned and stocked by one brand that made every type of alcohol there was: it was called Red Rocket. (though I realize now that the logos and color schemes all reminded me of the restaurant Red Robin. The one closest recently closed down) One of my old friend’s mom from high school all of a sudden was posing as my male friend (mentioned earlier in the dream) and I called her/him Tommy. ( I don’t know anyone called Tommy.) When every one was checking out, I looked outside and it was raining, the sky was very dark purple, but things seemed green. It was as if the rain has a green tinge to it. Well, Tommy disappears as soon as we leave the store, and I get in the car with my original male friend (at least I think he was my friend, though it seemed to pass those boundaries), who does not have a name apparently. The night went on rather normally after that.
(This is what seems like a second part, but it really was a continuation)
In the morning I woke up in the future, very confused. Apparently the world had basically ended and we were living in an alternate dimension on a very small planet that was barely able to sustain life. Apparently they got me out of the world early so I didn’t have to remember everything that I went through during the fall of Earth. Apparently I fought very well? They wouldn’t let me remember, but they treated me with a certain level of respect and suspicion.
So, what apparently happened is that they had to let time play out so that I would live through it, fight, suffer, and whatever happened. But after that, they could go back in time, pick me up from right before all of this crazy stuff started happening, and bring me to after it was all over on another planet. Makes perfect sense right? It really didn’t to me. On top of that, they sent me to the very edge of this apocalypse (for lack of a better word, I had been trying to avoid it) to gather my belongings, see what was left of my family and previous life, but I had to return literally minutes before the end to ensure that I could stay in the future without any complications.
This is where the dream becomes really fun. Next thing I know, I’m leaving this apartment that I’m not familiar with at all (but apparently my family lives together there as of “recently” in that time period.) My dad is leaving in this car to find answers, and I have to go with him. We’re leaving the city (near the west coast) that I just recently moved from and driving East. We’re driving for hours and hours. It does nothing but rain and hail. It’s still a green tinge outside, but with more grey now. My dad and I, who usually fight over the radio, have settled on the one music we have in common: Opera. So to add to all of this, we’re blasting opera in my dad’s old car that in real life he sold when I was about 9 years old.
Several hours later, my friend from high school calls me and says that it’s not there anymore. I have no idea what he is talking about, but I play along. Though, I ask him where my dad and I were driving. My friend replies with a name I can’t really remember, I want to say it was something like Dayton Beach? I know it began with a D, and it was on the tip of the east coast. How we made it over there so soon, I have no idea. Point is, I tell my Dad to drive around and turn back. So we do. He’s very angry at this point though.
When I return home, my mysterious male friend with no name is there again. Only now, he looks incredibly distraught, wet, grimy, and everything you would expect from someone who is recently homeless but has gotten in a few minor quarrels with some shady people. He takes me aside so we can talk alone. Now I don’t remember most of this conversation, but he tells me that I have to hurry and there’s not much time left. But the best solution for me, at this point, is to shift into a cat. At this point, it’s hailing outside, really windy, and everything just is desolate.
The next morning, I wake up. Everything is bright, light, and white. Instead of a ratty, dark, sketchy apartment; I’m now in a very bright, modern architecture, and way too clean. I remember there being no electronics in the house. There was no tv, no phones, no computers, no lighting, no alarms, nothing. I can’t remember if there were windows or not, but everything as I mentioned was very bright none the less. If there were windows, everything outside was very white as well.
Everyone’s rooms were perfectly put together (there were about 5 bedrooms) but no one was there except for my sister. Almost everyone in the city (where ever it was) was gone. My room however, was a mess. My bed on the floor, everything rummaged through. I was standing in my room, looking at old photos of when life was apparently normal when my sister walked in and said “You have five minutes.” At this point, earth quake tremors started occurring. They were very minor though. I didn’t have a bag to put my stuff in, so I took a queen bed sized blanket (one that I own in real life) and put it on the floor, threw what I wanted to keep in there, and tied up the blanket like a sack to carry it over my shoulder. All the furniture that was in my room was stuff that I’ve actually owned, but it was white even if in reality it was any other color. All the objects are things that I own, but they were in full color and were normal.
At this point the tremors were becoming what was equivalent to between 3.0-4.0 ratings. All I remember is putting the sack over my shoulder, looking at something very sadly, and then having to turn my back on everything and walk into this dark grey room. In this room was a big blue sphere, like an aquamarine gem colored blue, translucent and shimmering of light. I remember the feeling or image of a grey cat as I walked through the sphere and it shrunk down from being around me to being inside of me, dissolving me. And everything was gone.
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Sorry that was so long!
On a side note, I avoid watching apocalyptical movies involving just our earth and weather. I can do anything but that and romantic comedies. Zombies and viruses are fine, but if there's weather storms involving our destruction, I close my eyes for the previews. Also, in my dreams, i'm usually fighting in some manner or another. I'm always the same character, she's slightly different than me, but we do have quite a few similarities most of the time.
I'm not really asking anything about this dream. It's mostly for you to look at, but if you have anything to comment on, anything at all really, I would love to hear it! I haven't even begun to try and understand this dream.