So the opening scene of this dream was me in some sort of prison getting into an altercation with an armed guard, and me managing to grab his rifle and restrain him against a wall with the pressure applied on it... But with some weird sexual subtext.. He was a hot guard.
Next scene is me and some other inmates in the courtyard, where I learn that I'm a vampire and vampires and other dangerous human inmates are housed there, but us vampires are the enemies of all.
We all had these really cool blue eyes.
Then there was this huge water facility which me and some other vampires were overlooking and discussing how the water route could be an escape out.
Next scene - I'm walking through the prisons bar, yes an ACTUAL bar with a pool table and everything lol.
The bars deserted but someone comes up behind me, I turn around and its an old flame of mine. We strike some conversation about how we always bump into each other when we least expect it.
Next scene - me and some vampires making a break for it in some large trucks, but I'm struggling with mine and so this one vampire dude tells me to do something, but I'm like "I'm not strong enough to do that!" But he's like "Yes you are, you have strength remember!" So I try and it works and I'm like "oh yea!" .. Then we continue to make a get away...
I was really, really enjoying this dream but some sod woke me up for like the third time, and so that was the end of that.
Fucking cool dream. I'm gunna try and jump back into it tonight.
Reoccurring themes this last year: Internment, trucks and sex.
Last week I had dream a about Operation Gladio .. Then some weird fantasy one a couple of nights ago - but I forget the details, and this morning's dream was about Brigadier General James Joy and the Waco Massacre...So the other night I was dreaming about Edgar Hoover and the FBI..and the following night I dreampt about some gross and disturbing things.
I think the stuff I was reading about was the influence.
You handled it much better than I would have.All of my dreams are really weird.
I used to have horrible insomnia; I couldn't sleep at all. I would just lie in bed with my eyes closed, sort of pretending to sleep. But I would never actually fall asleep, and if I did it was just for an hour or so.
But when I did manage to fall asleep for a long time, I would have these crazy dreams. I remember most of them in detail.
There was one in particular that I've since named "The Nightmare"... Near the end of it, I was in my house (it was all broken down and had an extra wall in the hallway somehow) and I went into my room. There was this alien/monster in the wall next to my bed. This wall was closed and I couldn't see it, but I could hear it. It was doing somersaults, very slowly, and I could hear it dripping, clinking, making these horrible grinding metallic sounds, and sloshing like it was full of liquid. I left my room (in the dream still) and walked into the hallway, and in the extra wall, there was another one of the alien monsters. The wall was open and I could see it.. It didn't have any skin, or if it did it transparent. I could see its heart and lungs and veins, and with each breath the creature took, blood sort of oozed through it. I could hear dripping again, along with these horrible heaving breaths.
Then I woke up.
I was really freaked out because of the dream. I sat up, really short of breath and over all terrified. But then I realized that I could STILL HEAR THE MONSTER sounds coming from the wall right next to me! It was mainly the dripping, but there were some little metallic clicks too. The dripping was really loud, and I tried closing my eyes but it just got worse. It was terrifying.
I left my room, and walked down the hallway to the bathroom, and the sounds followed me down the entire hallway through the walls.
It finally stopped when I turned on the sink.
But yeah, that whole experience was super terrifying and I'm still partially convinced that I was visited by aliens.
Here, I'll 1-up you. :PI kicked a rectangular PVC pipe-like frame into a hockey goal, which also had a similar frame. The exact instant they touched, my phone went off.
This is so me in 2012... it took a while before I realised that, hey, the world actually does operate with all these strange coincidences/synchronicities. e.g. if someone mentions something to me that I had just been researching online, that doesn't mean that they've got me hacked, nor is it a meaningless coincidence - rather, it's testament to the fact that people are linked up on some sort of psychic level. The way things line up is quite spooky at times.This is the exact sort of thing that can lead people to be considered paranoid. When intuition says "X is going to happen," it's not acceptable for you or others to identify intuition or synchronicity for what they are, so that part gets skipped over in favor of your "rational" brain's explanation, which might be "because someone's watching me."
I recently had a dream with an image that looked much like this.