Sunday, July 14, 2013

Code name Ninja


Alright my bloggers that haven't been here in a while,

Last night my dream world was in a state of turmoil! The world was infested by the undead, but these undead were not mindless. They were calculating, clever, and intelligent beings that were fighting to takeover the world by converting everyone to the zombie state. However, I was a part of the defense for the human race, but no one knew it. There was a secret group of ordinary people who learned how to place a disguise of superheroes around our bodies while we control the disguise from the inside. (Kind of like how the soldiers control the robots in Pacific Rim and yes I did watch it and it was AWESOME!) my disguised superhero looked like a ninja from the outside. Just to be clear, I was like an anime awesome ninja with crazy body proportions and a ponytail that could cut glass with one swish. Some other disguised ordinaries looked like robots, half human half lion, master assassins, and half human half wolf. We all lived in an abandoned compound, which kind of made us poor because we lived in the homeless sectors where people made fires in barrels and constantly sold trinkets they found out of the trash. I have no idea why we lived there besides to keep our anonymity, but our house didn't have a roof and there were weeds growing out of the walls. It was a three story white house that once had a flat roof that would have looked modern had it not been utterly in ruin.

 We were a happy group of ordinary people and that's all that really mattered.

We were informed of a planned attack to hit a nearby mall and so we set off. We quietly switched on our disguises and set off. When we were in disguise mode we could see out of the disguise like a hologram surrounded us, but we didn't need any special suit or controls to be in our disguise we only used our minds to control it like it was our own body. We started towards the mall and informed people to go to their safe shelters for the impending attack. Our job was not to fight the zombies but to get the civilians to safe places within the mall. It all seemed very routine in the dream. My partner looked like Katherine Heigl in person but her superhero disguise looked like a rust bucket of a robot. We went through and secured people throughout the mall and sometimes people would argue with me, but all they needed to hear were the sounds of destruction getting closer and they complied with us. We also ran into a lot of really panicked crying messes of people, which we just picked up and placed into a safe area and hoped for the best. We left the mall completely secured and the zombie invasion averted.

On our way back to our shambled area, we came across some children playing in a field totally oblivious of the zombies that were about to charge through and kill them. I yelled at them to hop in the car which being completely oblivious to any danger just hopped in like climbing into car with strangers is cool. Oh by this time I had put my disguise away. I took them back to the homeless sector and let them run free in our house. That's when I woke up!

I thought you would enjoy this tidbit of a dream, it was a pretty fun one to remember!

Monday, January 28, 2013

Is this real life?

Hey all bloggers, who probably won't read this!

I know it's been a while, but recording my lengthy dreams on a daily or weekly basis is surprisingly time consuming. I don't have the time! I know it's a lame excuse, but whatever! I just wanted to post about how lately I feel like I'm living in two realities at once. Like my last post, I'm having trouble with dream and reality.

Which is which?

 I have a firm grasp on my waking life, but throughout the day my dreams try to fight their way to the surface. Just a moment ago, I was looking at a reading for class when all of a sudden images from my dreams just popped into my head. It was like I could see the reading and my dream in the same instance. It's hard to focus because I have two images in my head at once. I often have to grasp my head to focus my attention back on the actual physical part of my waking life and push the dream back. These aren't daydreams, but rather memories of my sleeping life.

I understand that for the most part dreams are a way for the mind to sort through daily activities and such. Which yes, my dreams definitely do that. For example, my car has been telling me I need to add washer fluid. In a dream I had recently, some old man replaced my washer fluid while I was stopped at a gas station. Last night, I was on my way home (waking life) and I needed to use my washer fluid. Then as I'm looking at the road the memory of this dream hits me so hard that I really thought it happened. It felt like someone was forcefully pushing the memory on me trying to convince me it was real. It took a surprising amount of time to realize that my washer fluid was still low. I wasn't completely convinced until I looked down and my car told me to fill my washer fluid.

My cousin worries about my dreaming, which worries me. There have been cases of people falling in the love with their dream world that they stay asleep, and basically put themselves in a comatose state. I don't want that to be me!

Sorry for the scared rant, but this has been getting worse.  I don't really know what to do about it!