- Apr 12, 2012
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[MENTION=18465]renano[/MENTION] ; I hope you are starting to wake up too your dreams....
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I've had two dreams lately....
1st one was a bit random weird one though. I think... I'll share this one now..
It was quite...or it had some heavy, dire undertones in it.
It started like a game, there where two teams, we where standing on ice, and there seemed to be a great and wide crevasse in between....the sky was somewhat dark..I could see the stars above twinkling...
The surroundings where urban. There was a urban area around this exalted area of ice. It looked like the place of ice was almost like a arena.
The other on my team started to "burrow" into the ice. I had to do the same thing in order to take cover or something. Funny thing is in order to "melt" ourselves down, we would just kind of move our feet and fill the gape in the ice with warm milk...and we would start to sink deeper into the ice. There was no pouring of milk. It was just there, and seemed to appear when we moved our feet in order to go deeper.
This part of the dream is a bit hazy right at this particular stage. But after what seems like faint memories of burrowing down into giant ice caves filled with warm milk, I am remembering the later stages of the dream. I have somehow gotten over to the other side of the crevasse, and I now find myself on the opposite teams side. At the top of the ice, the same place they started, and the same place I myself started on the opposite side,m before I had to melt my way trough the ice and navigate to the other side. And I got a sniper rifle now. I was just thinking it could have been a scoped remington 700, or maybe even a psg-1... One guy is behind me...I am hesitant for just a short bit, he has a large wooden plank in his hand, I'm not exactly sure I remember what transpired in details...but I shoot him in the side and he falls down the whole that was behind him that he climbed up from. He's not dead, he comes back up with the plank again, this time..I make sure, and aim straight at him, in his chest...he won't come climbing up agian this time, I know. I suddenly switch to 3rd person view of the falling guy as he plummets down the icy hole and enters the larger subterrainian hollow ice caves and falls into the waters in them...the waters are filled with cats. They flock towards him like as if they where piranhas. They are not normal, they have giant steel jaws, and giant abnormal claws...I think they tear him apart and eat him...
I then see all the cats braking loose, coming up out of the openings in the ice and they all run into the city/urban living area around...its a lot darker I think then it was in the beginning. The stars shines ever more brightly, but the earth looks dark and cold, and desolate.
I turn my attention again on my opponents...on the other side where I started. They all seem to be gathered there. There are openings in the ice below the top which I can see them trough, trough my sniper rifles scope. They seem to just be sitting around, conversing, smiling perhaps even. They aren't fighting anymore.... But the game isn't over ! No one told me that the game had ended. So I don't get it...I pick some of them off. Shoot one of them in the back right in the spinal cord, I think he was sitting down. I see confusion, I don't think they know where the shot came from so they don't get which angle to hide from perhaps. I think I shot about 2 more. I then seem to zoom in on one of them with my scope real close so the face fill the whole view. I recognize the face...These are some of my old classmates... Flashes flash before my eyes, memories of smiles, and laughter, (or did I actually see him smile and look happy trough my scope...) I can even see his freckles trough my scope. I take the shot. But why where they all together...I think even some of the ppl from my own team is there, I might already have shoot some of them. As if the game is over, and I'm the only one who doesn't know it, but am still going, killing them all, picking them off one by one. No one told me the game was over, why should I stop. They run around, not knowing where to hide. I know some of them I could not get, now comes the difficult part, I'm going to have to navigate back to that side again, and get those that remain up close, and I don't have a gun, only my sniper rifle, and its them against me (think maybe there where 3 or 4 left). So I must be careful and weary of my next actions from now on.
Dream Ends.....
My second dream was..umhy it was today infact.
Was a lot more deeper, emotional and meaningful. It even included someone from here. Though it was a lot longer, and I only remember small parts.
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I've had two dreams lately....
1st one was a bit random weird one though. I think... I'll share this one now..
It was quite...or it had some heavy, dire undertones in it.
The surroundings where urban. There was a urban area around this exalted area of ice. It looked like the place of ice was almost like a arena.
The other on my team started to "burrow" into the ice. I had to do the same thing in order to take cover or something. Funny thing is in order to "melt" ourselves down, we would just kind of move our feet and fill the gape in the ice with warm milk...and we would start to sink deeper into the ice. There was no pouring of milk. It was just there, and seemed to appear when we moved our feet in order to go deeper.
This part of the dream is a bit hazy right at this particular stage. But after what seems like faint memories of burrowing down into giant ice caves filled with warm milk, I am remembering the later stages of the dream. I have somehow gotten over to the other side of the crevasse, and I now find myself on the opposite teams side. At the top of the ice, the same place they started, and the same place I myself started on the opposite side,m before I had to melt my way trough the ice and navigate to the other side. And I got a sniper rifle now. I was just thinking it could have been a scoped remington 700, or maybe even a psg-1... One guy is behind me...I am hesitant for just a short bit, he has a large wooden plank in his hand, I'm not exactly sure I remember what transpired in details...but I shoot him in the side and he falls down the whole that was behind him that he climbed up from. He's not dead, he comes back up with the plank again, this time..I make sure, and aim straight at him, in his chest...he won't come climbing up agian this time, I know. I suddenly switch to 3rd person view of the falling guy as he plummets down the icy hole and enters the larger subterrainian hollow ice caves and falls into the waters in them...the waters are filled with cats. They flock towards him like as if they where piranhas. They are not normal, they have giant steel jaws, and giant abnormal claws...I think they tear him apart and eat him...
I then see all the cats braking loose, coming up out of the openings in the ice and they all run into the city/urban living area around...its a lot darker I think then it was in the beginning. The stars shines ever more brightly, but the earth looks dark and cold, and desolate.
I turn my attention again on my opponents...on the other side where I started. They all seem to be gathered there. There are openings in the ice below the top which I can see them trough, trough my sniper rifles scope. They seem to just be sitting around, conversing, smiling perhaps even. They aren't fighting anymore.... But the game isn't over ! No one told me that the game had ended. So I don't get it...I pick some of them off. Shoot one of them in the back right in the spinal cord, I think he was sitting down. I see confusion, I don't think they know where the shot came from so they don't get which angle to hide from perhaps. I think I shot about 2 more. I then seem to zoom in on one of them with my scope real close so the face fill the whole view. I recognize the face...These are some of my old classmates... Flashes flash before my eyes, memories of smiles, and laughter, (or did I actually see him smile and look happy trough my scope...) I can even see his freckles trough my scope. I take the shot. But why where they all together...I think even some of the ppl from my own team is there, I might already have shoot some of them. As if the game is over, and I'm the only one who doesn't know it, but am still going, killing them all, picking them off one by one. No one told me the game was over, why should I stop. They run around, not knowing where to hide. I know some of them I could not get, now comes the difficult part, I'm going to have to navigate back to that side again, and get those that remain up close, and I don't have a gun, only my sniper rifle, and its them against me (think maybe there where 3 or 4 left). So I must be careful and weary of my next actions from now on.
Dream Ends.....
My second dream was..umhy it was today infact.
Was a lot more deeper, emotional and meaningful. It even included someone from here. Though it was a lot longer, and I only remember small parts.
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