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- January 23, 2005
- Nathan was working with me, except we had a nuclear reactor in the building. The government workers overseeing the project of installation and safety wouldn't allow us to even look at it though. At times, the entire plant would shake as if a small earthquake were occurring. We could also see rail cars carrying either uranium logs or control rods to and fro from the building.
After work, we were standing in my mom's back yard, and decided to investigate the ditches by the railroad tracks. We soon found evidence of a huge paintball game that had been played there in a previous dream, as well as the remains of carniverous animals. We eventually stumbled upon one of the foxholes that had been a fort back in my elementary school days. This one had been expanded by some unknown person, and was now very deep and set into the ground at a forty-five degree angle.
Somehow, we feared an attack from the fascist government workers that were controlling the nuclear reactor, because they thought we knew too much about their program. We contemplated how to hide from them, and I considered the fox hole. However, I was reminded of All Quiet on the Western Front, when the main character was being shelled by allied artillery and hid out in a cemetery. The bombs blew a casket out of the ground, and he removed the corpse to hide inside from shrapnel.
I thought to myself that as much as I didn't want to be caught by the government, I certainly didn't want to share a hole with a corpse.
- January 16, 2005
- Kelly and I were laying in bed (in real life) trying to take a nap. I could hear the sound of waves (I have one of those pictures in my room that looks like its moving and makes sounds), as well as the dryer off in the background. This real-life setting is the setting my dream decided to take on.
I began dreaming that I was laying in bed with the aforementioned sounds occurring around me. In my dream, a phone rang. It was mom, wanting to know if I'd be over for supper. I told her I would, then hung up the phone. Kelly suggested we forego the rest of our nap, since it was almost time to get up anyways. I agreed. She climbed on top of me, and asked "Did you get enough sleep?"
"No," I replied rudely, alluding to the fact that she had kept me up (in real life) before I could get to sleep. As I was looking up at her, her face shifted into that of a demon's, with a huge contorted mouth full of teeth. I raised my arms to fight against the demon as it lunged down towards my neck.
Everything around me faded to black, and I began shaking uncontrollably with a seizure.
I woke up with a start, feeling as though I couldn't move. I was breathing in short, ragged gasps. As I became fully awake, I began to relate the dream to Kelly.
Then the phone rang.
It was mom... she wanted to know if I was coming over for dinner.
- January 3, 2005
- Bryan and I were at the bowling alley in Iroquois, except it was in a different location, very dingy, and didn't look anything like the real one. We were walking through the enormous gravel parking lot and saw a run down pickup truck with neon lights all over the side.
On the inside, Bryan and I were seemingly the only ones there. We looked over the dark and quiet arcade, trying to decide which of the games to play. We went into the next room, and started to play air hockey, but instead of a puck, we used a tiny orange ball. We soon found that this game was located in the middle of a family reunion, with a annoying black kids running around the table stealing the ball as we played, and annoying white kids sitting at a table near the game telling us how to play.
We realized this was a family reunion from Washington DC, and the kids belonged to some famous politician related to JFK. Thats when I woke up.
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grokkings
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Whenever I stop by Art's house, I ask his parents if "Arthur can come out and play?"
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