However, last night they were just plain weird.
While I’m waiting for my design document to be routed for peer-review, I shall explain exactly why. Mainly because I’m bored, and I like starting a thread every now and again.
Okay, usually when I enter the dreaming portion of my sleep, I do so very gradually and comfortably. And, for the most part, I’m totally aware that I’m dreaming. I don’t know, I’ve always been this way. Nowadays, I drop into a world of my own creation, a smooth black plane of glass with two small onyx pillars in front of me picked out on a blood red sky. I’m not sure as to exactly why I find this comfortable but I do. I’m able to sit in peace for a moment before my actual dreaming begins. I usually see a soft white light between the pillars and feel as if I’m being pulled through. Then my dreams take hold of me, and are usually stories that have some goal that I have to acheive. I have suprising control of my dreams and am pretty much a demi-god in my own world. However, my subconcious, I think, likes to challenge me, and I don’t always achieve this goal, but it’s there and I’m relatively cognizant of it. Then, usually during the following days I see bits and pieces of these dreams played out, and I remember them. I’m not saying I’m a prophet or anything, I’m nowhere near that special, however, it happens, and to anyone that thinks this is just total BS, well, I know what I dream and you don’t.
Anyway, that’s enough background. Last night, and this is happening more often lately, I was just thrust forcibly into my dream state. My dream was strange to say the least. I dreamt that I was with some of you guys, and that we were trapped in one of those Mitsubishi mini-vans while an Army captain stood outside in the rain barking orders at us. And here’s the truly weird thing, when I say that I was with some of you guys, I mean, some of you guys as one person. Like some uber-doper with the collective personalities of a lot of you. Unfortunately, they were all so inter-mixed that I can’t tell you exactly which ones of you were there. Just that you were. This was so strange to me. Not to mention the fact that I’m Air Force, not Army, and the fact that all of you possessed the body of a small chinese girl with a very plain face. I’m still trying to make sense of it, to no avail. But, if I ever figure out exactly which ones of you were there, and I have a few ideas now, but nothing definite, I’ll tell you.
To any extent, this was a super long post and for that I apologize, but if I entertained your imagination for but a moment, I am pleased. Thanks for letting me share my odd dream with you, and feel free to share your own.
“No thoughts… No pain… We’ll go dreaming.”