Apr 10, 2008 01:00
Ok. Here it goes. Get ready. This is the offical version of my awesome fuckin dream.
So I exist. That is how the dream starts. I live in this city that resembles a mix between Midgar from FF7 and a city I have built in Sim City 4. I am currently working for a black guy (he's my boss), and I am on a mission. The entire first scene of the dream resembles the beginning of FF7, minus the train and Mako reactor. So I'm walking down the city street, and suddenly realize... I can fly. So I fly straight up, and then west. I get the fuck out of the city. So I'm flying through the countryside, passing other cities and stuff, and finally decide to land in this other City that sorta is like the city I live in, but is definitley from Sim City. So I land in this park that is just a big grass field, and there is a school about 4 or 5 stories high that is red brick. I decide to stop my flying because people might thing it is weird to fly, which it is.
So I walk inside the school, and almost immediately I start getting chased around by the security and police. I'm getting chased throughout the school, and then I decide to escape them by ducking into a bathroom. So I run to the other end of the bathroom and hide in the big handicapp stall at the end of the line of stalls. However, the stall doors are all fucked up, and are missing large sections of them. So I wait until they leave the hallway so I can escape, when I have to take a shit. Well, I'm in the bathroom so I do. In the middle of me pooping, two girls walk in the bathroom, but do not see me. So I finish up, and then decide that I'm just going to fly out of here, and leave. So I fly like a bullet out of the bathroom right into the police. So I fly all around the corridors and hallways, and finally get outside. I decide to go back on foot, and walk into a crowd of people, However a dectective that is Harvey Kitel runs into me, and tries to take me in. I escape somehow, and run into another crowd of people, and lose him. I then decide it is time to get the fuck out of this totalitarian city, and try to fly. I can't. I start freaking out, but then finally tell myself it's ok. I can fly, I just did it, and I can do it again, and no matter what the fuck just happened, I can do this shit. So I relax, take a deep breath, and then these white wings appear on my back (not angel wings, but like energy wings... as stupid as that sounds). I then take off straight up and head back east towards my home. As I'm flying I reach this other city in the middle, and I start to slowly decend. I freak out again, but then remember that all I gotta do is think I can do it, and it will happen without me thinking about it. During this time I hit the ground on my feet, and I am running at like the speed of sound in lieu of flying. However, there is this huge skyscraper in front of me, and if I dont start flying, I'm gonna run into this building. So I just relax, and jump straight up, and starting flying again. I fly over the skyscraper, and finally make it back to Midgar-like city where I live. I walk around, and my boss finds me, and he's like "Where the hell were you?" I was like "I was flying, I'll get the job done." Somewhere in this period and when I woke up my friend Michelle popped in the dream. I just remember her hair. And then I woke up, and was entirely confused, but amazed.
This is one of the most cognitive dreams I have had, and I don't know if it means anything, or if it is just a great little piece of fantasy I should write about.
Two things have happened today that befuddle me. I talked to some people about it, and I have a good idea of what I need to do: fuck it. If any of it was worth it, it would stay.
Neither have, yet. It might in the future, but I can't wait, nor should I.
I'm still waiting for her to come. Sooner or later, I'm gonna be done waitng.