First and foremost, I've written about
my dreams many times on this online journal. And of course my pen and paper journals are FULL of my oneiric adventures. I could dedicate multiple days to going through my favorites and describing them in every detail, but I'll just have to wait for my journals to be published before the public can appreciate the inner workings of my mind. That, and I'll probably have to die first. That tends to make people famous...
Anyway, this is about our one weirdest dream, right? See, the problem with that is I remember my dreams fairly often, so a good number of them could be considered quite weird. Plus, I've never given much thought to which of the many I've had could possibly be the end-all 'weirdest.' So, I think I'll just tell you about one of my favorites, and I'll leave it up to you readers to tell me in a comment to this entry if you think it's weird or not. Oh yeah, one more thing before we get started. Typically, I don't respond to writer's block questions unless the topic is exceedingly interesting. So of course I would respond to one about dreams. Plus, I kind of have to make up for my missed writing opportunity last Sunday. So, I guess this is an act of penance on my part. But without further ado, here we go!
This whole dream was in first person, which is very rare and uncommon for me. It started with my brother and I in some kind of mechanized ancient temple or laboratory of sorts. This place felt thousands of years old despite its machines and technology. At the moment, he and I were studying some kind of unfamiliar technology we saw placed on a pedestal. Eventually, we concluded it to be Borg technology (yes, from Star Trek). We both reached out and touched it at the same time. Instantly, two beams of bright blue light shot out from the center of this mysterious object and enveloped our heads.
Startled, we yanked our hands back in fear and surprise. I have slightly faster reflexes, so I pulled my hand back slightly earlier than he did. And as a result, the beam of blue light that passed around my head stopped first followed immediately after by my brother's when he yanked his hand back as well. We didn't seem injured or damaged in any way, so we laughed it off and continued studying the different structures this place had to offer.
Partway through the exploration, I felt myself becoming wiser and experienced. I could sense a mysterious energy flowing through me. I wondered if my brother was feeling the same thing. As a result of this new found power, I felt the urge to form my hands in a circle: thumb touching thumb with their nails pointing upwards and index, middle, and ring fingers touching with their nails pointing to the floor. As soon as the circle was closed, a brilliant disc of energy began forming in the circle my thumbs and fingers made in the same blue color as that light that had shone on me earlier. The longer I held that position, the more energetically and violently this blue matter sparked and fizzled. It appeared to be charging or loading. I kept my fingers in that formation for a few seconds. When the blue circle stopped gaining intensity, I knew that this, whatever it was, had reached its maximum power. The arcing disc pulsated bright with electricity, or something, and I wondered what would happen next.
I turned in a random direction and pulled my thumbs apart ever so slightly. In a flash, the flat blue sparking disc bulged out into a sphere and zoomed away from me in a rush of intense speed and surreal sound. If I had to describe the sound I heard as it traveled, I would liken it to a row of plastic doors slamming in order down an empty hallway in an echo corridor. Then when this blue blaze of shocking energy finally collided with the wall on the other side of the room, it sounded like a severely distorted recording of a machine gun shooting a wall made of loosely packed rocks. Shrapnel and residual blue sparks flew in all directions after the impact.
At that moment, I noticed we were now in an industrial warehouse or machinery factory. I looked at my brother who had a hypnotized look of malice on his face. He steepled his hands and the same blue electric-like energy sparked and coalesced in between his palms as the substance wormed around his fingers. Then when his energy reached full power, he pivoted his hands open right towards me, giving me a split second to bend out of the way and notice that it was, indeed, just like my newly found power. "What the hell, man?!" I shouted to him. Ignoring me, he was already charging up another attack.
I knew I had to react, so I began charging up my attacks, too. But I felt that it took too long, so instead of one large circle with my two hands, I formed two smaller circles with one hand each- kind of like an 'OK' sign, but the middle, ring and pinky fingers curved the same way the index fingers did. These attacks, while weaker, charged much faster and allowed me to be more assertive in the little battle he and I had. For the next few minutes, we ran off of walls like in The Matrix, managed a good hit or two with our powers and pulled off some awesome dodge moves using handrails and whatnot.
Lastly, we found ourselves on a beach chasing after one another getting more tired with every attack. We called a truce and went our own ways to see what our powers were capable of aside from bodily injury. I approached the ocean and charged an attack to its full power. Just when a wave was about to hit me, I unleashed it. The sphere blitzed right through the wave, causing me to remain completely dry from the waist up. Cool. Then my brother and I met up at a sand dune and carved a hole in the sand with a few attacks, and then I woke up.
Certainly, some of you aren't going to think this is weird at all. At the same time, some of you will. Either way, please tell me what you think and here's to remembering more dreams in the future.
I want to play Kickball again.-
Bryan
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