The Hero With A Thousand Faces
The following if from June 6th, 2002, a LiveJournal entry. I had forgotten about this, and remembering now, it was the most frightening sequence of dreams I've ever had, out of several recurring dreams I've had in my life, and just simply one of the most frightening things that's ever happened to me. It's so strange, and there is obviously so much meaning for me in it, but I really can not sort it all out:
"It's a recurring dream:
Last year I had this dream where we were all in school, except where that wall is in the parking lot right outside by Doc's office, there were these huge Mayan ruins, and part of them was this like 12-feet tall Mayan looking soldier type thing made out of stone. While we were at school during the dream, he "woke up", I guess you could say, and started breaking things and killing a bunch of people. After a while, we had tanks and things at the school shooting at him, but nothing would kill him for some reason. I was gettin' pretty worried, because if he was invincible, he could kill the whole world. In another part of the ruins, I saw a sword embedded in the wall, and I thought that that might do the trick, so I took out this huge sword, and I guess I ran him through or something, but he died and everyone was happy.
Now tonight's dream. My family and I were at school, and all of a sudden these huge waves of water and wind and tremors in the earth kept rushing down the hallway that runs by the cafeteria all the way down to doors that enter the theatre. They started at those doors and stopped right in front of where my family was standing, which was that little area outside the theatre lobby (the one with the wood benches and the telephone, not the one outside), so we naturally got a little worried. My mom walked up to it and got thrown back by a huge wave of water, but she was okay. Now I'm not sure where in the dream this next part occured, but I think that it was right here. I just remember swimming across a lake, and it might've been a race, I don't remember. And my dad put a fake hornet's nest on a stick by where I had to get out of the lake, just to scare me. I got out, anyway. That might've been in the beginning of the dream, I don't remember. Anyway, it ended up with just me and all of the other kids in the school there, and I guess my family went home. I was trying to figure out where this whole mini-earthquake/mini-tidal waves/mini-hurricanes thing was coming from, when I guess all of a sudden the 12-foot stone guy showed up again. Now this time, for some reason, I knew about the sword, but I guess I was too scared to go and get it, or something. I told someone about the sword, and Mr. Crews (sp?) was going to go get it and kill the Mayan who now was killing people and breaking things. I guess he didn't end up going or something, because I don't think I saw him anymore. A bunch of people were trying to kill him again, but did not victor. All of a sudden, Susan Muyburgh and Amy Dawkins came in riding on top of these huge trucks with tanks on them that just said "CHEMICALS" on the side. For some reason, I think the chemicals were sort of spilling a little, and I think someone said something, worriedly. I told them it was just evaporation or something. Anyway, here's the craziest part. People started dousing what looked like giant english muffins, about a foot wide, with this chemical and hitting them over the school with tennis rackets to try and hit the giant Mayan. All this time I was hiding behind that wall that leads to the girl's bathroom door, because I guess I didn't want to deal with it this time. Anyway, apparently the english muffins worked, because, though I couldn't see the guy, stuff stopped breaking and people stopped dying. All of a sudden, all these party lights came on and we all started cheering. I was happy it was all over, so Michael Barnwell and I ran out into this little spotlight and threw our hands up and yelled in victory. That's right before I saw the Mayan guy again. He came through like a doorway or something. Everybody stopped partying and cheering, but the crazy lights were still on. He walked into a crowd of a bunch of people and said (I know this sounds weird, but this is what he said), "Has anyone ever heard of banana spread?" By this time I was hiding by the girl's bathroom again. He turned his head in my direction, so I guess he saw me and remembered me from last time. Then he said, "Make my baby into banana spread!" and he started walking towards me. Then I woke up, wide-eyed."
Along with my other things found in old entires were things like the time I heard my neighbor yell, "DON'T SQUIRT THE BABY!" and wanting to name my first-born son Amadeus Holden-Montag Clem.
"It's a recurring dream:
Last year I had this dream where we were all in school, except where that wall is in the parking lot right outside by Doc's office, there were these huge Mayan ruins, and part of them was this like 12-feet tall Mayan looking soldier type thing made out of stone. While we were at school during the dream, he "woke up", I guess you could say, and started breaking things and killing a bunch of people. After a while, we had tanks and things at the school shooting at him, but nothing would kill him for some reason. I was gettin' pretty worried, because if he was invincible, he could kill the whole world. In another part of the ruins, I saw a sword embedded in the wall, and I thought that that might do the trick, so I took out this huge sword, and I guess I ran him through or something, but he died and everyone was happy.
Now tonight's dream. My family and I were at school, and all of a sudden these huge waves of water and wind and tremors in the earth kept rushing down the hallway that runs by the cafeteria all the way down to doors that enter the theatre. They started at those doors and stopped right in front of where my family was standing, which was that little area outside the theatre lobby (the one with the wood benches and the telephone, not the one outside), so we naturally got a little worried. My mom walked up to it and got thrown back by a huge wave of water, but she was okay. Now I'm not sure where in the dream this next part occured, but I think that it was right here. I just remember swimming across a lake, and it might've been a race, I don't remember. And my dad put a fake hornet's nest on a stick by where I had to get out of the lake, just to scare me. I got out, anyway. That might've been in the beginning of the dream, I don't remember. Anyway, it ended up with just me and all of the other kids in the school there, and I guess my family went home. I was trying to figure out where this whole mini-earthquake/mini-tidal waves/mini-hurricanes thing was coming from, when I guess all of a sudden the 12-foot stone guy showed up again. Now this time, for some reason, I knew about the sword, but I guess I was too scared to go and get it, or something. I told someone about the sword, and Mr. Crews (sp?) was going to go get it and kill the Mayan who now was killing people and breaking things. I guess he didn't end up going or something, because I don't think I saw him anymore. A bunch of people were trying to kill him again, but did not victor. All of a sudden, Susan Muyburgh and Amy Dawkins came in riding on top of these huge trucks with tanks on them that just said "CHEMICALS" on the side. For some reason, I think the chemicals were sort of spilling a little, and I think someone said something, worriedly. I told them it was just evaporation or something. Anyway, here's the craziest part. People started dousing what looked like giant english muffins, about a foot wide, with this chemical and hitting them over the school with tennis rackets to try and hit the giant Mayan. All this time I was hiding behind that wall that leads to the girl's bathroom door, because I guess I didn't want to deal with it this time. Anyway, apparently the english muffins worked, because, though I couldn't see the guy, stuff stopped breaking and people stopped dying. All of a sudden, all these party lights came on and we all started cheering. I was happy it was all over, so Michael Barnwell and I ran out into this little spotlight and threw our hands up and yelled in victory. That's right before I saw the Mayan guy again. He came through like a doorway or something. Everybody stopped partying and cheering, but the crazy lights were still on. He walked into a crowd of a bunch of people and said (I know this sounds weird, but this is what he said), "Has anyone ever heard of banana spread?" By this time I was hiding by the girl's bathroom again. He turned his head in my direction, so I guess he saw me and remembered me from last time. Then he said, "Make my baby into banana spread!" and he started walking towards me. Then I woke up, wide-eyed."
Along with my other things found in old entires were things like the time I heard my neighbor yell, "DON'T SQUIRT THE BABY!" and wanting to name my first-born son Amadeus Holden-Montag Clem.