Lucidity (Wasted?), good recall: Kyle Came Back
This one is for the night of 02/01/2011.
This is the first dream that I can remember that had someone other than myself as the centre of attention.
The first thing that I remember is that I was having some kind of party at my house, and people were arriving. While there were others there, to the point that it was crowded, the one that stood out was Jacob Sage. He was wearing shorts and a large red T shirt here. It was somewhat bright and warm at this time, so I would guess that it was early on a summer evening when he got out of his van and came up to the door. It should also be noted that I was my real self here, as opposed to the usual dream representation. I walked up to the door and opened it for Jake, greeting him as he came in, and looking back to the door for a second. getting out of an SUV where Jacob's car had been was one Kyle Perryman. I turned to Jacob and got his attention, saying, "Well, look who it is! Kyle is back." Jacob turned around and dropped his bag, as he has been carrying a red one up until this point, and stared at him in awe for a moment, looking for a reaction on his face. He smiled and said, "Hey, guys." Jake greeted him with, "Hey! Long time no see," and I with, "Ah, man. It has been such a long time. Where have you been?" And he responded, "Yeah, it has. I have been really busy lately, sorry." I am not so sure about the last part, but that was the gist of it.
I felt rather awkward here, and was not sure how to react to his presence. He had short hair here, and I could hear the voices perfectly well in this one. So, I realized that this was too good to be true and questioned whether or not I was dreaming. I recall being on my bed then, so I was half awake, and I was saying to myself, "This had better not be a dream." Wanting it to be real, I went back under, and found myself in the middle of the house with Jacob. He was walking towards the glass door, and through it I could see Kyle standing facing away from me on the porch, looking as at home in his skin as ever. Not sure who it was, and feeling very tired, as I had been before bed, I saw him start talking with Jacob and quickly went outside to join them. They immediately stopped talking because of this, and Kyle jokingly said, "You just had to join in on our conversation, didn't you?" Embarrassed, and not wanting to look as nervous as I was, I tried to explain; "Yeah, I was not sure who that was from behind. Sorry; I am really tired (I did not not get any sleep last night), so my memory is failing me. I forgot that you were here." He said that it was fine, and we moved on, with him giving comments while we looked out at the beautiful landscape. It was getting darker now, and you could not see any sunlight over over the horizon any more.
I found myself wanting to catch up, and I thought of the foremost and most important difference that might change things between us; that being my beliefs. We started talking about something, and I somehow worked in that I was now an agnostic. I said, "Well, yeah, I am an agnostic now." This felt very strange, and I did not want to be so direct about it, so I worried about what he might think. He replied with, "Well, that's cool. It just stopped being enough for me after a while," or something like that. Wanting to explain myself so that I would look like I had a point for saying this, I said, "Same. I just couldn't deal with the contradiction in God's existence after finding it," or some variation of that. I imagine that this was kind of how I envisioned our meeting again in reality, because when he renounced the faith all those years ago, I saw it as the reason for his moving away from me. Ah, how clingy I am, even now. Ahaha...
Well, anyway, he seemed interested in this last point and asked, "And what contradiction is that?" Jacob did not seem overly comfortable with the topic, being the Christian that he was, and so he kind of faded out of my vision, though he was still there in a conceptual sense. I continued, "Yeah, you know. The contradiction with God's... something... Ah..." I was dead on my feet, and could not make out the words that I was trying to think of. It was like thinking through syrup. He could tell that I was dead on my feet, and said, "Just get some sleep, man. You obviously need it." I replied, "Yeah, I know, but... It has been so long since we hung out together, and I would hate to miss it because I was sleeping. Oh, yeah. The contradiction is with the existence of an all-loving and all-powerful God in a world with suffering." My speech was very slow and uneven on the second part, but it came out well enough for what I had intended. I remember Kyle smiling at this point, but that is all before the dream fades out into another part.
Now we were all out a bit from the porch, with several people from the party scattered throughout the yard and two or three on the trampoline to the right of the porch at the edge of yard. We were facing this way, along with several other people throughout the area. It was a bit darker out now, but still a bit lighter than just moonlight, and we could see the clouds off in the distance over the trampoline and the trees behind it. Kyle and I were standing next to each other near the walkway in front of the porch, and my mother was closer to the clouds ahead of us. She pointed to them, and we saw some lightening of some kind coming out of them, though it was not the traditional white or blue that you might see in reality. It was more of a greenish colour here. After a few more bolts, Kyle pulled out a toy gun that looked like it might fire death or stun rays of some kind and pointed it at the clouds. He aimed a bit above one of them and let off a shot, which fired a small missile of some kind that left a slowly spiralling trail of smoke in its path on its way to the cloud on the right of the group of three to five that had been giving off bolts. It reached it in seconds and exploded at the centre of it., lighting it up with a green light and turning into a firework before fading away, and bringing the cloud along with it. The cloud was not as solid now, and you could see that it was ready to dissipate at any moment, so the attack had been effective, whatever it was. He fired off two more shots like this before the fourth sputtered out and would not fly even half of the distance there before falling to the ground. He fired two more before giving up on it. "Damn it. It won't work any more." Defeated, he put the gun down and we watched the one three that he had fired on the ground explode before the dream faded out completely. That is all.
I got an email back from him the day after having this. The first contact in four years. A strange coincidence, I think...
This is the first dream that I can remember that had someone other than myself as the centre of attention.
The first thing that I remember is that I was having some kind of party at my house, and people were arriving. While there were others there, to the point that it was crowded, the one that stood out was Jacob Sage. He was wearing shorts and a large red T shirt here. It was somewhat bright and warm at this time, so I would guess that it was early on a summer evening when he got out of his van and came up to the door. It should also be noted that I was my real self here, as opposed to the usual dream representation. I walked up to the door and opened it for Jake, greeting him as he came in, and looking back to the door for a second. getting out of an SUV where Jacob's car had been was one Kyle Perryman. I turned to Jacob and got his attention, saying, "Well, look who it is! Kyle is back." Jacob turned around and dropped his bag, as he has been carrying a red one up until this point, and stared at him in awe for a moment, looking for a reaction on his face. He smiled and said, "Hey, guys." Jake greeted him with, "Hey! Long time no see," and I with, "Ah, man. It has been such a long time. Where have you been?" And he responded, "Yeah, it has. I have been really busy lately, sorry." I am not so sure about the last part, but that was the gist of it.
I felt rather awkward here, and was not sure how to react to his presence. He had short hair here, and I could hear the voices perfectly well in this one. So, I realized that this was too good to be true and questioned whether or not I was dreaming. I recall being on my bed then, so I was half awake, and I was saying to myself, "This had better not be a dream." Wanting it to be real, I went back under, and found myself in the middle of the house with Jacob. He was walking towards the glass door, and through it I could see Kyle standing facing away from me on the porch, looking as at home in his skin as ever. Not sure who it was, and feeling very tired, as I had been before bed, I saw him start talking with Jacob and quickly went outside to join them. They immediately stopped talking because of this, and Kyle jokingly said, "You just had to join in on our conversation, didn't you?" Embarrassed, and not wanting to look as nervous as I was, I tried to explain; "Yeah, I was not sure who that was from behind. Sorry; I am really tired (I did not not get any sleep last night), so my memory is failing me. I forgot that you were here." He said that it was fine, and we moved on, with him giving comments while we looked out at the beautiful landscape. It was getting darker now, and you could not see any sunlight over over the horizon any more.
I found myself wanting to catch up, and I thought of the foremost and most important difference that might change things between us; that being my beliefs. We started talking about something, and I somehow worked in that I was now an agnostic. I said, "Well, yeah, I am an agnostic now." This felt very strange, and I did not want to be so direct about it, so I worried about what he might think. He replied with, "Well, that's cool. It just stopped being enough for me after a while," or something like that. Wanting to explain myself so that I would look like I had a point for saying this, I said, "Same. I just couldn't deal with the contradiction in God's existence after finding it," or some variation of that. I imagine that this was kind of how I envisioned our meeting again in reality, because when he renounced the faith all those years ago, I saw it as the reason for his moving away from me. Ah, how clingy I am, even now. Ahaha...
Well, anyway, he seemed interested in this last point and asked, "And what contradiction is that?" Jacob did not seem overly comfortable with the topic, being the Christian that he was, and so he kind of faded out of my vision, though he was still there in a conceptual sense. I continued, "Yeah, you know. The contradiction with God's... something... Ah..." I was dead on my feet, and could not make out the words that I was trying to think of. It was like thinking through syrup. He could tell that I was dead on my feet, and said, "Just get some sleep, man. You obviously need it." I replied, "Yeah, I know, but... It has been so long since we hung out together, and I would hate to miss it because I was sleeping. Oh, yeah. The contradiction is with the existence of an all-loving and all-powerful God in a world with suffering." My speech was very slow and uneven on the second part, but it came out well enough for what I had intended. I remember Kyle smiling at this point, but that is all before the dream fades out into another part.
Now we were all out a bit from the porch, with several people from the party scattered throughout the yard and two or three on the trampoline to the right of the porch at the edge of yard. We were facing this way, along with several other people throughout the area. It was a bit darker out now, but still a bit lighter than just moonlight, and we could see the clouds off in the distance over the trampoline and the trees behind it. Kyle and I were standing next to each other near the walkway in front of the porch, and my mother was closer to the clouds ahead of us. She pointed to them, and we saw some lightening of some kind coming out of them, though it was not the traditional white or blue that you might see in reality. It was more of a greenish colour here. After a few more bolts, Kyle pulled out a toy gun that looked like it might fire death or stun rays of some kind and pointed it at the clouds. He aimed a bit above one of them and let off a shot, which fired a small missile of some kind that left a slowly spiralling trail of smoke in its path on its way to the cloud on the right of the group of three to five that had been giving off bolts. It reached it in seconds and exploded at the centre of it., lighting it up with a green light and turning into a firework before fading away, and bringing the cloud along with it. The cloud was not as solid now, and you could see that it was ready to dissipate at any moment, so the attack had been effective, whatever it was. He fired off two more shots like this before the fourth sputtered out and would not fly even half of the distance there before falling to the ground. He fired two more before giving up on it. "Damn it. It won't work any more." Defeated, he put the gun down and we watched the one three that he had fired on the ground explode before the dream faded out completely. That is all.
I got an email back from him the day after having this. The first contact in four years. A strange coincidence, I think...