The crying cliffs
strange dream last night.
A High cliff wall, 500 or so feet tall but completely straight up and down. Spanned for miles in either direction. Ocean below with a small shore at the base of the cliffs. All this inside what either was a starless night, or a stadium or arena of some sort. A war was going on. Between the U.S. and Korea. The US held the top of the cliff and the Koreans were trying to...break down the cliff? On a ledge or perhaps stands above and to the right of the cliffs sticking out of the wall, yes the wall that the cliff connected to on this side. My girlfriend and I were sitting watching the battle. We saw a amphibious troop transport come out from under the water and drive straight into the cliff. Bounced off and returned to the water. This all had the feel as if we were watching the war. We laughed at the Korean's incompetence and inability to fight. Just then a Korean soldier aimed a bazooka at us and fired. I thought , "Oh God I dont want Rachel to die." The bazooka shell hit the wall far to the left of us. He fired another and this one hit and exploded right next to my head. After the smoke cleared I realized i wasnt dead and she was ok just staring at me. The right side of my head felt numb so i figured she was staring cuz half of it was gone...I could move just fine so I jumped down, from the ledge that must have been 600 feet in the air. I landed on the beach and ran to the soldier who shot at us. He had turned around and as I got closer I ralized it was a child. I either snapped his neck or just simply took his automatic weapon, I dont remember him being in the rest of the dream. I turned towards the ocean and instead of an Ocean there were benchs like at a church, spanning farther than I could see and in them sat the Koreans. So I fired at a couple and spilled there blood before I realized they were not fighting back. They all just looked at me, then past me. An American soldier began speaking, his voive coming out of speakers...somewhere. So I sat down, among the koreans and listened. I dont remember what he was saying but I got the feeling it was some sort of like USO show or something and I just wondered when the koreans will decide I should die. After the show concluded I ran to the cliff and a door opened into what looked like backstage at a concert and found Rachel. I asked what was going on and she said nothing. Apparently she was just there for her looks. I looked in a mirror and my face on the right side was just a little red, like I had been sleeping against a hard surface on my right side. I was perplexed.
Still am. I wonder what it was about, what it means. They say dreams mean something....but what? I like to think it is some sort of way for our subconscious to tell us something, and not just a random collection of thoughts or event s that happend in the day. Perhaps in our dreams our souls speak. I guess that is why I havent had any nightmares in a very long time.
A High cliff wall, 500 or so feet tall but completely straight up and down. Spanned for miles in either direction. Ocean below with a small shore at the base of the cliffs. All this inside what either was a starless night, or a stadium or arena of some sort. A war was going on. Between the U.S. and Korea. The US held the top of the cliff and the Koreans were trying to...break down the cliff? On a ledge or perhaps stands above and to the right of the cliffs sticking out of the wall, yes the wall that the cliff connected to on this side. My girlfriend and I were sitting watching the battle. We saw a amphibious troop transport come out from under the water and drive straight into the cliff. Bounced off and returned to the water. This all had the feel as if we were watching the war. We laughed at the Korean's incompetence and inability to fight. Just then a Korean soldier aimed a bazooka at us and fired. I thought , "Oh God I dont want Rachel to die." The bazooka shell hit the wall far to the left of us. He fired another and this one hit and exploded right next to my head. After the smoke cleared I realized i wasnt dead and she was ok just staring at me. The right side of my head felt numb so i figured she was staring cuz half of it was gone...I could move just fine so I jumped down, from the ledge that must have been 600 feet in the air. I landed on the beach and ran to the soldier who shot at us. He had turned around and as I got closer I ralized it was a child. I either snapped his neck or just simply took his automatic weapon, I dont remember him being in the rest of the dream. I turned towards the ocean and instead of an Ocean there were benchs like at a church, spanning farther than I could see and in them sat the Koreans. So I fired at a couple and spilled there blood before I realized they were not fighting back. They all just looked at me, then past me. An American soldier began speaking, his voive coming out of speakers...somewhere. So I sat down, among the koreans and listened. I dont remember what he was saying but I got the feeling it was some sort of like USO show or something and I just wondered when the koreans will decide I should die. After the show concluded I ran to the cliff and a door opened into what looked like backstage at a concert and found Rachel. I asked what was going on and she said nothing. Apparently she was just there for her looks. I looked in a mirror and my face on the right side was just a little red, like I had been sleeping against a hard surface on my right side. I was perplexed.
Still am. I wonder what it was about, what it means. They say dreams mean something....but what? I like to think it is some sort of way for our subconscious to tell us something, and not just a random collection of thoughts or event s that happend in the day. Perhaps in our dreams our souls speak. I guess that is why I havent had any nightmares in a very long time.