Jun 22, 2005 10:59
So, yet again I just woke up from another of my very strange dreams.
I was somehow in space in a flying saucer or something, I don't know, just flying in space or something... There was a massive ship and a few tiny ships flying around attacking each other and then attacking me, then when I was trying to avoid them, one of the smaller hocky puck shaped ships crashed into me and our ships got like magnetically attached to each other. I knew I had to land so I set a course for this remote part of earth away from what I knew was going on down there that I think I was trying to escape.
So we crashland, and this alien comes out of the ship screaming at me and trying to punch me, and I see it is a girl who as far as I can tell looks human, but I think thinks I am part of the aliens that are destroying earth (I'll talk more about how they are doing that in a minute). So she is hitting me spastically and not calming down and screamign and not listening so I hit her in the knee with a spoon... I don't know why but for some reason this makes sense to me, and I pull out a map of eath with it's continents and I point to it. She looks at me oddly, still screaming and I point o the map, and to the ground, to the map, and to the ground.
She falls to her knees on the ground, and I pull out my wallet to show any ID that I have that has pictures of earth on it and she calms down more, looking very sad. I then look at the map and how much they have destroyed earth. Somehow this map shows and continues to show how much they are destroying as they are... and i watch the progress of it. Anyway, "they" somehow are digging into the earth, maybe with some massive drills and ripping out the rescources and life from the planet. As it progresses out it kills everything around it. I am assuming that this is what has happened to this girl's planet which she must have thought we crashed onto.
After a time, the girl and I can understand each other and we are sitting around talking, I think we are in a house that has been recently abandoned, or more like a hut, because I tried to pick a habitable place away from everything else on the map. I ask if she wants anything to eat or drink while she is looking and vhs tapes next to this larg hut's TV and she says sure. So I look in the fridge and grab some crap and some alcohol that is in there and bring it out and say, well almost all of my planet is destroyed, I might as well get drunk now anyway, it's not like the laws here matter now. She says, yeah I guess so, hell why don't we have an end of this world party for just us? I think I laugh at this even though it seems sad, and I realize that she is a very beautiful, dark complected girl. Very beautiful. We sit down and I decide to look at the map for some reason.
Now, the map is divided into something like 10 different circles, all of them earth, but I think all of them very separate place in it. I don't understand it, but in my dream I did. There were something like 3 or 4 circles not yet entirely blackened, but I think 2 or 3 that had small circles of black that were slowly(slowly as you looked) spreading out. One of these was the one we were on, though the circles were at least a thousand or more miles away. I yelled out and she asked what is wrong, and I show her, and we both realize our end of the world party is canceled for the time being. I look to a very far off, almost dot-like island in the middle of one of the oceans, and we decide to go there for now, since we know in about an hours time, the blackness that has already spread more on the map will have reached us.
We decide to gather what is in this house, food and crap we might need, and I jump up on the counter and grab this little wicker-suitcaselike box that i have always kept weird things in since a child, I think I brought it in the ship before or something, or maybe I mistook this house of mine because I was thinking about trying to take the things with me that would remind me of my life. As I was doing that I woke up.
I was still mostly asleep, and trying to get back that way, I think afraid that I had left the girl alone. That and I think that for once I felt like I had some meaning or purpose to my life, a drive that I don't ever have. Even if it was the end of the world and this advanced and horrible alien race had done to the planet in hours what the human race has been doing since its conception, I felt alive. Haha, maybe it was the prospect of such adventure, or that I was so focused on what I had to do, even if it wasn't facing these things that I knew I'd have no chance against.
It makes me sad if I don't continue the dream. And I really liked that alien girl...
Maybe I should make it a story..?