Rojazora

*I had great increase in dream recall because I abstained from drinking or smoking just before bed. I've also been watching a lot of LOST and Heroes on Netflix so there are some parallels* Dream #1 Dream #2

I was in this apartment complex with Dr. Mohinder Sharesh (heroes). We were running from these men in black who wanted to capture me and study me for my abilities of teleportation, telekinesis and time travel. My brother, who also can time travel, was already a couple years into the future, and he and I were communicating with this magical paper that I could write on and my brother years in the future could read it, and vice versa. He had told me that there had been a terrible virus spread throughout the world and many people were dead. Dr. Sharesh and I began working on an antidote immediately to prepare for this disaster. I began collecting samples and test tubes from this fridge like container for chemicals. I had told him that we need to work fast to prepare. Just then I looked outside to three floors below, men in black were at that moment getting out of their cars. I closed both doors leading to the room we were in from the hallway outside so that we had a bit more time before the men in black had apprehended us. The next few moments played out like a movie...the men in black busted through the door leading to our floor, guns drawn and ready to shoot at any moment. I close my eyes tight just as the break down the doors to our room. The men found only Dr. Sheresh alone in the room as I had time traveled. *Camera pans to the magical paper with my writing saying "I'm coming to you" and my brother's response, "What?"*

The next thing I know I am in the same building, same floor, and I am in the hallway. The carpet was pulled up from the floor, and the walls beginning to crumble apart. I look around and realize that I had traveled years into the future. Just then, my brother comes running around the hall, with a big smile on his face, happy to see me. He takes my hands and says how happy he is to see me. He had a katana strapped to his back. He takes me into the same room I was in from the past, he sits on a couch, his back to the window. I look at him as we talk, and then I look past him to see the destruction of the city skyline. Towers and buildings were destroyed, reduced to nothing but shells of a once great society. I asked my brother if our parents had survived, his eyes welled up as he shook his head and began to cry. My brother then asked me what time I had come from, I looked him in the eye and said, "I think I came from the time when this all started, I think I came from where it began."

I remember being in some sort of school that was holding a big conference or event. There were a lot of people. I remember being somewhat lucid as I mocked certain situations while still adhering to the dream plot. I was in this large girls' bathroom, remembering that I could do pretty much anything, I challenged every other girl in there to fight me. They kind of looked at me weird and didn't do anything at first. I had said something to the effect of "What, you bitches afraid you all can't take me? Come on! I'll let you all at me at once." That peaked their interest as they all started to attack me. Fighting all of them at once was easy. I blocked every kick and punch with ease, landing blows to them as I did. They quickly surrendered and I left the bathroom. I saw floods of people rushing in every hallway.

The dream shifts and I am now looking out onto Lake Michigan witnessing one of the most beautiful sunsets I have ever seen. There are people playing in the lake as the golden orb of our star slowly lowered itself upon the water, a perfect reflection on the surface. I sat watching with school friends, old and new, in these bleacher style seats, almost like an amphitheater. I sat with a friend of mine to my left, a cute girl that I have come to sort of develop a crush on. Next to her on her left sits one of my old friends from high school. I was peaceful, taking in the beautiful scene before me. Then, the cute girl next to me rests her head on my shoulder, and I instinctively put my arm around her waist. The cute girl was also holding the hand of the girl next to her which was my high school friend, but being polyamorous, I wasn't hurt or angry at that situation. Then I had realized something, I had been in another dream just before that, a different dimension with a dire fate. I hopped up and began putting some pieces together. I said to the cute girl "Are you my constant? Are you here to simply comfort me and distract me from my task, so that I may stay in this world and forget the world before?" The girl just hung her head and looked at her feet. I sat right in front of her, put my face next to hers so I could whisper in her ear, "Are you my constant?" to which she said "I can't say". I just nodded my head thinking 'I knew it'. Then I asked, "do you like me, do you love me?" She didn't respond. I just got up, said I was getting lunch and left the scene.

I was back at the music building of my school, practicing my saxophone, and actually playing a scale I had been working on IRL. It was then that I remembered I was getting food.

I woke up

Crazy Dream Night Of 11.3.12
Really weird and vivid dream, I’ll try to remember it all.

It started out with me and my brother spending time in this cabin type house, a great distance from our home town (apparently we still lived with our parents). We were there on vacation and I think our parents were going to meet us there, but at the time it was just me and him. The cabin was defs haunted (typical dream scenario for me). A poltergeist of sorts was throwing shit around, trying to scare us and actually trying to trap us in the house, for nothing good I’m sure. I was doing my best to stay calm and not give in to the fear that it was pushing towards us by messing with us. My brother, wasn’t doing so good on that, which in RL he’s super afraid of those scenarios actually happening. I tried to calm him down, telling him that fearing this thing will only make it more powerful. Finally, I decided that we needed to get out of the cabin for the time being until we could deal with the poltergeist properly. We got out, with much difficulty actually. It was doing the A-typical haunting types of closing the door before we could get out, throwing stuff in our path, and even making our bodies immobile for a small amount of time, creating more fear for my brother.

It was night when we finally got out and decided to head home, or at least away from there. We got in a car, in the backseat as if we were expecting to drive it from that position. Suddenly, a couple of strangers hopped in and started driving us away. I didn’t think anything of it at first because I was focused on getting away. The strangers (one male, one female) began driving us down what I thought to be a freeway (similar to one I drive on frequently IRL). I looked out the wind shield to see a shower of golden sparks falling onto the very road we were driving on. The sparks seemed to be the fire released from a jet engine, and when I looked above them to find the source, I could faintly see a full rocket/shuttle phasing in and out of existence, almost like it was turning on its invisible cloak. I tried to get my brother to see the phenomena, but he wasn’t listening to me. I then noticed a very large military helicopter, a camo brown color, circling the location of the now missing shuttle. I thought this to be an alien occurrence and even said something to the effect of “oh man, that’s a military helicopter and everything.” My next thought was perhaps that this alien phenomena was being monitored by the military or maybe even caused by them in some sort of experiment. The car continued to drive forward, to reveal a full fledged army blockade that gave way to a large military base. For some reason, I had thought that this was a normal base that the freeway just happened to end at and that I was a fool for forgetting that fact.

As we approached the base more and more military jeeps were gathering and surrounding us. For some reason, the couple in front either passed out or completely died and I had to jump over the center console to slam on the break before we collided with the blockade. I started to get really nervous, as I saw the situation as a major military alien experiment had just taken place and we were now very obvious witnesses. I could only imagine what they would do if they thought we saw. So, upon slowing down at the blockade I played dumb when the army personnel approached the window, telling him that I had gotten lost and just needed to turn around. He looked suspiciously at the unconscious couple in the front and I said “those are complete strangers” and thought shit! that’s even more suspicious and followed the statement up with “…who we’ve become fast friends, it seems they have fallen asleep.” The soldier seemed to take that as a legit excuse and helped us turn around and proceed in the opposite direction.

We returned to the cabin, which now turned into a multi-store strip mall. We didn’t go back inside the cabin, and I proceeded to go into the nearest gas station raving about what I just saw. Most people starred at me with suspicion, but one woman, a dark haired skinny lady a bit older than me, actually took my words to heart. She and I began speculating what the military was up to with that shuttle. She was going on about a possible space exploration mission that went wrong. Then it hit me. I said to her “they were using the energy and the power of the jet boosters to shift dimensions.” She just looked at me confused. I asked her “have you not heard of the idea that with enough power, energy, and a bit of sorcery, that you can literally rocket yourself into a parallel dimension?” She just shook her head. For some reason I had the feeling I was not in my own time, but in fact the past and this theory (speculation in today’s world) would be unheard of at that time. “That’s why the rocket seemed to phase, it was shifting planes of existence!” I turned to my brother, hoping he would back me up on the claims of what I saw, but he said he had no idea what I was talking about, either too shocked to admit he saw it or he never actually saw it.

The dream shifts and it is now day time, still in the area we were in but now I am with my dad. I noticed a shit ton more military activity at that time. I asked my dad what he thought it was and he said he thought they were doing just drills. I told him what I had witnessed and he just brushed it off as another one of my crazy conspiracy theories. I was getting VERY annoyed that no one was believing me. I drove a car to just outside the military base, unseen, hopping to see another experiment and find proof. I could see they were gathering an arsenal. Jets with nukes and bombs, jeeps with soldiers armed to the teeth. The only thing I could think that they were doing was preparing for war. War with whom, I wondered. There was no reports on the news of another invasion of any country. Jets were taking off, flying into the horizon, to where I didn’t know. I returned to my dad to ask if he had heard anything about tensions with another nation that would lead to war. He said he couldn’t recall. Just then I looked up, to see two UFOs (and I’m talking no mistake, those bitches were flying saucers). They were flying low over the town we were staying at. I frantically started pointing to them, shouting for my dad to look. He glanced up, saw them, but was unimpressed. I’m not sure if he was still a non-believer or just thought that to be commonplace. I was just looking at him with a shocked expression, telling him that all this military activity, two UFOs, “does that sound like something NOT to worry about!” I shouted at him. Then I got a flash of what was to come, we were going to war with these aliens, be they friend or foe, we were going to *try* fucking them up. Something I thought was a VERY bad idea.

I woke up.

So, last night I had this dream where my brother and I, for some reason, were sent to this island for “punishment” for a crime, or something. This island was no ordinary prison. In fact, they don’t advertise it as a prison so that it wouldn't get shut down. This island would brain wash you into believing that this island was all there is, and that you needed to stay on this island for the rest of your life. You would be provided for, the basics, food, water, and shelter, but you had to work for them. You literally had to pledge your life to maintaining the island and for a reward you would get better facilities. But this was another form of brainwashing, keeping you obedient. You could NEVER leave, you would be shot upon attempt of escape, or worse, you would be captured and then put into the arena to fight for your life. You may face other inmates or traps to survive. You had no rights, and the authorities could do literally whatever they wanted to you. I was put into the arena a few times because I wanted to get me and my brother off the island. My brother was totally brainwashed and was content with staying there. At one point I remember being in the arena and realizing it was a dream. I think I said “bring it on, bitches”, and then had to battle a couple of bangle tigers, which wasn't hard being lucid. Oh, and Bree, you were there, but you gave me a box of used scarves to help me escape, though I have no fucking clue how that would help me…