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    Racing against Time, University and Nonsense Surrealism

    by , 08-10-2010 at 07:49 PM (704 Views)
    Racing against Time

    I opened my eyes, looked above and spotted lots of stairs. Apparently, everybody understood they should find a way of getting to the top in something around 40 minutes. There were no rules, no judges, nothing. We (there were many people around) only knew we had to pass the tests and get to the next level.
    As time passed, I started to realize I was, sooner or later, going to be the last person left. I looked after someone and found a girl who was also having problems with the challenge. She goes to the same school I do, so it wasn't hard to interact and plan things together. Working in a pair, we quickly saw one of us had to make some kind of "human bridge", holding the stairs with the legs (in this part the stairs were broken) and the ground with both hands. She did it and manage to pull me up.
    We got to the final area and learned that we had a test to do, no matter how little time left we had. We planned something and received our paper sheets. Both tests were english ones. We felt relieved, for we knew they weren't difficult. Some of her friends passed by, laughing at us as if they were mocking us for being together as a couple.

    University


    This dream is incredibly long, so I think it'd be better if I could just save the most important parts.

    I was at a very old building, where we were having Drama classes, by watching the teacher act. His role on the play wasn't that important, but some people cheered and made exaggerated compliments, obviously with other intentions. He simply ignored them, and only actually talked to the ones who had questions about the lessons. Ready to go and talk to him about what I had just watched, I tried to speak to him, when a girl started to discuss acting techniques with him.
    Somewhat embarassed, I acted as though I was just meandering around and went checking some books placed nearby.
    When I got to him, I said he did a nice job on the character, and he replied in a sarcastic way, which I responded with a joke or something like that. The principal showed up, she looked like she'd been looking for the professor. He knew he had done something wrong, so he held me by my arm and started to run.
    Now at the campus, the principal made an attempt to hit us with her car, forcing us to hide at an alley. She found us and tried to hit us again. This time I grabbed her vehicle and simply threw it meters away. The man seemed impressed, but anyway we just splitted up and continued on running away.

    Nonsense.

    This was probably one of the most peculiar dream experiences I've ever had. Besides my mother telling me she caught me on my knees, whispering "they're everywhere, they're everyone", the dream itself was completely random and senseless.
    At a shopping mall, I walked around with a friend of mine. The scenario
    was surrealistic and improbable, there were some insects, alien creatures and mutant beings everywhere. At a certain point, my friend and I climbed up a moving train (which was also at the middle of the shopping center) and started to run on the top of it. I accidentally caused him to fall down and get some minor fracture on his back. I felt guilty.
    Now unexplainably back to my apartment, I was sleeping at my bed. A bomb had been planted underneath me, and that's when a Scout from TF2 appeared, trying to defuse it. He gently moved my body away (now I do think this was when my mother was trying to get me to sleep -for she claims I had been up on my knees-) and searched for the object. Finding it a bit too late, he ran away from the upcoming explosion. I got up in a first-person view and somehow became lucid. I walked towards the corridor, where some ghosts started to come out from pretty much everywhere. Some even showed up from inside the walls. I no longer was afraid of them or the bomb explosion at all, for I now knew I could try to control things. I moved some random part of my body, probably my arms, and managed to "erase" the ghosts. Apparently the explosion wasn't even in the dream anymore. I wake up.

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    Updated 02-14-2011 at 12:36 AM by 32284

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