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This was a weird dream. Like, a REALLY strange dream. The dream started out and I was a soldier in a military base. Someone said to look up, and everyone did. We saw a bomb falling through the air, heading toward the base. Unlike my comrades standing around me who were freaking our, I calmly and quickly started running away from the base, as anyone would do. I remember I was breathing pretty hard and that was the focus of my attention. The vague group of people I was running with looked back, and we saw the bomb nearing the ground. I found a rock I could crouch behind. The bomb dropped, and I could see and hear the dust blowing over the rock. I passed out.

When the dream resumes, I am in an arena of sorts with fighting between alien-like creatures who could turn invisible and the soldiers, us. It seemed very similar to the game Natural Selection. There was a young Hispanic man next to me who had a buzz cut. He told me to follow him, and I did. We passed through a circular room with some multicolored plunger-looking things lined around the edge. We turned left after going through the room and the man killed some aliens. Along the way I asked him how he survived the bomb, to which he replied, "I don't like to think about it." We eventually reached a green plunger, and I intuitively knew this was an objective for victory. It saw us and started hopping toward us. We motioned it to follow us and we trekked back to our base. In the room with the bases, for each color there was a base that looked somewhat similar to a convention booth. There were 4 people standing on one side of the booth, the one closer to the wall, and in front of each of them was a computer. There was a small barrier, and then sat the soldiers like myself. It seemed that they were awaiting orders. In any case, as we walked to the green base on the top right corner of the room, we were forced to pass the other bases. They all glared at us, because we were the first ones to bring back a victory token (point? doesn't matter) I initiated a high-5 all around with my green partners and me and the Hispanic man were off again.

One way or another, I got separated from the Hispanic man. I found a small alcove and tried to crawl inside. I must have shrunk down in size, but I didn't realize it at the time. I was crawling around this complex of dark damp corridors, trying to find 3 black boxes with a futuristic looking pattern of blue bands on them. I was fooled by many boxes that were black and had a pattern, but were not blue. Eventually I reached a man in a mystical looking cloak and hooide who seemed to be expecting me (at this point I believe I grew back to my original size). He was levitating 7 balls of orange light in his hands. Mesmerized, I walked up to him. He asked if I wanted them, and before I could say yes, he took back his hands and either hid or made dissapear the balls of orange light. "Nuh uh uhhh", he mocked. From the shadows the the left of us crawled a giant spider. I saw the spider and said, "Please. If I'm going to die, make it as painless as possible." She immediately reached around me and stung me with an enormous stinger. I grew faint instantly, and with a few of her legs she caught me and held me in a bridal/princess carry.

...This, but at an easier angle. I tried to feel where I had been stung to feel the stinger itself sticking out of me. It was probably as long as my entire legs. She explained to me that I would grow faint, my blood wold clot up, and that I'd die easy. I was comforted by that. Another creature came out from the shadows to the left of us, this time looking like a male version of Nina from Fullmetal Alchemist...



...Who stood upright, but still had the mane that Nina had. He begun to reenact some romantic scene with the spider. It was obvious that the chimera-thing and the spider were in some sort of romantic relationship. During their reenactment, my vision flashed between what was in front of me and the monsters replaced by actual human beings, doing the same things but underwater (for some odd reason). I couldn't see the human equivalent of the chimera, but the spider was a woman with brown hair and was wearing a white nightgown from the 1800s-ish.

This is when my alarm rang and woke me up.

Fragment:
Django from Django Unchained came to his original plantation and started killing all his captors, just like in the movie.

Dream 1:

The first I can remember of the dream is me looking down on a meditation group from a floor above. All of them were sitting in what looked like a habitat for an animal at a zoo. There were waterworks, stones, grass, very natural things, but it was enclosed by a 2 foot high wall. After a sort time of me observing their meditation, a man in a black polo and khakis starting putting up tan tarps held up by poles. I went down a floor and asked the man what was going on. He told me the meditation session was over, and he was covering the area. I turned around and saw two friends of mine, both fathers. The one who I am more acquainted with, Dave, started talking to me. I can't remember what he said, but he pointed to a door to what looked like a closet and told me to take a shower in there.

The room was perfectly square. There was tan tile on the floor, a shower head coming out of the middle of the ceiling, and a receptacle for towels on the left side of the room (from coming in the door). I stripped my clothes, apparently tan cargo shorts as well, and hung them on the wall. I proceeded to take a shower, but I inadvertently seemed to be getting water all over my clothes and the towels. I got pretty miffed, and I managed to get the water under control. I also decided now would be a good time to masturbate. I came buckets, twice. I turned off the shower, got a towel on, and saw a secret door in the back corner of the room. I cracked the door open just slightly, and saw a long room with tons of stuff with clay. Clay sculptures, clay pottery, clay dioramas. There was even a clay puppet of sorts, moving in the same motion over and over again. It was propelled by nothing more than some carefully placed metal plates to direct it's movement. As far as I could tell, it was moving from the momentum of it's previous movements.

I walked in the room and ogled at all the art. Dave came in and started commenting on his work. As with before, either I couldn't remember what he said, or I didn't care. After a few sentences from him, he took me by my shoulder and walked me over to a chalkboard. He drew 2 circles, and populated them with various different things. He asked me to draw a circle and do as he did. I attempted to craw a circle, but it was horrible. He laughed and laughed at my oval/circle. I erased it, and tried again, but he only laughed harder. I did this a few times before I woke up.

Dream 2:

Me and my brother were flying in a small plane fit for two. He was currently driving. He made a comment about how he couldn't fly very long stretches, and landed down in front of a visitor's rest stop with a fast food restaurant in it. We went in, and sat at a table. He told me to take the plane and find Miami Beach, and to report back on where it was. I've never been to Miami Beach. As he went to the restroom, I headed out of the building to see that the plane, previously normal-sized, was now vastly different. It looked to be a tiny green toy plane, like something you'd see on a playground, like those animals with springs under them. I didn't seem to be confused though. I straddled the green wooden wingless contraption and, as luck would have it, it started to fly. Since there were no controls or anything, and it was about the length of me, I had to control the plane with my own body weight. To turn, I tilted my body in the direction I wanted to go. To speed up, I tilted my body forward, and to slow down the opposite.

Even though the plane wasn't very fast, quite slow in fact, I was out of the (literal) woods and close to the beach in no time. I came across a sandy trail, with lots of snakes in a 3 foot area. Derryl from The Office was on the trail. I hovered next to him and asked him how to get to Miami Beach, to which he replied through the trail that snakes currently were in. He made some ballsy moves to get through the snakes, and never looked back. Deciding I couldn't or wouldn't go through the snakes and completely forgetting that I had a plane, I flew away from the trail. Eventually I made it to the beach, which was surprisingly thin but still highly populated. Lincoln Log-esque buildings, green roofs and all, lined the beach all the way down. The tiny bit of sand left not occupied by buildings was dotted by people enjoying their time by the sea. Most striking however, was the fact that there were many more of my type of planes flying around the beach. As I was flying through the beach, a woman in her thirties flew up next to me with the same exact plane, and unintentionally copied all my movements She seemed to be enjoying it, but I slowed down and let her pass me.

I flew inside a hotel's lobby that was open to the beach and large. There were children in swimsuits playing in fountains, there were gift shops, and heavy set men buying commemorative T-shirts. After being satisfied with my people-watching, I flew out of the hotel.

There was a but more to this dream involving canyons, scientists, and rare geometric poisonous insects, but I'll just say that flying in the little green plane has been one of the nicer dreams I've ever had.