Fade-in to the middle of a baseball diamond. The sky is dark, no stars to be seen. Two dream characters are with me as we run to a little shed, the feeling of fear heavy in the air. The shed is made of wood and metal meshing and full of baseball bats. The two DCs slam up against the shed and start fumbling with the lock. I wait behind them and turn around to see two raptors on the other side of the field. With a crash, the lock falls onto the ground and the door to the shed opens up, baseball bats roll down into a pile on the ground. Both DCs grab one. I turn to look at the bats and look back onto the field just in time to see a DC smash a raptor in the chest with a bat. The raptor flies back 4 meters and ends up in a crumpled heap on the ground. The other DC smashes the second raptors head to the ground. We run down a hallway in the side of the stands at the baseball field. At the end is a golf cart which we get on. -black- It's just me now, and i'm on the highway with a gun that resembles the portal gun. I look to my right to see a field of green grass with animals(dinosaurs) resting. I fire of my gun and a big circle of yellow clear energy shoots out. It splits into many little circles of the same energy and all life in the field is just obliterated. -black- I'm in the middle of an old overgrown forest, looking intro the sky watching shooting stars. They look like alien ships landing on earth.
Dreamed that I was with my girlfriend and we were watching a meteor shower.
I was in line at some kind of a restaurant. I never actually saw the restaurant, but I was in line to eat. I think it was a buffet style. Lots of people were in line. It was like everyone was arriving at some kind of an event. I was self conscious in spandex shorts, but I was OK with it. I finally saw a few faces in a dream. I spoke with a black guy in front of me who said he was 6' 3" tall. He would have been 6' 5" or 6' 6" in waking life. I couldn't believe it because I am 6'2 or so in waking life, maybe a little taller, so this guy made me feel like cheating the half inch and saying I'm 6' 3" was wa-a-y the wrong way to fudge; furthermore, his friend was a good 3-5" taller than him, but in my dream he was only an inch taller than the guy I was talking to. I looked up and recognized the planetarium ceiling. It was very active. There were clouds and stars. Often, several shooting stars would go by at the same time, and there were several periods where there was no break between shooting stars. Sometimes only one at a time would pass, and sometimes there were none. Once when there were no shooting stars going by, I remember saying, "Wait for it...Wait for it!" and someone else in the crowd was saying it at the exact same time. When the next shooting star went by, everyone cheered. The was much to do about the shooting stars from then on which I was glad about because I had dream memory that typically nobody noticed the ceiling. I looked over at the wall and saw a movie of some sort with Muppet type things. They were acting crazy. I think it had to do with the excitement of the stars and a further projection of my sleeping emotion. It was a silly continuation of the excitement. Dream skip I was walking outside and saw a picture of a sun. It was a small, yellow circle on two stick legs. The legs were bent, knees facing outward, with lines for feet. I didn't hear it, and didn't see words written as one would expect to find on a cartoon, but it said, "This is harder than Voltaire...and Voltaire was really, really hard!" False awakening I was talking to a dream friend in his apartment. He made a green tea, but he didn't make me a cup. I remembered in waking life once when I hadn't made my wife a tea and thought how I would never do that again. In waking life we argued about that once. The guy started talking to me about her and how he thought it was OK that I didn't make her the tea. He rationalized it but i didn't hear him well, so I asked him to repeat what he said. I explained I just didn't hear him well. Instead, I rephrased his comment for him--"You would do the same thing to kind of...keep her in her place?" and asked if I understood correctly. He said I did. He was a chauvinist. He started asking me about my wife making negative insinuations. I started writing down my dream about the sun claiming responsibility for Voltaire so I wouldn't forget it. I woke up and decided to get up, make some tea, and journal. I took Spirulina and a B-Complex before bed.
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