Timothy Paradox

Terrifying nightmare. I was in the garden of our old house. It was dark. I saw silhouettes in distance (it's a pretty big garden). I had enough of being afraid, and charged in - loudly screaming. But I hesitated. I came up with the excuse that maybe it wasn't necessary. I ran away again, but my fears manifested a creature that chased my out of the garden, onto the street. I looked back, and to my terror it was still chasing, coming straight for me. It was humanoid, but with unnaturally long arms. Like Slenderman, but not as tall and far scarier because it moved fast. So fast. The moment it was about to "get" me, I woke up in sheer terror.

I have notes of a "swamp", a "woman swimming", and "crocodiles". I remember none of it, except the crocodiles.

Dream took place in my old family home again. My phone buzzed in my pocket (allegedly, I remember nothing, these are old notes). My dad was upstairs. In the dream, I think he was installing (or had already installed) a fixed air conditioner unit. I could hear the annoying sound. In reality, it as my own crappy mobile AC that I was hearing, and the sound "leaked" into the dream in this form.

I think I was on a quay, I think. I came across my old colleagues from my previous previous previous job (Tankpark). We did not split on good terms. I greet them, they ignore me. I was like "okay then", and continued on my way.

We were in a garage-like space, dismantling a nuke. Notes tell me Xiaoxi (Chinese lady I know) was somehow involved, but I don't recall how. Heroes' Matt Parkman was there too (no surprise, I had seen actor Greg Grunberg in Star Trek: Beyond the evening before). At some point, Arthur Petrelli showed up and tried to stop us. I ignored him, saying he was dead. Suddenly, he turned out to be an older man called "Manny". I was supposed to know him from the past when he was younger, but didn't recogize him. He argued the world was in terrible shape, and asked us to stop. I convinced him it would only get worse if the nuke went off. We got ready to leave. Matt was interested in a fish bowl with some fish still in it, randomly laying around in the garage. He took it with him. We crawled under the garage door, which was half closed. I felt extremely tired, physically. So did the others, according to my notes. We find ourselves in what looks like an underground parking garage. In the distance, I see armed forced enter from several entrances. Guys in full SWAT gear. I am suspicious. We get on our knees as if to surrender, and I think to Parkman (he's a mind-reader) to get ready to get us out of here if things go wrong. Not sure how he would have done that. He can't teleport.

I remember having a conversation with Heroes character Mohinder Suresh. I noticed he looked younger than he should, so I assumed I was in the past.

I was sleeping (in a bed, obviously) in a room I didn't really recognize. At some point, my whole family walked by (mom, dad and possibly brother). They're standing by the window, looking outside. I join them, and see an airplane doing cool stunts. I want to grab my phone to take pictures, but to my anger I cannot find it!

I saw a speech of President Obama, on a grassy lawn somewhere (not the White House). He suddenly spoke a few sentences in French. Although he spoke slowly, his pronunciation was spot on. I was impressed.

I was with a couple of colleagues from the job I just got fired from. Our shift leader (Peter Bosmans) was with us. We were in a garage. The idea was, I think, to kill ourselves. I don't recall how. We'd kill each other one by one, with some kind of poisonous injection. I felt it was better to keep living, so I told them this. They didn't seem to have a problem with it, though I did think that if I was to survive, I would have to kill the last of them.

Long dream. I was in a company HQ of a biotech company. There was a zombie outbreak. There was a guy in front of me. He looked pale, and his skin somewhat slimy. He was still lucid/aware. As I feared, he could not contain it any loner and attacked me. I fled, down a ladder? I waited, and prepared my chainsaw. It was a rather small chainsaw but whatever. He popped up, and I chainsawed him. In another scene I was swimming in a dark, half submerged part of the building. I had to dodge mines. I did this by swimming over them so quickly, that the explosions came too late and I could get past unhurt. In another scene I witnessed another man trying to escape the building. He came running out of a room on fire (both him, and the room).
Later on, we found ourselves in a first-floor lobby. Large windows overlooked a sort of elevated yard with flowers and stuff, and then the plaza below, and the streets beyond. Reaching the main entrance below would require us to navigate more zombie-infested corridors, so I broke the window and wanted to escape by climbing down. In the yard, I saw a kid. He was dressed pretty poshly, and spoke in a British accent. He said it wasn't allowed to walk through the yard, and I think he wanted to ask his supervisor for permission. I ignored him, this was an emergency. We evacuated the building. On ground level, I walked with the others past the building and saw the company name: Ichor Therapeutics. This is a real company, lead by someone I know in reality. I doubted for a second. I felt like I had to go back in, as there were still many people lost and trapped inside the building.

I was in a room full of computers. Aliens were invading outside. An alien tried to get inside through an open window. I closed it with force, hurting the creature as its hand/paw got stuck. It yelped in pain.

I ran through the building, which looked like a dilapidated garage or factory, possibly with my mother. The aliens were small-ish velociraptors (the previous breed looked far more humanoid), and by "small" I still mean a meter (3 feet) tall. One of the beasts bit my arm, and I was stuck for a moment. I managed to wiggle free, and noticed I wasn't really hurt.

Once outside, I noticed a lot of computers in a circular configuration. They looked like the consoles we used in the chemical plant where I used to work. I noticed animals from various species congregating near the consoles, and I followed. I understood that was Earth's "last stand", and that all Terrestrial species would stand together against the alien menace. Major figures were William Fichtner (I skimmed through my dream the day before, and read about an earlier dream in which he appeared - this clearly triggered his presence here), and Michelle Rodriguez (looking badass as usual).

A very profound dream, but unfortunately another "non-lucid lucid".

It all started quite normally. My character was in a prison cell behind bars. It all had a somewhat medieval feel to it. The place was NOT on ground level, it as at least several floors up in a fairly high building in the city. In the hallway there was a lot of commotion. A fight of some kind. During the chaos, the barred cell doors opened, allowing us to escape. I vaguely remember a small crossbow? There was so much more to this dream that I forgot.

I somehow got out of the building on ground level, and found myself in the city. It was night, and it was raining. Fortunately all the cars, buildings, street lights and colorful shops lit up the place quite well. I ran, and jumped to take off. I somewhat floated, then transitioned into flight. I was afraid it wouldn't work for a second. I flew through the city rather aimlessly. I was wearing my long, black leather coat and I notice how badass it looked during flight. I was trying to show off to someone on the ground. They didn't look at all surprised to see someone fly. I somehow KNEW this was because they were DC's, yet I wasn't lucid. I kept flying until I caught a glimpse of another person flying at a lower altitude below me. He was dressed just like me. I followed him and landed next to him (actually, I think we were bot hanging on to the side of a building). I immediately saw that he was me. I somehow understood that he was the manifestation of my subconscious, the ultimate dream guide. I said that he didn't look as ugly as I thought, and that this conversation wasn't as awkward as I had expected (I hate myself). We compared abilities, and he could do everything I could do and vice versa. At one point, we were standing at a table (still outside). I stared forward, and saw him to my left in my peripheral vision. I figured that if he is my subconscious, he should be able to hear my thoughts. I focused my thoughts on him (while still ignoring him, he didn't know about the experiment), and thought "if you can hear me, tap your fingers on the table three times". It took a while, and I had to repeat the thought several times, but eventually he did it- he tapped his fingers on the table as I had asked. We exchanged a knowing look, and left (now that I'm awake, I realize he didn't hear my thoughts, he was a DC, and as dreamer I made him obey by focusing what I wanted to happen). Later, we found ourselves seated in a little restaurant. The place was once again located pretty high up in a tall building in the city. The waiter came and served us our french fries.

I remember a scene in which I was with characters Noah and Claire Bennet. The environment was a cold and snowy road. I think I was riding a motorcycle through the snow?

In a later moment, I was sitting somewhere. Claire lay down in front of me, or on my lap. I was reluctant (we didn't officially have anything between us), but I carefully and gently caressed her arm (I noticed she had a bit of hair on her lower arm, I didn't care) and her face. I was pleased that she let me, and I think she liked it. I felt content being there with her.

I recall a room, and seeing something, a creature or "presence" that scared me. I wanted to flee. There was an elevator in the room. I got in, and pressed a random floor number. The elevator moved, and stopped. The doors opened... revealing another elevator. The floor numbers were all weird and made no sense. The building must have had an impossible shape or height or them to make sense. I think I moved through several elevators before getting out. At some point, in the first elevator, there was a small statue (?) on the floor. I was "sucked into it" and it was revealed that the statue was a gateway to a hidden dimension....

Today, I was rummaging through an old box of toys from when I was a little kid. I found a small metal Thunderbird 1. I instantly appeared to remember it. Not just from childhood, but like I had seen it very recently, possibly in last night's dream. I could be wrong, which is why I added this explanation.

I saw a picture of Earth. There was an "aura" of sorts around it, and large spots on the surface as well. I think the aura was the magnetic field. Suddenly, I realized those spots weren't spots at all. I "moved the camera" sideways, and saw that the spots were actually one big solar flare coming from the sun, on its way to Earth.

My only memory is my last dream/hallucination. I was 18 (26 in real life), and I had a girlfriend who was a lot younger (also BS, I've never had a girlfriend ever). I thought (or told her, not sure) about how the age difference was okay - in a few years, it wouldn't be so awkward anymore. Time possibly moved very fast, fast-forwarding through the years.

This is something I've noticed in the past few weeks: my dreams have soundtracks. It only appears to happen when it's the last dream before waking. This could of course still mean *all* dreams have soundtracks but I only remember the last one. The music fits the mood of the scene perfectly, and it is unique - not a song I've heard before. It's entirely composed by my subconscious. A contemplative, hopeful ambient tune when I fell in love. Fast, heavy tunes during dramatic scenes. At one point, I even heard a complete song from Depeche Mode that didn't actually exist!

Vague recollection of beating someone up. He was taller than me and I thought to myself that it was weird I was defeating him so easily. He barely seemed to put up a fight.

Some background info. When I was a kid (and a few times as young adult) my family and I often went to the south of my country (Belgium), across the language barrier, where people speak French instead of Dutch. We stayed at a farm, the "Pâturages de la Kys", in the hills of Wallonia. The farm was quite large and had several lodges and even apartments on the premises. A couple owned and ran the place, Arsène and his wife Annie.

In the dream, I had arrived there - but in the present. It looked a bit different, and I didn't recognize it at first. Then I saw I had approached it from a different angle. There were new buildings and other changes, which is why I didn't immediately recognize it. I spoke to a woman, who I thought was Annie (she must be close to 60 at this point). I think I asked her if she recognized me. I think she did. Anyway, while we were "walking and talking", she eventually became someone else. She was now a young woman, a very pretty one at that, called Marie. I think she was Annie's daughter/granddaughter. I was quite attracted to her. She led me into a small barn I still remember from reality. She pointed towards two small (dog-sized) demonic creatures that looked like they came straight out of the "The Thing".

I'm either on the ground, or I'm the "camera" and I'm close to the ground. A strange kind of snake, vaguely resembling a Cobra but not quite, creeps up on me and suddenly attacks. Suddenly, it's become a kind of large rodent. Somewhat rat-looking, but BIG, almost a small dog. It bites into my hand. I realize it's hurting me (even though it didn't really hurt, I don't think I've ever felt real pain in dreams), but I can't get it off. In panic, I bite into the creature's neck, and bite hard - almost severing the head completely.

I remember I had a dream that took place at my old family home (or once again another place clearly modeled in its image). All details lost.

I recall another dream involving multiple characters. I could fly, and I flew around a river (artificial-looking) of sorts. I flew above the water surface, making sure to stay high enough - as I knew there were "people" swimming underwater that could jump out and catch me. I also recall biting into a bikini-clad girl's hip for some reason.

I was Spock (Zachary Quinto), dressed in a bizarrely effeminate outfit, doing a funny walk and finally attacking some enemies like a total badass. I wondered how this character could have been so popular when the first movie came out, if he looked this queeny.

I was in a sort of shopping mall. The section I was in was a narrow-ish corridor, possibly with shops on both sides. I felt it was a dangerous area as it was full of Muslims. No native people anywhere. Luckily, most of them were neutral and did not attempt to harm me. I tried to walk out of there as quickly as possible, until I noticed two (or three) Muslim men walking in front of me. They wore a white T-shirt with ISIS-propaganda. I realized they had to either belong to the terrorist group, or at least sympathize with them. I stayed behind them and kept a low profile, scared that they would notice me. Entering a larger area, I saw a desk with a mall security officer/cop. I went to her and wanted to explain what I had seen. She looked at me, terrified, and backed away. She said my name, recognized me, and said I was never allowed to come back here. She acted like I was wanted and had been arrested before, or something. I for one did not remember such an incident. Either way, the real terrorists were walking away, while the useless cop was cowering in fear of ME! Frustrating! In a later memory, I think I assaulted the terrorists myself and somehow set them on fire (fire-breathing, perhaps).

An earlier memory was of a city, possibly a GTA city - I think it was supposed to be Carcer City. There was one region that was entirely unexplored (no missions there), so I wanted to go there.

My earliest memory is in what I think was some kind of mine. I think I was supposed to work there. There was a man I had to work with (he was also forced), a tall, buff black man. At some point I was hiding behind a rock, doing something. Maybe I had found something, or was planning something - I don't remember. Either way, a supervisor caught me, but I managed to talk my way out of it. I told him a story involving my partner, and led the supervisor to him. When we got to him, I wordlessly made it clear he had to corroborate my story and play ball. I also recall hiding something in the mine cart my partner was working with? This was still in the previous cavern, before I got caught. Anyway, at some point I was swinging on a rope by a wall - and I could see the supervisor looking at me from a balcony. Suddenly, his expression changed completely. It was as if color drained from his face, and he looked like he was seething with anger, but somehow remained emotionless at the same time. I realized the he must have found out I'd betrayed him. He stepped backwards, and disappeared. I used the rope to leap at a ledge across an artificial pool of water (the rope was above the water, roughly between the balcony and the ledge), but didn't go far enough, missed and plunged into the water below. I think most buildings and structures around me were made of wood. At some point I recall looking at a corridor adjacent to the balcony, and seeing a bunch of henchmen (and possibly supervisors) walking hurriedly towards something. I knew they were mobilizing to catch me. Now for the *ahem*, fun part. At some point I was back on land (I'd climbed out of the water). I think I was seated on the ground, leaning against a wall. Lara Croft (the "Rise of the Tomb Raider" one) was in my arms, making out with me. Which was a lot of fun. At some point she suddenly had strange-looking makeup on, which I didn't like (kissing a girl who wears thick lipstick disgusts me a little). I also tried kissing her bare boobies, but she didn't like that. Oh, well.

I have vague memories of a general store, and some weird/creepy stuff happening.