Timothy Paradox

Complicated dream. I was in bed, possibly dreaming (in a dream). My dad was some kind of viking and I was supposed to follow in his footsteps. I think I had to prove I was as good as him. Then I was next to my bed, and concluded that everything I had witnessed was some kind of upcoming video game (MMORPG). Forgot the name. I had a top three of future MMO's I wanted to play. Black Desert was one of them. The whole dream was like a bunch of vaguely related flashes stitched together, and the whole thing didn't make a lot of sense.

After being awake for over an hour (9.30 in the morning to 11) I decided to slumber some more. I didn't sleep deep, and the dream was half hallucination, half dream. I was at a locker somewhere, at a warm location, possibly near a beach or pool. In the locker I found my body armor, belt and combat knife (I own these items in real life). I remembered putting them there months ago, and decided to take them home again. However, I got distracted somehow and left it laying on the ground for a while. When I came back, a bunch of bikini girls had found and confiscated my gear. I was mad and demanded it back. They refused. I had to negotiate with them, almost beg them to give it back. I agreed that leaving it out there in the open was stupid, and promised not to do it again. I explained I used the knife for survival purposes. They gave me the gear, and I limped away in shame.

I bought a ticket to some kind of improvised movie theater, where they played movies set in the marvel cinematic universe, only the movies were only 40 minutes long. The screen was just a TV, and not even a very good one. Pathetically small screen, and the seats were just chairs. At one point I explained this to my brother. I wondered to myself if I hadn't just wasted my money. I could get a better experience by watching this at home, on my own TV.

Two fragments so far.

In the first, I had a kid. A cute little baby, with blonde hair. I wasn't happy about this though. I'm single and I cannot recall ever having a relationship, let alone sleeping with someone. I said to myself "so much for finding 'the one' and having a child with her".

The second... Crap, forgot.

I remember having two long dreams, but forgot most of them. I have fragments of a village where I worked in a pub/bar/restaurant, where most of the patrons were friends/acquiantances. At some point I asked if I could go home, and they let me. Then I proceeded to burn down/smashing as many houses/businesses as I could, killing as many as possible. Yeah...

I forgot much, but one fragment lingers: a recurring dream in which I kind of forgot I live alone, and sleep at my old parent's home for a few days instead. I reluctantly told my dad I was going back home after today. I know why I have this dream so often. Living alone can be pretty lonely, just me and my computer. I like being around people, even if it means having less independence.

On second thought, another fragment. I was in a very large room, where many people from throughout my life were assembled - people that have probably never met each other, like from school, work, hobbies, ...
Nathan was there (back from high school), talking to some other guy (from work? Another school?). I, uh, think that at one point, he grabbed my throat while making a joke about me.

This was a nightmare about the Mortal Kombat character Kano. I was in a house, with a cute Asian girl. She was sitting at a desk, and I was guarding her. Kano, a ruthless murderer, was trying to kill us. But it got weird. At one point I managed to get the drop on him, and stab him to death. But he regenerated to full health and attacked us again. I killed him again and somehow cut him into 10 smaller pieces. I tossed the pieces around the house, far away from each other so he could not "reassemble". But one thing I didn't know: each piece of him would regenerate to an entire person. So now I had ten of him wandering around. One entered the room, and I hid in the curtains (wrapped a curtain around myself somehow). My plan was to jump out when he got close enough and stab him to death again. But I looked out of the window, and another Kano approached the house from the garden. I realized there was nothing I could do. The guy from the garden walked into the house, grabbed the Asian girl's head, and snapped her neck like a twig. I was seething with anger, but realized I was powerless to stop it.

I also vaguely remember being found by him (was I hiding behind a desk?), and later on surviving the encounter. Some people found me (my dad?), and I think I said that Kano had to be hunted down before he could cause more harm.

There was an alien invasion going on, their ship hovering over the city. I remember trying to survive, desperate to get my hands on a gun. Alien bastards!

I dreamt I had to go back to high school. School had just ended, and I was on my new bike (bought it in real life, just two days ago), wondering where the exit was. I told some students it'd been a long time since I was last here, and I actually forgot where the exit was. At one point my bike was falling apart (in real life, I had to partially assemble it myself). Maybe I had fallen?

I was in a supermarket, and the terminatrix from T3: Rise of the Machines was on my case. There was an exchange of gunfire (did I have allies/friends?) as I ran away through the aisles. Much to my surprise, on the other side of the supermarket, people were still shopping, despite the very obvious sound of gunfire in the store. I urged them to flee, as I did the same.

I was driving around Manhattan island, following a judge (wearing that funny wig some US judges have to wear). Just for fun. I think I had a fake gun (toy), or a taser. Not sure anymore. He drove around the block, and I realized this is a common trick people use to see if they're being tailed. Anyway, at one point, I figured he'd spotted me. He started driving fast and erratically (running a red light, even). I gave chase, until he pulled into a parking lot (possibly a police station). I realized the joke had to end there, or he might jump me and shoot me in self-defense, or have me arrested.

My mother was once again insulting and belittling me, making me feel powerless and frustrated. It was bullying, plain and simple. I wanted to hit her in the fucking face, but didn't.

I approached what looked like a nazi training grounds (sand, strange obstacles and cover). A soldier spotted me (I was in crouch, clearly not conceiled enough) and he killed me with a flamethrower. I didn't feel pain, I just dropped down onto the ground. I also remember being shot dead, and being executed while laying on the ground, wounded. He walked up to me, and shot me in the head. I remember uttering "shit" before he fired. I never really died, by the way. I just felt numb, too weak to move or get up. I felt like resting. They carried off my "corpse" as I played dead (eyes and mouth open). I remember feeling this was a game, as everybody knew I was just acting.

Later on, we're at some kind of high-class dinner. One of the guests at the table is a nazi, and I just gathered the proof. I think I tried to have him arrested. He was some kind of bigshot from history, like Goëring.

I was riding a motorcycle on a highway, and was terrified of falling. I didn't really have control over the bike, clearly still traumatized by my real-life motorcycle accident two years ago.

I came by someone who looked familiar, and it turned out to be my grandmother. I was like "but you're dead!", because, you know, she's dead in real life. I hugged her, and was surprised she didn't seem to find it weird that she was alive. I figured she wasn't going to explain without me asking.

I was in a heated discussion with the big regional boss of our company, BASF. He destroyed me, and made me look like a fool. I felt ashamed afterwards.

I tried to buy a tablet computer at an electronics store, but the process was sooo slow. I had to fill out, like, 10 forms full of questions. I also got into some sort of videogame style "boss battle". It took me 3 hours to make the purchase. I complained about this to the store manager. He agreed that this took way too long.

All I remember is a violent scene in which I grab my mom by her throat in anger... I felt disturbed about this when I woke up.

I was in a video game, like the old Doom games. I was running through the level (which was too hard for me, too many tough enemies), and was forced to fight them at one point. I used the BFG9000 to quickly
clear the area.

I also opened a door, and there was a cyberdemon hiding right behind it. I killed it with a single BFG-shot.

I had been hiding out for a while in a nearby house, but now I was ready for it. I walked out, and through the front gate of the big bad's main camp. I felt invincible, like I couldn't be killed. I simply walked into the camp, loudly yelling to taunt my foes. However, the camp seemed abandoned. A bit further, a road led out of the base again. A nazi approached, and I shot him with an MP-40 smg. Two more arrived in a jeep, though they were invisible. Their jeep wasn't, though; so I fired an entire mag at it, killing both enemies.

We were standing next to some kind of “pool”, that had machinery of sorts in it. Claire was underwater, and I could hear her struggle and drown. Knowing the girl I loved was dying, I yelled her name in agony. I’m not sure I was there myself – it was as if I was watching a movie. I watched a guy (blonde guy, very well-toned) ditch his clothes and jump in the water. He dived down, pushing some junk out of his way, until I could see Claire’s long blonde hair jammed between two metal plates. Claire was being crushed between two parts of a machine herself. He managed to free her, and carried her out of the water. Her face was full of blood, and she appeared unconscious. I was afraid she had already died. He got her out of the water, and saved her life. For a moment, I felt insecure because I doubted I could have pulled it off. I doubted I would even dare to try. Some lettering appeared on a wall, a title of a “cracked.com” article: “4 reasons why you wouldn’t have done a thing”.

In the next scene, four heroes were discussing something (in a doorway)? Claire was one of them, in a tight (and sexy) superhero-like outfit. She looked fully recovered, as if nothing had happened to her.

In another scene, someone cast an illusion that made the other heroes look like green-faced monsters to every one of them. They immediately started fighting each other. I think I managed to split them up and stop fighting.