Bizarre False Awakening

[Berto]

I had a pretty weird, but kinda funny FA last night after trying to WILD, thought I would share :p I hear noises outside; shouting, hammering. I wake from my illusion-laced slumber and head to the window. Lifting up the curtain, I see a small brigade of people marching around my front garden (which is actually quite small), waving KONY 2012 sign and posters in the air, thumping signposts with KONY 2012 written on them into people's gardens, into the road, even into each other. I can't believe what I'm seeing. The dream is incredibly vivid, and feels totally real; I am certain it is reality I am experiencing now and not a false awakening. Dazed by the strangeness of the situation, I stare out of my window, until I see it. A huge KONY 2012 sign, about half the size of my house, is being carried into my garden. It is all white on the back, and seems to be printed on polystyrene. The men are all shouting. Neighbors are cowering in their homes. Some KONY enthusiasts have the nerve to trample over my flowers. Enough is enough, I say, and I thunder down the stairs. As I open the door, a tall, old man with lizard-like features steps onto the porch. Angry at the KONY crew, I start shouting at him and push him. He taunts me, trying to imply that I am weak, my pushing means nothing to him! Now, I do taekwondo and have medalled at world championships, so dream-me didn't like this very much. I punched the man in his bulbous nose. He recoiled slightly, looking more surprised than hurt. I kicked the man in his bulbous belly. He recoiled again, but was not visibly hurt. Frustrated at this failure to perform, I roll up the sleeve on my bathrobe and elbow him sharply in the face. A drop of blood falls from his nose. Then a stream of near-fluorescent red starts trickling down. Pattering on the ground. I am horrified at having hurt the man, annoying as he is. I start apologizing profusely. I pat him on the back. We share a sweaty hug - mostly his own. In an attempt to reconcile with the gentleman and his increasing aggressive followers, I offer to help them put up some signs. He says 'maybe another time,' retreats to the van and the lackeys drive off. I am left with a trail of blood and a KONY infested garden. I wake up then, and due to the vividness of the dream, have difficulty deciphering whether the whole thing actually happened or not. I guess the whole KONY 2012 campaign did have some effect on me after all.

[gab]

That sounds like a cool dream. ***Moved to General dream forum, since it was not lucid. Next time, if you don't ask question, feel free to use a Dream Journal. You can also post your favorite dreams in Dream Gallery.***