Yes, my title is an homage to
RayWilliamJohnson . Anyway forum, I had a weird dream. So it started with it being like "movie night" at my high school, and there was a preview of a movie featuring William Shatner (sp?), but he was dressed as woman. After a while of wondering, it seems his character was a cross-dresser (not just the actor), and the story was about him building a friendship with some young guy. Just when happy, romantic music started, I thought "There's no conflict. It feels like the misdirection before a horror movie." Then blood was everywhere and William Shatner had crazily stabbed the young guy.
There's a little blank spot here, but then I'm at a cabin, with a girl who (apparently) was my girlfriend, and she was infected by some sort of demonic thing called a "Corbon", which caused adrenaline spikes and paranoia, specifically in relation to loved one conspiring. So, she went crazy and thought I was cheating on her, and tried to stab me. When she became sane again, she had no recollection. I called a doctor, and he said he would try to get out here to see what was going on.
Anyway, during this period, she began having longer episodes, closer together. I went outside and called the doctor again, and he said his assistant was there, and that I could ride with her unicycle back to town. There was a twenty-something girl in a light brown coat, with a face like that wolverine chick from X-Men 2 (but she was way hotter). When she began walking towards me, I felt wrong, so I asked the doctor (on the phone) if it was her, and she was wearing a brown coat, but then the girl took out a handful of knives, and threw them at me. I narrowly jumped aside and began getting really scared. I began focusing on my lucidity (which I sort of gained by this point), and focused on hardening my skin. She pulled out two scalpel-like things, and started to throw them. They flew in slow motion, one obviously missing, but the other directed right at me. I reached out and knocked the blade with one finger, not getting cut. The look of surprise on her face was priceless, and I just grinned.
Anyway, there's a few scattered memories here: one of me being able to run down my street, something I can never do properly in dreams; and one of being at a store and things falling over, and me catching them by focusing telekinetically. However, my aim was sort of bad, so while catching one thing, I generally knocked another.
After this, I'm in my street, and a yellow car is shooting down the bend (my house is right on a bend). I decide that it's a good time to practice my ability to manipulate dreams, and step into the road, lowering my shoulder. However, the car swerved off the road, drove onto the other side of the bend, then careened off and ran into a house.
For me, this is one of the strangest dreams I've had. What especially bothers me is my ever-present semi-lucidity. I've had an argument about this, but what I mean by semi-lucidity is that I know the world isn't real, and that it's just there for a short while, and that I can play with it, but it's not a full-blown realization of being dreaming. Perhaps "semi-lucidity" isn't the right word, but that always seems to be my problem.
Anyway, thought you might enjoy some of the strange elements (like batting a knife by the blade with hardened skin on one finger).
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