Non-lucid, but super cool vivid dream...

**Sesquipedalian Dreams** · 01-03-2004 02:30 AM

This was probably one of my top 5 vivid dreams ever.

I dont remember what happened initially, but all of a sudden I was running down flights of stairs in a shoddy old basement. lots of wooden beams everywhere and white stone walls. I had a gun with me for some reason.

The police were after me for some reason. I knew that if they caught me they would kill me so i kept running down the stairs, maybe 8 flights. I could hear them on my tail, shouting that i was surrounded. I knew i was innocent of whatever i was being accused of, but i knew my efforts in saying this were futile.

So I got to the bottom of the building and busted outside. It was pretty cold, and i was wearing a t-shirt. I was in a small area, enclosed by wire fence about 8 feet high, with barbed wire on the top. There was a green dumpster in the corner. The cops pulled up and jumped out, telling em to freeze. I knew they could not take me alive. I put the gun to the top of my head and pulled the trigger. I had thoughts about my mother as my last living thoughts. I was scared. I felt the bullet slowly go through my brain. Then I died.

Then nothing...

Then I felt my body, my nerves my senses. I felt I was on cold asphalt. I was still scared. Am I Alive? Is this the Afterlife? Heaven? Hell? I was very frightenened to do so, but i opened my eyes.

It was dawn. The sun was rising and there was a cold fog. I was indeed lying on cold asphalt. There was nothign around because i could not see through the fog. I got up and noticed some lady of authority writing a parking ticket on a small blue car. I walked over to her and asked her what this place was. She ignored me and said something i cant remember. I asked her if she was God. Again she said something else. I determined that she wasnt god.

(ok this gets weird/funny now)

There was this penguin waddling towards me, he kept trying to bite me, pecking at me. I successfully dodged his blows, and then the lady said, go ahead and give him a little kick, hell probably stop.

Then i woke up

Pretty weird huh?

Has anyone else ever killed themselves in a dream, or visited something like the afterlife? I am in no way suicidal/depressed, I think my killing myself was sort of rebellious/valiant way of not going to jail. weird

ok later

**A Lost Soul** · 01-03-2004 09:41 AM

Yeah, I have. I've died a few times in dreams. I've also visited my grandparents somehow. Or rather, they visited me.

By the way: Are you seriously in Maine?

**Lowercase Society** · 01-03-2004 01:59 PM

As i just posted in another thread just below this one...dreams can sometimes be more vivid than the waking world, as your senses increase.

That was a pretty strange dream, and any dream with death is confusing to me, as to anyone who expireneces it.
From death to a penguin, that, as you said, was strange, but do you have any idea-why a penguin?

Blessed is she who clearly sees the wood for the trees.
To obtain a ‘bird’s eye’ is to turn a blizzard into a breeze.[/b]

**Sesquipedalian Dreams** · 01-03-2004 03:59 PM

Yes i actually am in Maine.

Regarding the penguin:

The penguin was a yellow-eyed penguin, the rarest penguin in the world, it only lives in the southern south island of new zealand. I was just in the southern south island of new zealand, where the bird is somewhat of an icon, so thats why it was in the dream.