I notice my friends, Boothy and Kevin were there. They were playing around with the sound system. Boothy looked like Bruce Springsteen, in the dream. Boothy's girlfriend was there watching and dancing alone.
I remember at one point, he took the mic from Kevin and started singing something from "Iron Maiden", one of his favorite groups in real life. Kevin clapped when he was done. Brian's behavior wasn't like him to get up on stage like that. I only assumed that he had more confidence to get up there because of his new girlfriend? Nothing screamed, "You are dreaming" yet! Then Kevin took the mic and started to sing something from The Phantom Of The Opera Musical. Kevin, on the other hand, loved the stage. He was the coordinator of this event, in the dream.
I looked over at the book section and I saw Troy Boone submerged in a book. I think it was Friedrich Nietzsche that he was reading. I mean, it was something he would read. However, I couldn't read the words. It was scrambled.
It felt like pure nostalgia at the moment, taking everything as I leaned on one of the large brick pillars with my arms crossed. I rest the side of my head on the brick. I looked down and noticed that I was wearing a black hoody that smelt like seater with the words that were backward in the dream. My jeans were a dark shade of blue.
Maybe a little false nostalgia. But, it felt so right. I could feel a little chuckle escape my lips as I saw David Blackstone trying to ask some girl out but, tripping on his feet. The attractive girl just made an eye roll and walked away, in the dream. That was not different from what happens in real life.
It was some "Spring Carnival" at my college, in 1986?
The aroma of different foods filled the air. The weather was bright. I felt good as I made my way through the crowds around the College quad. Everyone was dress in that era? For a moment, it felt like I was back on my friend's farm, like the parties that we used to have when I was little.
My sister was there she was playing on one of those Skip-It things? Then back to the on-campus party.
Then there were these cars that drove up. The first, car started to move so, I took the car out from being parked and followed behind. Then all of a sudden, it morphed into a blue child's toy car, like the one that I had when I was little. I didn't fit in it as I was too big for a toy like that. I was also, stuck.
Then the guy in the truck in front which looked bigger because I was riding in a toy car. The truck slowed to stop. Nothing at this point screamed that you are dreaming. At this point, so focus on what is on the car that I wasn't exactly paying attention to what I was doing.
I must have pushed the gas instead of the break and hit the back of the car. The dream felt like it was there for an hour.
Hey, I felt like my feet were very big in the dream!!
Just then, I could hear the driver in the car truck get out of the car. The guy looked massive. The looked exactly like Jason Momoa, in the dream. He looked angry at first, then when he saw who I was he laughed and asked me, "Dude! How did you do that?"
At this point, started to realize that I was dreaming. I stopped what I was doing and focused my attention on my hands. everything else blurred. The sounds of the rhythm of the crowd became more muffled as Iooked at my hands. I studied my hands and then pushed my left thumb into my right palm. Success. It went through like Jell-O.
Then my sister came up behind me, hit me in the back of the head and said bluntly, "Do you have anything to add to this Lang! Or are you going to sit there?"
Then whoosh!! The scene changed and I knew was in the belly of some airship. I recall that it smelt like saltines and fish. The scene changed made me feel dizzy as I looked around the room. I took note that there were preserved foods such as salted beef, salted fish, beans, peas, porridge, and biscuits.
Rocket, The Raccoon and Momoa were there. This was when I decide to try to do one of the Basic TOTM's task. (RelicWraith) Then I recall challenging the crew to Consume as much spicy stuff until they catch on fire. Everyone seemed to stop before the 20th levels of hotness.
So, I did. I remember consuming so much spicy stuff that at first I started to feel burning from within. I could feel my skin blister as I felt like I was cooking from the inside out. Like a weather map.
Then I was breathing fire. Then finally. I was on fire like a solar eclipse, burning bright.
Link to DJ here:
https://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/lang/2-10-2020-88784/
