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kajarainbow) wrote2005-09-27 05:26 pm
kajarainbow) wrote2005-09-27 05:26 pm
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Four quickie dream summaries
One of the problems I've noticed with dream entries is they often can go on and on attempting to recount all details. So I shall attempt to make myself more interesting and be brief. Four dreams in one to three paragraphs each.
One dream:
An area with distorted directions such that it's best just to follow your eyes straight to your destination, since others could be right next to the cabin one's standing and yet appear to be climbing the next mountain over. And the deep end of the sea is up the slope from you, inside the wall of water that is underwater-on-land.
An time anomaly such that there were three versions of parents and grandparents visiting at the same time.
I become Death. Death does not visit town because Death loses its powers in there and can die. Thus, Death presides only over the wilderness. I end up looking for a lost girl. I find her about to jump off a cliff. I tell her it's not her time to die. If she jumps, she will just get hurt, she won't die.
Another:
It was almost an riff on the Invisibles/the Filth.
Paint as weapons causing the Greys to switch sides. They got nastier and smarter, so that first we had to start using different kinds of colors, and then actually etching weird patterns on their tanks because they had put on a coating that kept off paint. Lots of more involved things I've forgotten by now.
More:
Zombies. Always good for annoyance, particularly when regular old ways of killing them don't kill and you have to break out the total vaporization of bodies. ;) One dream had me committing massive-scale decapitations with each swing of a giant sword before I got to escape from the steamwheel boat.
Another, the only way I could kill this creepo teacher was by suicide-bombing both of us to heck with a thermal grenade. I came back as some kinda nanotechnological cyborg who could shoot fireballs but that wasn't particularly effective on the zombies, and to make matters worse you could only tell them apart from regular humans by the ways they moved, no visible decay or weird eyes or any other clues. I ended up firing a lot of throwing-star-things that filled a passageway to form a blue forcefield of death that dematerialized the first thing to touch it.
One dream:
An area with distorted directions such that it's best just to follow your eyes straight to your destination, since others could be right next to the cabin one's standing and yet appear to be climbing the next mountain over. And the deep end of the sea is up the slope from you, inside the wall of water that is underwater-on-land.
An time anomaly such that there were three versions of parents and grandparents visiting at the same time.
I become Death. Death does not visit town because Death loses its powers in there and can die. Thus, Death presides only over the wilderness. I end up looking for a lost girl. I find her about to jump off a cliff. I tell her it's not her time to die. If she jumps, she will just get hurt, she won't die.
Another:
It was almost an riff on the Invisibles/the Filth.
Paint as weapons causing the Greys to switch sides. They got nastier and smarter, so that first we had to start using different kinds of colors, and then actually etching weird patterns on their tanks because they had put on a coating that kept off paint. Lots of more involved things I've forgotten by now.
More:
Zombies. Always good for annoyance, particularly when regular old ways of killing them don't kill and you have to break out the total vaporization of bodies. ;) One dream had me committing massive-scale decapitations with each swing of a giant sword before I got to escape from the steamwheel boat.
Another, the only way I could kill this creepo teacher was by suicide-bombing both of us to heck with a thermal grenade. I came back as some kinda nanotechnological cyborg who could shoot fireballs but that wasn't particularly effective on the zombies, and to make matters worse you could only tell them apart from regular humans by the ways they moved, no visible decay or weird eyes or any other clues. I ended up firing a lot of throwing-star-things that filled a passageway to form a blue forcefield of death that dematerialized the first thing to touch it.