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So, I had a very odd dream the other night. Thought I’d share with you all since I don't remember my dreams very often:

From where I could remember I was on an outdoors movie set. For now and for most of the dream I was in third person to myself. Some of the directors and actors were having disputes and for some reason the trailers were being replaced with new ones. I (human as were most everyone in this dream) went inside to one of these trailers and looked in all the rooms. One such room was a bedroom with two queen sized beds in it. I decided to lay on one of them. Then out of no where a couple – a guy with black hair, mustache, and modest build and a woman, hair golden and curly, blue ear rings – were having sex. Though think of it in the movie since, only saw moving covers and them being playful. They got spooked randomly because they quickly got up and left the room. My dreams are horrible censored because I saw nothing X3 least payed no attention. Not even when I apparently was naked randomly.

Then at the edge of my bed lay this weird creature. Think of it like a miniature pig but no real features other than round body and 4 legs, and a really weird crooked mouth. Now imagine the body textured and entangled with bark and wood and tree limbs. The creature spoke some words that I’ve forgotten and instantly began to take my feet into his maw. It gaped wide and the bark like exterior gave way to a moister and much fleshier tongue and throat. I was now in first person view. Soon he had my none struggling body inside his maw feet first. I was riding down his throat. The entire trip to his stomach it seemed as if the passage was getting wider and wider and soon I landed in a very large room: half flesh, half metal plated room of sorts. There were ledges around, cube in nature but still flesh textured and colored. So think of an industrial iron welded room but everything is made of flesh. I landed in a pool of what I immediately believed to be acid. Scared out of my mind a jumped and tried to wipe the acid off of me, making my way to a near by ledge to lesson the burning. The burning was very minute but I was scared that increased exposure would cause more pain. I instantly tried to find a way out again but had no such luck. I fell back into the acid because the walls started to secrete more and I slipped. Some got in my eyes and I thought I would go blind. In a way the acid didn’t do more than tingle, I was afraid for my life and my eyes over a liquid that barely did anything.

Then the room drained and I noticed again I was naked and dripping stomach juices. It was then one of the walls had an opening. I ventured over and noticed that beyond was a less fleshy, more iron welded industrial looking hall, or rather, secret passage. I walked through shivering as if I was cold, soon my perspective was out of first person and around the corner watching me pass now fully clothed. The area I can remember now was not of pink or grey as the previous parts of the dream were, but now it was red, brown, and grey. On my way next to some strange system map with different lights and such on it, another person about my age, was leaning on a wall with a cap on. He looked at me and I at him. We held a conversation but I can’t remember what it was. Something about escaping and needing to leave soon. We moved to walk through vents and other objects. A really odd maze of metal and passage ways. All the while we could see outside but no one around bellow our outside could see us. We were apparently inside a hanging vent like structure over a very large metal field. Walls surrounding the square complex. In the middle lay a very large stacking of boxes and things. Behind us a towering complex, glowing red and rusted in brown and black, very ominous. It was then I thought we were inside a prison and now escape was more urgent.

The alarms had be raised, men in odd communist like outfits and soldier like outfits ran some with those types of dogs used to chase down criminals for police, others just with those police bats. It was then we both agreed it would be very awesome if we could run really fast. As if by magic we were both near the stack of boxes. Time was of the essence. I don’t know how he got to the top of one of the large boxes (really large, think like these things are as tall as one story of a building and the stack is 5 high, descending in a pyramid fashion) I ran around the back, the pursuers went after my friend. I found a convenient ladder and jumped onto it climbing to the level my friend was at. I brought the ladder back with me only to notice a bunch of other apparent inmates bellow wanting to try and escape with us. Some of them were already on the different levels of the boxes, the entire courtyard was filled with soldiers and other prison guards while the inmates climbed the boxes, some of them urgently others were just laying back and enjoying the view, I saw one kid sitting on the edge of the box, kicking his feet, merrily enjoying himself.

I made my way to the top as with my friend. There we some how constructed a parachute device (it looks like a slightly stained white cloth with some metal strands all around it, threaded through till it met at a handle where the corners connected). We planned to glide over the walls to safety. But my friend took the item, looked at me with a grin and jumped with it off into the courtyard bellow, I was a bit pissed that he would do that and only to go back to those we were running away from but in mid flight he threw back the gliding parachute. He fell to the courtyard and I grabbed the chute. I felt sad for him and hoped he would be ok, I felt like I lost a dear friend.

People started to crowd the top and I knew I had to leave or his sacrifice would have been in vein. With one heroic leap I jumped off in the direction of the court walls. But they were too high and for some reason I wasn’t gliding as well as I thought I’d be. But there was a wall that apparently was being repaired. It was opened up like a closet to reveal the insides to be half its actual height. I was in luck! I made my way and barely was able to grab the edge of the wall and climb up. There I saw apparently what I believe to be the same couple who were in bed previously, though clothed this time, working on the wall. They were a bit shocked at my arrival and equally confused as I jumped off to the other direction. As I glided slightly through the air a train passed by and I was swept up, almost like I got a new gust of wind under my chute. I was able to land on top of the speeding train and retract my chute. From there I felt free! Free as a bird. I felt so alive and adventurous, I made my escape! But I knew I had to get farther away least they come after me. A few ducks, leaps and bounds over some obstacles (think mirror’s edge during the train portion) and I was coming upon a tunnel, I had to leap quickly but with luck I saw another train across the grassy industrial like train park.

I was able to glide to the top of that one only to have an extraordinary gust of wind push my chute away, but I felt in control. I was now flying across some of the country side, the prison still in my sites. I soon came upon one of the largest barn like buildings I’ve ever seen, at least 10 stories high. With some apparent control over the power of gust under my chute I took it in both hands (previously this chute was controlled by one hand at the handle) and I was shooting like a rocket towards the building. Other onlookers might think I would crash into the building but seeing as I was alone that did not matter to me. I switched directions quickly and soon was flying vertically.

If any one remembers watching Zoids: chaotic century, Van being the main character, then they should remember the part when he held onto the safety line of his hover board for dear life as it sped him up the dead zoid’s body (this being episode one). That’s pretty much what I was doing till I made it too the roof. From there the colors changed and now were blue and green and I saw vast landscapes and mountains waiting for me. I knew I was a fugitive now and would always have to watch my back. But everything seemed all right now. A new life awaited. I didn’t want to go back there. I missed my new friend. I only hoped he could find a way out. It was then that I planned to find some way to sneak in again, possibly under disguise. But that would wait till later. I was free now, and with my magic chute I went off flying and *bzzt – fog—transformers--- bzzt – aliens –bzzt woke up* didn’t remember much beyond that really.

But man, what a strange dream… as soon as I woke up I could remember all of it! It was so very strange, the emotions I felt were very strong, the feeling of confusion, then pain, then suspense, then urgency, fear, betrayal, sadness, and finally adventure and freedom. I honestly don’t know what this dream meant but it’s one of the few I ever remembered… I really don’t remember dreams that much let alone details and emotions.

But ya, that was my dream… I might actually do some artwork. I can’t really describe with words but the picture of the people, clothing, and areas, there all sort of in my head perfectly clear in a way, yet just can’t express it verbally.

Thoughts, interpretations?