Group Tag

Okay, when I woke up this morning, I knew the first half of my dream. Then I went back to sleep, and had the second half. As I sit here now, I cannot remember the first half, but I DO know it had nothing to do with the second half, so here's the second half.

We're in some type of alley, it's dark, I think, and we're all wearing orange shirts, pants, bike helmets, and pads. We are all sitting on orange bikes as well, there are about ten people, we seem to be kids. Someone says that we're now playing "group tag". And from what the dream says, here are the rules. There are two teams, let's say A and B. One member from the five man group A is the "target" that all five members of group B are trying to tag. The remaining four members of A are trying to protect the target as they race to the safety point, this game is played on bikes. I am on group A protecting the target, and the target seems to be Vince from that old cartoon Recess.

We begin to race, it's pretty quick, Vince is in the middle, and we're surrounding him, being followed by the other team. suddenly, I feel like I instatnly grow up fron at 9 to age 14, the age I am now. There's a scene in the middle, that's supposed to be the race I suppose. It's Bart Simpson riding on an orange bicycle in the street. It's now daytime, and we race down familiar hill, up a familiar driveway, to a familiar house. The hill, driveway, and house are all that of my old neighborhod in OK, and we are going up there, the safe point seems to be in the house.

Suddenly, I become a memeber of group B. Actually, all of the members of group B, let me explain. First, I am one guy, in first person view, but I swerve left off into the yard and hit some bushes, I'm out. Then, I'm one guy, but I swerve right and hit my old basketball goal. Now, I'm the last member of group B.

I follow them into the garage, it seems like I'm back to msyelf again, but I'm undercover. I follow the guy into my messy garage, this whole house is just like how it was when I lived in it. He hides behind a bicycle, and I'm on the other side. But I'm 14 again now, so I reach both arms around the bike, I move the left one to him, he moves to the right, and I quickly tag him with my right hand.

He stops, and I say "good job". And we begin to walk out. Then I wake up.

***What I think***

I used to love the show Recess, and in some dreams for the past several months my old house in OK has been in them.

Ninja

Before I get to the main part of the dream, there is one part that I remember. I am in Kakariko village from Zelda Ocarina of Time, and I pop out of a yellow deku flower, like in Majora's Mask, but instead, I fly horizontally like superman very quickly across the village. The view is third person.

Now, onto the main part. I'm some commander guy, from a starship it seems, around 35-40 maybe. I'm in this treehouse like place, and the people there are weird. They have these straw masks that turn into capes, and their clothes are very primitive and have designs on them made with fruit I guess. I get a bad feeling from them. For some reason, I leave and go into this desert like place, and I know I'm being followed by an appparent assasin. As I continue into the desert, I find that I can "burrow" under some sand dunes, but are really blankets, and I cover up under them and stick my arm up to make a "hill" type thing. I'm speaking into my watch communicator, when I feel the assasin standing on the "dune" over me, carrying a spear. I'm talking to another officer, and I'm speaking about losing the war, and just dying, but then he reminds me of my wife and apparent family. I then get a new resolve to fight.

I have the feeling of pushing up on the "blanket" to get him off of me, but suddenly I'm in this clay made house, with him standing outside a wooden door, and I push it and he goes flying back into another house (I'm in the house pushing the door in the same instant I'm pushing the "blanket", it just switches from the blanket to the house). I look around and I see several villagers are dead. This village almost looks like the one on Tatooine.

There is now what seems to be a "meanwhile, at such and such place" scene. Some guy who's weirdly dressed is talking to a bunch of followers, saying that some army is going to be there before them, and they will definately lose the battle.

I think I'm standing next to Ben, a friend of mine, and I'm dressed up kinda like a jedi, almost like Anakin from Star Wars II. Well, Anakin is also there, and he jumps into a tree, he'll follow Ben from there, I'll guard him from the ground. How? I'll move from shadow to shadow. The trees casting the shadows are like fat Christmas trees, the kinds we had many of in OK and one in my front yard. They cast long shadows in the neighborhood floodlights (we do seem to be in a neighborhood) and I duck into them, checking along the ground and wall to make sure my own shadow is properly hidden. One time, I look on the wall and my arm is sticking out in the shadow on the wall, and I pull it back in so nobody can see me on a glance, but if they look harder the outline of my body is darker than the tree's shadow. We start on one side of the house, and go around it to the other side, passing up the back side of the house.

We then get to the front, and I knock on the door, there's no answer. Ben comes to the front and walks right into the door. Then Anakin is standing there, but he's not important any more. I begin to take off some of the heavy layers in my uniform, seeing how it's too hard to handle in stealth, and pretty soon all that's left of it is just the vest, now I'm dressed mostly like Master Iruka from Naruto.

I go inside, to see it looks just like my old school STMA in the office complext. There's a computer at the front with an old man there, some women in the corner where the chapel should be, and his dad in the far corner where the ramp would be, surrounded by those wall partitions and sitting in front of a computer. There's a couch on the left side of the room, and I go sit on it. Some of Ben's brothers (well, not necessarily BROTHERS, more like little kids) invite me to play Super Smash Brothers Melee, and I play as Marth for a fight. I don't see how it turns out, because they all leave to play N64. I play a while by myself as Marth against some Alligator guy in Yoshi's level, surprised at how much they haven't played the game because I see a bunch of weird names and characters describing their levels and play time. Hmm.

I look over and I see Ben's dad working, and I generally look around the room for a while. There are several differences, like instead of the "front office" (the school was in an office complex, there wasn't an official one) there was a large window. There also seems to be a "meanwhile, at such and such place" scene. Some guy who's weirdly dressed is talking to a bunch of followers, saying that some army is going to be there before them, and they will definately lose the battle.

***What I think***

At first I didn't remember this dream, only that part in Kakariko village, then as I wrote it, remembered the sneaking around part, then I remembered the desert part. The Kakariko Village part is from me playing Zelda too much lately. I'm not sure about everything else though... maybe the strangeness of my inner self?

Like Musashi: Part 3

I stand up, ready to "cut her head off" with my bokken with a horizontal cut, but then I back down, I don't hold a good position, so I shouldn't attack. The others, however, all charge her. She runs off into a all, and I follow. We head into this room, but two people walk out of it past us: some blindfolded kid, and a slightly older bodyguard in a white uniform. By body guard, I mean martial artist. Both of them have shaved heads, like Chinese monks. They walk out, when I shout, "the kid is that lady!" well, I pretty much only think that, but the others seem to realize it also. We run into the previous room, and now the house is completed, and there are many people there.

Sitting in the window sill is that kid, but it isn't a woman, it's some Chinese boy about 12 years old, he seems to be meditating, and tells his bodyguard something. The body guard jumps at me, and just as I raise my bokken up to defend, the others jump up on that guy and take him down. Now, I go to attack the other kid. I shout something, but he doesn't respond. Then I start hitting him in the head with my bokken, but he doesn't seem to be responding to it at all. Whenever I hit, little flashes of light come up like in a video game, namely the Legend of Zelda. Soon the bodyguard comes back, and strikes, I knock it out of the way, my bokken seems to be gone for a moment as I fight a hand to hand battle. I go for his neck, but he bends down and blocks with his left hand. I knee for his back, now open to me, but he raises his right leg behind him to block. We both push away, and I have my bokken back. He lunges foward again, I deflect with my bokken, and go for the head, but he just grabs the tip of the sword, throwing it away with enough force to send me spinning also. I just go along with the push, turning around and I smack him in the face.

Now I'm at the front of the room, and people are talking. They seem to be the family of this Chinese guy (like the Tao family from Shaman King, all those fans who had to bear with that bad American editing... *sob*) who is now grown up, and also seems to be the guy who "gave me a push" into leaving. They say he's somewhat messed up in the head, and we lead them around the room, telling them about what's been happening. Then, we mention the basement, so I lead them to where it was located when building (this house is VERY nice, we did a good job I guess) was being built. It was now covered in wood, and I smacked through it with my bokken, opening a trapdoor. The black guy and I are standing there, looking down into the "dungeon". There is one thing there, a table, with some stuff on it (looks like a gambling table??) but draped over it are some blue strings. The black guy says something about "we can only guess what horrible things those are for." Then we turn to go back to the main room.

The family is apparently looking for their parents, who that Chinese guy kidnapped and imprisoned because he was mad. There was a box with nothing but windows and a door, with a wooden frame. Some guy is using a knife to carve some Chinese characters in the wall (but they look Japanese to me). And it is now unlocked. Another guy says "can I do the most important part?" (he is also a bit messed up in the head it seems) and he pushes open the door. Out comes the guy from my work in the first part of the dream, wearing a black tank top and black jeans. Then some woman comes out, but I only see half of her (my view is now like a tv screen) before it goes somewhere else.

Something now happens, but I forget it. Maybe NOTHING happens at times like this? I just think it does. Oh well.

***What I think***

I think, besides delving deep into my inner personality, it shows how I HATE TO BE DRAFTED FOR "volunteer work". It happens all the time. Stuff liket his:
Mom: "let's go!"
Me: "Where?"
Mom: "To Raleigh Latin"
Me: "why?"
Mom: "So we can help clean up."

Yeah, stuff like that.

Like Musashi: Part 2

The scene changes to one on the beach. Everyone is there, but hanging around by this black SUV that's on the beach, standing in the waves. I talk to several people, and a huge cliff appears, but it disappears after a while. We hang around there, until the waves stop. Some lady comes up, she's dressed like some girl scout leader. She asks several of us to come along with her. We go along, off the beach. As we pass, the waves stop, and the sky which we thought was huge, was really a fake wall, like in a movie set.

Now we're in front of this house, or at least the foundations of it. I'm now lying on the floor, while this lady is handing out tools to everyone, apparently we're doing "volunteer work". So we begin to build the house when the lady comes in with a bunch of cookies, and their the girl scout ones. We ask how much, and she says they are $9. We ask for what, and she says a box. We get pretty mad at those prices (The others and I) then she starts going BERSERK! And yells at us to get back to work. Pretty soon, we're all dirty, and working, when one of the black people (reminds me of the one from the factory earlier, in personality anyways) jumps over the building in progress and into the forest. This forest looks like the one by my uncles house. He begins to run, and the lady goes nutso. I look down, the house is on a hill, and I see that same lady in a black dress, then I look the other way, and the lady is dressed as a girlscout leader again. I then notice the lady in the black dress goes into the woods after the guy, but the trees aren't so thick we can't see them. Someone says about the black guy "he's wearing flip flops" so I guess we're barefoot? I couldn't really feel it.

I turn around, and the black person is back again. We continue this work for a long time, and instead of seeing things actually built, I turn around and a new wall is up. Such things like that happen all the time. The black guy is now working on what seems like a basement, but there's no way out of it, it's just a large rectangular pit, apparently so he can't escape. Soon we get very angry, and we're all standing on a huge pile of mud, but the mud is grey, it might not be mud at all, but it's wet, and we're standing in it up to our knees. We are yelling at her, someone says "we should have gone home a week ago" this is some sort of summer camp, because then some girl says "yeah, we're going to get in trouble." I realize I now hold my bokken in a ready-to-draw position, and I slowly inch it out of my imaginary saya.
*see part 3*

Like Musashi: Part 1

Okay, this dream is very interesting, and long. Before the dream actually "starts" (but this is still part of it) I'm leaving for work, and I think I'm kissing my wife goodbye. After waking up I forget most of the detail, but I am apparently very rich, and live in a very nice house. Then I start to drive to work (very fun).

I start at what seems like a nuclear power plant, a very advanced one. Lots of blue glowy things, and blue electricity, and the room is dark, so the blue power is even brighter. There are many machines there, but what's even weirder is, the actual building is that of my old house in OK. Well, there's a small explosion, and it's after that when I begin to think about leaving. Another person comes out of the room, he's white, and pretty muscular. We begin to talk in the hallways about leaving. He says "okay, let's go." and I respond "wait, I need to work, I have a family, I need to support them!" but he walks back, and just yells at whoever is in the room saying "Roland and me are leaving". So then we go out into the garage of my old house/power plant, and my car is there, but it's somewhat... shrunk, to that of a go-cart.

The next thing I know, I am driving backwards, with anothe care driving fowards right into me. Well, we quickly spin around (the car is a two seater, one in front of the other so it's longer than it is wide) and find we are on a go-cart race track. Lots of other people from school (I am now apparently younger) are in the crowd, which is small and practially standing in the narror racetrack. (by narrow I mean barely enough for my car as it is). We race around the track, speeding around tight corners, and blowing the crowd away with our racing, then my "partner" is thrown out of the car apparently, but I continue racing. Then my car goes out of control, and I am sent flying from it, and the car itself tumbles away. I, however, continue running on the track, in order to get above the people, I jump on a pole and I swing around in a huge arc over there head. Then there are a bunch of chairs in the track, and the place begins to change. There are two seats left: one by a friend and one by a hot girl. I take the one by the hot girl.
*See Part 2*

Just Another Day

There is a first part to my dream, I know there is. Unfortunately, I cannot remember it, I'll just start from what I do remember.

I'm lying on my bed in my room upstairs, it is about 8:15 (judging from the amount of light coming through my window) playing on my regular GBA, at least, that's what I felt in my hands. I look around the room, and I'm talking to someone, I don't know what I'm saying, and I can't exactly see the person. Whenever I glimpse them from the corner of my eye, the their disappear.

Next, I am sitting at the kitchen table, with my back to the window. The blinds are up, and the sun is reflecting off the candle stands and a sharp glare is coming into my eyes from my brother's math book. I look down at the newspaper, the green title shows it's the Money Section. On the right side of the paper, I see a bunch of numbers written vertically. I look at the number to the furthest left, and it starts with a five (or maybe a six), but there are six sets of three numbers (like thousands places, but six) over trillions I would guess. Looking to the left and slightly above these numbers is a picture of a woman, looks like she's been in jail, but apparently was released. I read the caption, and I don't think I ever saw the words, but I thought that she killed her kids (or something bad like that).

I'm now in my living room, the blinds are closed, so it's dark, but still morning. I'm leaning over the couch playing on my SP (with the light on) when all of a sudden, I get a third person view (this had all been first person) when a woman walks into the room. I'm wearing what I was wearing yesterday, a blue shirt and some green cargo pants. This third person view is like a video game cutscene. It is first person again, and I'm looking at my SP, but the light is so bright I can't see what's on the screen. I then look at the woman who walked in, IT WAS THE LADY FROM THE NEWSPAPER! AAAHHHHHHH!!!! She says something, don't remember what, nasty tone and a nasty look on her face too.

Next, I'm in my living room again, but it's nighttime, and I'm watching tv. My mom is also in the room, lying down, but she's flickering. One moment she's on the couch, but when I turn and look another direction, she's lying across the room. Then sometimes, she's not there at all. I also hear my brother sitting behind me, and from the corner of my eye see my sister sitting on the chair across the room. Well, the tv is lighting up the room a bit, and I can actually see it. It's advertising a new CD and the picture has lots of colors. On the bottom right of the screen there are songtitles, apparently from that CD. Mom mentions some song called "Rain 2". I think a song called Rain (or something like that) was made by Hillary Duff. Mom asks me if the song is any good (because I listen to the radio the most, so apparently I would know), and I tell her that it is.

There might be something after that, but I don't remember.

***What I think***

The other night, before bed, I dusted off my GBA and played some FE (fire emblem) so apparently that was a memory of that, except it was more along the lines of one o'clock in the morning.

The numbers on the newspaper were obviously supposed to be Japanese writing. But since I don't know enough to make sentences, it just makes numbers. Because at a glance, the writing in my Japanese reading exercise almost does look like numbers. When I eat, I often look at any old newspaper that's lying around, and I see everything from articles on Latin to movie reviews. So apparently my mind decided to make some lady who killed her kids, and who then shows up at my house! Sometimes I wonder what really happens up there. Anyway, her coming MIGHT represent my Aunt Kristine coming up here from Texas... but as far as I know she never killed her kids. Maybe a link to The Texas Chainsaw Massacre?

The last part in the living room is a typical moment when we watch a movie or just television together. Everyone was sitting in their usual spots, mom's either on the couch or the floor next to dad, sister on the thair, my brother and I somewhere else, either sitting on the floor or on the couch. And the Hillary Duff song? I might have heard it last night, because I sometimes turn on the radio before going to bed, but then turn it off when I'm ready to actually sleep.

Modern Samurai

Well, this dream was a bit odd. I'm sitting in this huge stadium, and it is HUGE, I'm only halfway up, but the field is only a small dot. The stadium is full, and I get up to go walk around. I see several people from Stoffer's party (see other blog), and I begin to recruit them for swordsmanship. They follow me, and we leave the stadium by a super-fast train at the top. Instantly we begin to walk out of an elevator (don't know how we got in), and I notice some of the people are different than the ones I recruited, I'm now "with the wrong crowd".

We go into this room and start talking, when another guy comes in, he looks 19, and he's basically a punk off the street, another person is with him, and the street guy is beating the crap out of the other guy. At first we try to ignore him and keep talking, but we can't help but look at the beating. The street guy tells the people with me (there are five currently with me) to do something, one after another, like to help beat the other guy up and join his gang. At first they are hesitent, then he tells them HE can beat the crap out of them, and the quickly do what he says. He gives them commands one at a time, me last. He almost seems to ignore me, as I don't recall having a command.

I just leave (I feel like I've been holding a shinai or a bokken, like for practice this whole time) down the elevator, and I'm on the top row of that stadium, talking to someone but my mom is nearby, I might be talking to her. I say "they weren't who I was looking for."

***What I think of it***

Well, some of the people at Stoffer's party were going to RLHS next year, and I really want to see if I can form a kendo team, so I seem to be recruiting for that. I don't know why all of a sudden the five people from Stoffer's party change to total strangers, but they are extremely detailed people, like I've met them all before... we basically talk about martail arts while watching that beating, but when they leave, I also feel like I'm wearing the kendo uniform, along with holding the shinai. When I say "they weren't who I was looking for" I was obviously referring to those people in the room, but maybe I was also referring to the people at RLHS, like they don't seem like they want to be in kendo. The people in the room after the elevator might be older versions of the people from RLHS (they all looked around 19), showing that in the long run they won't stick with kendo, so I leave the room. Maybe my recruitment will continue in another dream.