The Main Event

Dream 8/2/2017

My sister and I have been invited to travel with a family to Russia. It comes to the day of our departure. I have just received a call from the hospital that I am sick. The doctor doesn't recommend that I travel. He seems a bit irritated with me. I go to my mom's place of business. I don't know what she does for a living.

I talk to her about Russia and she tells me that I shouldn't travel. I adhere to what she says and call the family and my sister to tell them that I cannot go for health reasons.

My mom is having some sort of charity event at her work. She has invited all of the WWE superstars in today for a big conference. A few of my friends and I sit on a table in front of the auditorium. We say hello to each of the superstars. There is one superstar that is about 13 feet tall. Next to him is the Big Show, a 7 ft. tall wrestler. I notice Kane because of his red and black mask. I see the Undertaker. When I see Rey Mysterio, I jump down from the table to greet him. I always thought he was shorter than me, but he is very tall. I say to him, "Rey, I didn't know you were so tall." He chuckles.

When almost all the wrestlers are in the auditorium, the Miz and his wife come strolling up, casually late. I ask the guy next to me what his wife's name is. He can't remember. I yell out, "hey! Miz!" He waves back at me. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Bigfoot Carnage

Dream 5/7/17

In Russia, my family is hunting Bigfoot.

We stay in a humble place, not nice but comfortable. An American man comes to my window. I let him in through the side door. He needs to speak to my dad. I think this man is the leader of a Bigfoot hunting team in which my family has joined.

We walk about town in silence. There is light snow covering the ground and streets. Nobody but our team is out in town. I assume it is late and most people are asleep.

We find a Bigfoot. It is unclear whether or not we catch or kill it. Walking down the street, I see that some members of the team have caught a baby Bigfoot. He is cute and tries hard to run away. His cries attract his angry mother. She crashes the party. I run but behind me I see and hear the members of our team being ripped apart. Dream ends.

I wake up.

You Can't See Me

Dream 3/16/2016

I think I am on a field trip.

My friend, David, and I prank call the WWE. John Cena is filming a promo. Our call interrupts their shoot. David has the phone. He makes a bunch of weird noises and in the background, I imitate the lost astronaut (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Sgc1I9sjfc). The WWE is pissed. Dream ends.

I wake up

Homecoming

Dream 2/19/2016

Tonight is homecoming.

My old school is doing a celebration of all the classes together including those who have graduated. I'm getting ready at my house. I am in the upstairs bathroom. My mom is downstairs. All of a sudden, my phone turns on by itself and starts playing an audio clip (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Sgc1I9sjfc). The clip is an audio sound byte of a supposed woman astronaut that Russia sent into space in 1961. Her space flight encountered problems and her capsule went up in flames. The clip is a recording of her last moments. It is unsettling. It scares me. I run downstairs. My mom is moving an old camper out back. I finish getting ready in the camper bathroom.

I have to be at homecoming by 8 o'clock. I look at my watch. It's 7:56. I stress out and start yelling at my mom, telling her that we need to leave now! 

The school crowds all of its students and alumni onto risers in the gymnasium. My nephews are in pre-k and kindergarten. They stand in front. The school has made food for us but they didn't make enough. They say the alumni can eat first. I grab a bowl and bring it over to my nephews. I let them eat from it. Dream ends.

I wake up

The Saints Go Marching On

Dream 5-3-14

There's a storm coming.

War has erupted in Russia. Our troops flood the grounds to put out the fire. I find myself in an armored military vehicle. The soldiers and I exit the car. I stand with hundreds of American soldiers along a country road in Russia facing a field. On the other side of the area are hundreds of Russian troops. We can't see them, but we know they're there. 

The American troops start walking across the field in their battle stance. As they walk, a low manly murmur comes over the crowd. Hundreds of men singing, "The saints go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah. The saints go marching one by one hurrah, hurrah. And they all go marching down to the ground to get out of the rain. Boom, boom, boom, boom. Boom, boom, boom, boom." 

A song that I haven't heard since the days of my youth. When I sang it, it was about ants, not saints. The men march on.

A few soldiers and I drive up the road a bit to manage the situation. The singing stops.

The soldiers on both sides begin to fire at each other. For several minutes there is nothing but the sound of gunfire and the smell of gunpowder. Smoke fills the air around the battleground. The shooting slowly drizzles down to a few pops here and a few bangs there until finally there is nothing.

Suddenly, as if it were the chorus of victory, a full metal choir, we hear it. Off in the distance, hundreds of voices singing, "The saints go marching one by one hurrah, hurrah. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Battleground

Dream 3-4-14

An American civil war happens every year. My father is the general of the Union armies. He stays in bed most of the time and I report the goings on from the war.

At my house, my sister gives me a gun for my safety.

I walk out to my backyard where the current battle is happening. Several men including myself are tied to fighter jets. The planes take off. Straight up into the sky. Every plane is shot down except for mine. I parachute down to the front of my house.

I report to my father that we've taken Russia and Venezuela and next we're going to hit Iran. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Hot Water In Mother Russia

Nightmare 5-28-13 

I find myself in prison. I don't think its America. It looks like Russia. I am led down a hall to where the cell blocks are. I overhear a prison guard say that they are going to throw me into a vat of boiling water. (why do I always find myself in these kinds of situations.) There is only one guard here now. I attack him. I don't know if he is dead. I take his rugged clothes. I wear his dirty hat. I escape warning the others of what they mean to do. Somehow I make it outside into the bitter snow. Out of nowhere, I have a gun. The gun doesn't shoot lead bullets. These bullets are snowballs. Dream ends.

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I'm escaping from an unknown building. There are many of my friends on a porch cheering me on. This is real. I jump from tree to tree, launching myself toward the ocean. I make it to the sea. I think I am safe. The devil is now calling me out, not with words but rather waves. The waves aren't coming from the ocean, they are coming from the house. I duck behind a dock. The first wave crashes into the pier. I am soaked. Another wave comes. I duck for cover. Enough of this. I make a run for it toward the house. I think the attacks are over. My friends on the porch point out that something is chasing me. I look behind me and find that a ferocious cougar is chasing me. I run as fast as my legs will carry me. He is gaining on me. I make it to the porch. Dream ends.

I wake up.