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Showing posts with label the matrix. Show all posts
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Wednesday, January 30, 2019

A Ghost Of The Times

Dream 1.29.2019




My father, sister, and brother-in-law have created or discovered a portal. I'm led to believe this is a time portal that will allow me to visit my past and future. When I enter the entrance, I suddenly find myself in another city. I know that I am not on earth, but this world isn't much different than my own. The city seems empty. It crosses my mind that I am in a simulation, like "The Matrix," made to believe that what I am seeing is real when it assuredly is not.

In this reality, it is unlawful for a laborer to talk to an upperclassman/woman. I walk through the empty city. As I walk, I look at the buildings. In part, they look real but in another way, computerized. In a tall building, I start talking loudly about penises. I am electrocuted with a taser and forcefully removed from the premises.

I stand on the roof of the building opposite where I was assaulted. A woman with me starts throwing bombs toward the building. When they hit the ground, she uses a detonator to cause an explosion. She was wronged too.

Education works differently here, as well. Instead of a child going to a school to learn, they spend the day in a specific house where the owners of the house teach them. Many kids are in the same house. I enter one home where I come across three rows of metal folding chairs. Fifteen or more Asian students are propped up in their chairs. I realize right away that none are moving. They are dead.

The strange people in this house show me their dead ancestors who are ghosts. The ghosts stand in a line. As I tap each one, they float away. The last one has a white face similar to the Rhinegeist logo with black, raven hair and dark eyes. I tap, but it refuses to move. It stays in my mind and never lets me go. Dream ends.

I wake up

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Repulsive

Dream 9/23/2014




   I am a warrior in a resistance fighting off the undead army of zombie darkness. After fighting for a while, i become numb and the zombies surround me. Luckily, I am friends with Ryan Reynolds, who is friends with the zombies, and he comes to my rescue. 

     When we arrive to his studio apartment, we are greeted by two beautiful women, one black and one white (variety is the spice of life.) That night I sleep in an office chair. When I wake up, I find both women in bed with Ryan, naked. I throw a tantrum. Ryan asks whats wrong but I don't really say. The bitterness inside me stems from the fact that I don't have anyone in my life to hold. He has two! 

     We live in an underground city. (It looks like Zion from The Matrix.) I roam the halls of an apartment complex until I come to a very luxurious suite. The bathroom alone is larger than Ryan's apartment. Their is three of everything. Three toilets, three sinks and three showers, plus a bathtub. I take a shower. Another guy is here as well. He tells everyone he knows about the suite and the presidential bathroom. Loads of people start pouring through the doors. It's shoulder to shoulder. The value of the suite is severely diminished. I leave. 

     My sister has just returned from a trip to Paris, France with two of her friends. I have a crush on one of these friends. We're all riding in a car together. The girl who I crush on is sitting in the backseat with me. I ask her about her trip to Paris. She talks to me as if I am deformed. I tell her about my trip to Santo Domingo. She could care less. What is it about myself that is so repulsive to the female demographic. Dream ends

I wake up.