Special Dream
By S.Rose
On August 23 2002, I had the same dream again. I awoke screaming "I love you" as I plunged through my death and through the ripples of time and walked into an open arena. I had just fallen from a top platform with lots of chrome walkways and machines when I heard them talking about me saying the fire in the lights had given way and the platform fell. I plunged -- and grabbed a red vinyl covered handle on a machine. It broke my finger. I continued down the maze of hoses like I was on monkey bars swinging saying I was alive and singing I am going to live forever. I got to the ground walked across the open area to the other side of the room and realized this was my death but that I lived in time and I screamed "I love you" and dived into a wall of machinery supplies that gave way like water in a pond and I was thrown back in time. I was awoken by my girlfriend. It's the second time I had the dream exactly the same and more bizarre than anything I have ever seen or read. This is how it ended.
In the beginning I remember racing... a crazy race... I was going down giant water steps carved in the mountains of my home town by Joplin Branch Park. They were long and not steep and covered with water. We were sliding down them in water as if we were racing and all I remember is people sitting to the side of the waterway and one person put a cup in the water in front of me. I grabbed it and put it back on his table and said, "this is not a place for trash." I approached the bottom and started to run but I could hear a man talking to me. I looked back up and the railing was over me and I realized I had a pair of headphones that I took out and unfolded and shook the water out of. I put them on and he told me I would be out of contact for awhile and he would talk with me later in the course. He was wearing a gray suit and had gray hair... and older man i didn't know or recognize. I continued running into the tunnel.
The dream was very long and I consciously remembered it as I was in it. I had some cognitive thought in my waking brain telling me to remember this and I had seen it before. It was if my soul was playing me a movie -- a movie I had seen and was watching again.
The next significant part was me calling my girlfriend to tell her I was going to have sex with this young girl. I didn't know if I was or not, but I couldn't say no so I wanted her to hate me now and get it over with. I loved her -- I felt immense love for her. It was from a payphone in concrete that now seems like it could have been the outside of the arena I was in later.
The little girl was short and skinny with long black hair and small perky breasts in jeans and a wife beater with boots on... I was thrown into a room in a basement with a bed on the far left and a couch and trash and things scattered on the floor -- it was a wreck. There was a tool chest that my diesel clad girl was climbing on like a monkey trying to pry open. She almost knocked it over trying to open it and I helped her down -- I was worried she'd get hurt. Her jeans were so loose they fell and I could see the shaved hair over her pussy and I was turned on. I thought "so this is my dream girl?" The best my dreaming mind can imagine? I thought she was so hot but also thought that most people would not agree and something stole my attention to the right as I looked it was over.
The next series of events took place in that basement as well... someone came - another guy and the girl told me he wouldn't be mad but I had to go. I felt as if I did, but I was still there and the girl was gone. There was a women on the couch yelling at her lover who wouldn't have sex with her. She was masturbating on the couch in front of him giving him a verbal assault for never making love to her. So something in his pride breaks and he says daddy's going to give it to you good. Again, more things happened here. But they are a haze.
I was standing under the tree... I could see the morning rays beat down on the street but I was in the shade. There was a light breeze. It was 10:20 or so. I was talking over a fence.. one half hour since I dreamed this and memory haunts me already. I can't remember who I was talking with... a girl... and it became clear to me at this time that the dream was about time travel and that I could move through time and become different people. I saw the world through the struggling women's eyes on the couch begging her lover to love her and my new found gift had me in such awe that I could not use it, but just be amazed by it and be thrown to and fro.
In all, the dream was at least an hour and I wish I could write all the things that I can't remember -- even this moment they fly from my mind as I try to shake sleep off and see them clearly. Almost immediately after I learned my new gift... I was in the arena. It was a small civic arena -- several stages of chairs and concrete abounds.. people were exiting the building and there were small fires burning and everything seems chaotic. I was not rushing and I climbed to the highest platform... it was all chrome with short stairs that matched the stairs in my race... I climbed them ... it was as if everyone else was going down and leaving and all I could do was go up. Every set of stairs (5 stairs each ) that I came to, went up. so I walked up... and then a giant puff of fire came up through them in front of me and I felt the walkway shake and fall. I gave in to darkness and black and then...
I had just fallen from a top platform with lots of chrome walkways and machines when I heard them talking about me saying the fire in the lights had given way and the platform fell. I plunged -- and grabbed a red vinyl covered handle on a machine. It broke my finger. I continued down the maze of hoses like I was on monkey bars swinging saying I was alive and singing I am going to live forever. I got to the ground walked across the open area to the other side of the room and realized this was my death but that I lived in time and I screamed "I love you" and dived into a wall of machinery supplies that gave way like water in a pond and I was thrown back in time. I walked back in to the arena floor -- earlier in time looking from my dream girl the eve of making the phone call. I was awoken by my girlfriend. It's the second time I had the dream exactly the same and more bizarre than anything I have ever seen or read. This is how it ended.
Time travel and infinite loops of life. Strange topics and things I've seen and read about in my time. However, I have never felt the way I did waking from this dream -- and I write here now as proof. This was the most orgasmic, undiluted joy I have felt in a very long time. I cannot describe the peace that I felt -- my hallucinogenic trips pale in comparison.. they are so psychedelic and surreal, but lack the meaning that was packed in this dream. I awoke wondering if I could travel through time and thinking I will live forever in time. It seems so easy at the moment. It's as if my life long quest has begun to find that wall to dive through.
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