February 3, 2019:
I can't quite remember where any of these dreams started, per se, but
I haven't written one in what feels like forever. I almost woke up
earlier for the sole purpose of writing at least the first dream down
because I felt it to be interesting enough to deserve a record. Anyway,
lets just get to it;
There is a slight impression that I might
have had a dream before it about guns - perhaps it was a dream where I
watched a movie, which is more likely than the alternative - but as far
as I can remember it started with something that in no way is related to
this. It was most likely the night, as we weren't wearing any attire to
imply it was winter. Some of the people there were wearing jackets,
including someone who was rather tall and lanky who wore a thin-looking
coat.
Anyway, the dream touched an aspect of imagination that my
dreams wouldn't normally go near; I was more or less literally one with
someone else. I'm pretty sure it was with my best friend, Austin. To be
exact, I wasn't there in a literal sense, but it was more like my
consciousness existed a little behind him, as if I was possessing or
following him as an incomplete being. Unfortunately i can't quite
remember what lead to the next moment, but somehow I was released from
these binds, and came to existence.
To be honest, it reminded me
of my favorite Japanese comic, JoJo's Bizarre Adventure. Unlike JoJo,
though, I wasn't this incorporeal psychic manifestation of someone's
powers. Going on, I almost forgot to mention where we were; we were in a
parking lot near a small incline in about two small sets of concrete
stairs. There were people sitting beneath the veranda - about three or
four, and one other blonde girl sat outside of the veranda. Once I had
became physically existent, I picked up small rectangular box shaped
pieces of wood, and tossed it at the woman. One of them somehow missed
and hit the pillar of the veranda, and the other hit the head of the
target, leaving her forehead bleeding.
Obviously my waking self
would never do such a thing, but in my head's narration, it explained
that although I was the 'protagonist', I wasn't necessarily a 'hero' or
'villain'. To be precise, it was put in a much more simple fashion that
in my opinion sounds marginally better, but at the same time, the
narration didn't exactly put it in words, exactly, but instead a feeling
with some words attached. In other words, an average thought process in
the waking life.
Either way, no repercussions came to me. With a
reason that fails to be recalled, I went to the people on the first few
steps the veranda and attacked a lanky man wearing a dark and long
coat. Granted, the coat might not have been long, and it might have been
just been the relative proportional differences from him and I, but
either way I knew who I was approaching. This young man - perhaps around
my age, or late teens - was the son of someone I, apparently, had a
reason to dislike. Seeing me, he had told me he would tell on me to his
father, so my aggressiveness towards him wasn't entirely uncalled for.
As far as I can remember, the dream more or less ended with me finding
myself as "superior" to him simply because I was a part of a power or
had a power that he otherwise didn't have. The next dream I'll write
about actually happened two dreams later. Of course, because of how
dreams work, it could have been a mix of the two dreams, but that really
isn't the point.
This dream started off with me logging onto a
game I haven't played in awhile. To be exact, it was an old dream's
interpretation of the game; Guild Wars. On terms of art and gameplay, it
was actually pretty similar, but it very much took place in a location
that may or may not have resembled many outpost/city locations. color
pallet wise, you could compare it to Lion's Arch - various shades of
grey from ancient buildings, and rich grass with equally rich blue
waters. In this case, the water was a very "small" river. as far as I'm
concerned.
Anyhow, I was logging into this game to talk to some
people. I was apparently in this guild that I had been in for quite some
time, and when I logged on. the guildmaster greeted me. At least one
person was able to view where I was, and asked what I was doing there.
At the time, in fact, I was going around accepting daily quests. I
didn't really want to do anything more but the most simple quests - talk
to that guy, get some experience and money type of quests.
I
quipped that I was, in fact, there to level, as one would do at the max
level of 30 (which for those who may be confused; the max level in the
real Guild Wars 1 is 20). The next part may have technically been
another dream, but for simplicity's sake, lets just assume it was a
different dream that started as the other finished. Either way, if I
woke up, I immediately went back to sleep anyway.
This dream
pointed to a memory that may or may not have been yet another dream that
I had this night, but honest to god I haven't the slightest idea. At
one point, my second oldest brother, Luke, had apparently reviewed a
game. The creator, a woman, had gotten upset at her opinions, so she
went to various late night shows to get it reported. My brother had
gotten in trouble, even though nothing he did was a personal attack on
anyone. On an arguably bright side, this did give him significantly more
fame.
It was some time after this event that the dream started. I
had been watching YouTube videos No idea what exactly, but when a
particular video ended, I accidentally clicked something which
downloaded this program that had brought up a window. This window was
full of details, more than what an installation screen would normally
state, but I had no reason to read any of it. Trouble is, I couldn't
just close the window. It'd pop back up not a second later, and if I
were to hit the "next" button, I had to either check one of two weapons
"Next (install)" and "Next (Review)". Contextually, I knew "review" just
meant that if I hit the next button, that it'd literally just loop
around until I just installed it.
Nevertheless, I refused to
install the virus, and eventually hit "Next (review)". This, despite the
implications, just installed it without another word. This opened a tab
that showed a semi-intractable screen that sort of resembled a Windows
'95 UI emulating a Windows XP desktop in the small window's confines. I
turned my screen to my brother, asking if it was harmful. He said that
it was old enough that on my computer - a Windows 10 computer - it would
have little to no adverse effects. The dream ended with my brother
talking about his frustrations concerning the manufactured drama around
his review. I don't remember a whole lot, but he was certainly
frustrated with the results.
