I've spent pretty much the last four days in the company of top lad Alex Dugal in commemoration of his 18th birthday, which means that I've known him now for approximately 16 years. He's a top lad.
On the Thursday, he came round here for cake celebration with my family (epic Minecraft / Alex and his kittens cake courtesy of Ruth Lovell), on the Friday we had a Nandos celebration with our mutual friends from XL and he slept at my house, on the Saturday I went to his house and slept there, and today we all went to the Easter Morning service at the Bridge. Between those last two days, as I lay sleeping on the floor under the rickety bunk bed of my longest standing companion, I had a dream worthy of a second dream log. (The first one's here.)
The Dream
The dream starts in a grimy underpass of some kind. There's a normal 'through-pass' kind of thing going on, but also a small cube of space to my left. The two are separated by a chain-link fence that has a doorway/gap in it. Somebody is a few steps behind me, a friend. Possibly Joel Williams. In front of me there are two velociraptors. They might be eating a dead person. A small T-Rex appears, and begins to eat them. It stands a little in front of them, opening and shutting its jaws repeatedly near them so that half of its teeth are sort of scraping / chewing at them. The velociraptors make a similarly half-hearted attempt to defend themselves, and the overall impression is reminiscent of those mono-dimensional combat animations between sparring avatars in dated strategy games that serve as a simplified representation of the attritious combat of two warring factions. After a while it becomes apparent that the velociraptors have won, as all at once most of the Tyrannosaurus' skin has dissapeared and he is dead. Now it is just me and two velociraptors, and that is where things normally get awesome or terrifying. Neither of those adjectives really seem apt for describing what happens next. Perhaps more fitting would be 'surreal' or 'eerie'. Having said that, 'surreal' is kind of a given in most dreams.
The dream skips ahead a couple of minutes (as dreams do) and I find myself in the aforementioned chain-link partition with the velociraptors. They are not eating me, but I am eating with them. They occasionally hand me a small, rather delicios nibble of cooked mince meat type stuff. I'm not sure if it's an animal or a dead guy, but I feel worryingly like it may be the latter. Also I'm writing this a long time after the dream now, so I can't remember so much.
Now I'm running with a bomb, and I know I'm being chased by velociraptors a few blocks behind. I think I also have waypoints and a GTA style mini-map. People are panicking because they know the velociraptors are on their way, so I keep running. Eventually, a velociraptor catches up with me, takes the bomb and runs on with it. Turns out he was just trying to help. Misunderstood velociraptors seem to be a thing in this dream.
All I can remember now is that I'm doing an exam or something in a part of my school I've never seen before. It's all curvy and colourful. Then I get lost and wander into a dilapidated, corrugated iron, slum like corridoor. At first I'm confused, but when I get out I mention to David Glover that I 'stumbled into the old Geography corridoor, which I had completely forgotten about. I met Andy Lovell and explained to him that the school was very changed, and he said he was going to speak to Miss Davis. I got to English and Miss Davis told Andy to go away. There were foreign people in my class. Their skin was half blue, half not blue. They were a brother and sister and sat on opposite sides of the classroom. I sat down next to the blue girl. She made good conversation and wore an impressive blue hat, as did her brother. It was like a super cool berret, but I can't remember very well now. Then I woke up.
On the Thursday, he came round here for cake celebration with my family (epic Minecraft / Alex and his kittens cake courtesy of Ruth Lovell), on the Friday we had a Nandos celebration with our mutual friends from XL and he slept at my house, on the Saturday I went to his house and slept there, and today we all went to the Easter Morning service at the Bridge. Between those last two days, as I lay sleeping on the floor under the rickety bunk bed of my longest standing companion, I had a dream worthy of a second dream log. (The first one's here.)
The Dream
The dream starts in a grimy underpass of some kind. There's a normal 'through-pass' kind of thing going on, but also a small cube of space to my left. The two are separated by a chain-link fence that has a doorway/gap in it. Somebody is a few steps behind me, a friend. Possibly Joel Williams. In front of me there are two velociraptors. They might be eating a dead person. A small T-Rex appears, and begins to eat them. It stands a little in front of them, opening and shutting its jaws repeatedly near them so that half of its teeth are sort of scraping / chewing at them. The velociraptors make a similarly half-hearted attempt to defend themselves, and the overall impression is reminiscent of those mono-dimensional combat animations between sparring avatars in dated strategy games that serve as a simplified representation of the attritious combat of two warring factions. After a while it becomes apparent that the velociraptors have won, as all at once most of the Tyrannosaurus' skin has dissapeared and he is dead. Now it is just me and two velociraptors, and that is where things normally get awesome or terrifying. Neither of those adjectives really seem apt for describing what happens next. Perhaps more fitting would be 'surreal' or 'eerie'. Having said that, 'surreal' is kind of a given in most dreams.
The dream skips ahead a couple of minutes (as dreams do) and I find myself in the aforementioned chain-link partition with the velociraptors. They are not eating me, but I am eating with them. They occasionally hand me a small, rather delicios nibble of cooked mince meat type stuff. I'm not sure if it's an animal or a dead guy, but I feel worryingly like it may be the latter. Also I'm writing this a long time after the dream now, so I can't remember so much.
Now I'm running with a bomb, and I know I'm being chased by velociraptors a few blocks behind. I think I also have waypoints and a GTA style mini-map. People are panicking because they know the velociraptors are on their way, so I keep running. Eventually, a velociraptor catches up with me, takes the bomb and runs on with it. Turns out he was just trying to help. Misunderstood velociraptors seem to be a thing in this dream.
All I can remember now is that I'm doing an exam or something in a part of my school I've never seen before. It's all curvy and colourful. Then I get lost and wander into a dilapidated, corrugated iron, slum like corridoor. At first I'm confused, but when I get out I mention to David Glover that I 'stumbled into the old Geography corridoor, which I had completely forgotten about. I met Andy Lovell and explained to him that the school was very changed, and he said he was going to speak to Miss Davis. I got to English and Miss Davis told Andy to go away. There were foreign people in my class. Their skin was half blue, half not blue. They were a brother and sister and sat on opposite sides of the classroom. I sat down next to the blue girl. She made good conversation and wore an impressive blue hat, as did her brother. It was like a super cool berret, but I can't remember very well now. Then I woke up.
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