So, this is difficult for me to get into
I've always been very private
But im in a place where i dont know where to go, and i lack any understanding.
I find myself going back and forth easily, though with great confusion trying to grasp to what is physical and real, but i find it to be increasingly
difficult to wake from that other world.
There are dreams that have left an impression on me... and i'll start with the one that has in a way come full circle
A full decade since i had this dream, August... 10 years ago... i was 12... and this dream in all its vivid horror remained engrained in my mind...
but this is the first time i will be revealing the whole dream... i dont know why... i just feel, an urge i guess.
I always left it out... because of all the people who have tried to help me... i didnt want anyone to not take seriously something that had struck me
in such a way that i remember every single detail and it still draws out my emotions to this day...
So the dream started very basic... innocent even.
I was at my home in Arizona... my dog and I playing outside, running around in the grass, beside the pool, our usual thing, i was practicing with a
makeshift sword, my dad had made as a gift for me. A functional sparring tool really made from pvc pipe. After a little while the sky grew dark...
becoming red as blood, clouds darkening... and fire began to rain down... asteroids possibly?... in a panic i went to the back door (a sliding glass
door) and i called out to my parents and sisters telling them to come outside quick... as i did so i heard a deep humming...
This is the part i left out for the last 10 years
A ship descended landing in the backyard, a boarding ramp lowering as if inviting me in...
i didnt... i didn't take the chance... i watched as one of the balls of fire crashed into my home crushing my family inside beneath burning debris.
Crying out, shouting and calling out to my family, i began digging through the rubble, burning my hands until the pain became too much... in the
process of doing this, the ship was struck and destroyed...
It didnt bother me... i lost the most important people in my life... thats what mattered... but they were gone and i could do nothing
when i finally gave up i picked up my practice sword, and my dog followed at my side as i headed to the back gate of the house, since i couldnt go
through the house. The gate was shattered and flung apart by the impact of the fireball and as i made my way out to the street two figures ran
through, as if in slow motion, a woman dressed in white, almost like a wedding dress... and a man dressed in black... a button up shirt and slacks.
The man took the woman in his arms and held her, the woman seemed distraught.
I didnt look back though and as i walked through the gate it began to rain, more specifically it began to rain red (blood possibly?), i walked out
into the street, to see my neighborhood burning... but one thing was out of place... a statue easily 2 or 3 stories tall stood in the street. A statue
of an angel with one arm raised high to the sky, but broken at the wrist, its hand missing. As i approached the statue i found its hand laying on the
ground, clutching a polished black sword, as if cut from a single immense piece of Obsidian, with strange markings along the blade. I then heard a
strange noise and i looked up to see the red sky, raining red still however with a massive rip in it... like a tear in fabric to see the night sky...
to see stars beyond this rip/tear. As i stood there staring i felt a weight in my hand that was holding the practice pvc sword. I looked down and the
sword that had been in the angel's severed hand, had appeared in my own hand.
At that was that... i woke up crying... and have never forgotten the dream...
Several months ago i had another vivid dream... with one significant aspect that makes it worth remembering...
It was a vague dream... people were gathered, seeking shelter, seeking sanctuary from some unknown force. As they gathered together to listen to the
speech of one individual i was looking around. I sensed something malevolent. And i was right... beyond the reach of the torch light i saw clouds of
darkness swoop and weave in the darkness before taking the form of armored entities... constructs of metal armed with blades. I began shouting to the
crowd to run, to get as far away as possible. As i did so i engaged the armored constructs. I couldnt hurt them with my weapons. Swords of steel,
modern functional swords that broke against the armor. and only passed through the shadows that held the armor together
No they were not stainless steel garbage, the swords i own in real life are made of folded steel and I would settle for nothing less. Frankly I
wouldnt be stupid enough.
Even as my swords broke i continued to engage the constructs, trying to keep their attention away from the people who were running.
At some point a group of people dressed in clothing that one could define as post-apocalyptic came rushing in, some engaging the animated armor while
others guided the civilians out to safety. A woman ran up as i was fighting the construct i had first engaged, and she threw me a sword. The sword she
threw to me, and the reason i feel i had to remember this dream, was the sword from the dream 10 years ago. A sword that appeared to have been cut
from a single piece of obsidian.
From that point on we were able to drive the constructs back, this black sword cutting through their armor easily and efficiently
It came to a point where we were lined up together (the group of strangers and myself) as the constructs continued to approach us unrelenting in their
And then i woke up
Recently... approximately 2 weeks ago... i experienced a dream where i could not move, not in the sense of paralysis... rather my body felt relaxed...
i didn't want to move... shrouded figures, that being figures who's features i could not see as they were completely shrouded in shadow. A disembodied
voice spoke to me
"You are being activated for your intended purpose", the dream that followed is utterly meaningless to me and i feel no need to share it, however i do
remember it entirely.
3-4 weeks prior to that i had an experience in my room, where i lay in bed. I felt awake for sure as i had just woken from a dream. As i lay there
thinking i saw unusual light illuminating the wall i was facing. From my position the window was behind me so it made sense. At first the light was
white and then it became brighter and i became curious, I started to lift myself to sit up and look but as i lifted my head the light suddenly turned
green and i felt my body lock up on me. I strained and struggled and i was able to clench a fist even forcing myself to be able to move little by
little when suddenly everything went dark, as if i was knocked out. The next thing i knew i woke up landing in my bed. And i do mean landing. I felt
myself bounce off the bed in a position where i was laying down.
Ever since dreams and reality have been more and more blurred, and its harder to wake up.. and even more difficult to tell when im awake and when im
Ive had no answers, and nobody seems capable of giving me sound advice...
but i felt that i needed to put these out there
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