Mind babble...

I can’t say whether this dream I had was either a nightmare or just a dream gone bad.
As most dreams that do go bad in its course will most likely be just that: a nightmare. Yet this “dream” that I had could be called that, for it was not a very good one, and had left an imprint upon me that to this very moment I’ve yet to comprehend its meaning.

Some parts of my dream was hazy and somewhat vague, while others had a force of clarity that in some sense still lingers within my mind. It started off simple enough. How? It just came! There I was, somewhere not truly important, sitting outside somewhere unknown, along with my brother who said little at the beginning of it.

It seemed as if we were in the middle of a conversation at which I fail to recall what had been said. Our mouths were moving and we articulated each point I suppose with hand gestures and mock laughter. When suddenly this girl of at least in her 20’s appeared in front of us as if she were running away from something we knew not what.

Her demeanor was one of shock and fear, as she was heavily panting and desperately seeking something of safety or security. My brother and I stopped whatever it was we were doing and sat gaping at the girl running with the utmost look of fear in her eyes. Then this girl stumbled and fell face forward with a silent crunch as she hit the ground!

When she tried to rise from her fall, another girl appeared exactly as the first one had with one minor difference. She seemed to radiate hate but not so much evil…but something very real and palpable. When the first girl saw to her dismay the second girl fast approaching, she froze in terror!

Just then, the second girl straddles the first girl but not in a sexual way, more predator like than anything. Then she grabs a hold of girl on the ground and with her free hand finds a fist size rock and straight upper cuts the first girl on the face!! I gasped! I turned to look at my brother, but for some reason he became ghostlike, transparent…and I acted indifferent!

The girl that did the hitting then stood up, satisfied with her work, smiled at the now bleeding from the nose girl on the ground, then followed with a crooked smirk and walked away casually as if nothing had happened! Meanwhile the girl bleeding profusely was screaming and shouting for help, but it was the weirdest thing, as it was all in slow motion!

I could do nothing! I could not move to help nor could I reach out towards her. For some reason I was ignored throughout her whole ordeal. By then I was alone as my brother was no longer there, but in my dream it didn’t seem odd to me that he was or was not there. And this girl touched her wounded face and looked at her hands, I did the same. And when I looked at my hands, there was blood on them as if I had been the victim of such violence.

to be continued…

Holy shit... and yes, that's just about all I can come up with. First of all, I had no idea you could write like that. Second, where's the rest of that dream??

phew.... wow man.... hahhahaha... wow. neat stuff, wanting more now like crazy!

Holy sh*t man that's kinda scary 😱

especially for me....but now, part duex.

Odd as this surreal dream was, odder still was the way it played out in my…mind? For it was never continuous as if one were watching a film or DVD. Oh no! Some moments it would skip or jump leaving me clueless as to what was going on. Not unlike a vinyl record with scratches on it. And others would start off right where it left off. And the most boggling thing was/is that I never knew where it began or ended. Make sense?

So there she was. Bleeding and quite obviously crying, maybe from the pain or at having been viciously attacked, I did not know. As I was still unable to interact much. One minute she’s walking about in circles drunken like, staggering, touching that god-awful wound on her face. The next she’s on the ground on all fours, one arm out reaching to someone or something, hoping for aid of some kind.

The next minute, she’s on her back looking up at the sky only now she was surrounded by I think 2 or 3 people who’s faces were blurred and without description! The strangest part was, that I too was among these blurry faced genderless people wanting to help her, however futile it had seemed right then. Yet when I turned to my left, I also saw…myself, hapless as before, mouth moving sans spoken words. Looking very much like a little lost dog!

As my other self with the wounded victim turned away from my hapless self to minister some sort of assistance, a voice was heard. But by no one in the dream but me. The real me sleeping, having this dream. Yet did not know it for what it’s worth. Remember, I was asleep and only recalled most after waking. And what, did this voice say?

This non-corporal voice had said something on the order of a diagnosis as to what this poor girl was suffering. Some brain hemorrhaging, maybe a piece of her nose bone had penetrated her brain matter. But it was more eloquently and professionally said and quite sterile in the saying than I could ever attempt, as I am no doctor. And here’s the strange part. That voice I was hearing was none other than Dr. Greene from that hit show on NBC, ER! Wonders!!!!

It was then that this poor girl went back to staggering about, claiming to feel dizzy and weak. She tried to reach out to steady herself but found no purchase. She fell again on all four. But the strangest thing happened. Someone, from nowhere was desperately trying to put the victim’s left shoe back on the victim’s feet. It was a comical scene in my mind, because instead of putting her shoe on as one normally would: toes first then heel. This stranger was trying to put it back on heel first. I still sat there gaping all the while.

And yet again, it switched back to her walking again crying and sobbing and bleeding now more so than before. And I had an eerie sense that I was coming to the end of this bizarre dream. The girl halted and yelled out clearly to which I also heard: “I’m dying! Will no one help me? Please! Anyone! I don’t wanna die!!”

And with both hands I reached out, my feet and legs were unrelenting as it kept me from getting up! Then this girl that I did not know or for that matter shouldn’t care about dropped! My heart did the same. And my eyes widened in terror and the utter feeling of loss and hopelessness. This bleeding, dying poor girl whimpered and cried softly to herself. She uttered lowly the words “please”. And yet only I had heard her, and she was alone. I looked on, unable to do anything else but watch her death throes. She gasped, her breathing quickened and her sobs became a torrent of sounds that filled me with dread and deep remorse!

And when she laid still, not moving…I held my breath for what seemed an eternity, or so I had thought. And then the last thing this almost dead girl did was let out a slow and long sigh of acceptance that her fate had been sealed and beyond any redemption. And with a final twitch, her leg kicked out signifying she no longer was a part of the living. I was stunned with disbelief and sat hunched on my ass arms limp to my side. And all the while, I shed no tear. But the beat of my heart was felt with the strength of a large rock falling on my chest an hundred fold.

I knew then she had died. Lifeless. Another soul gone from this world. And you ask, what was it that had happened next? I’ll tell you. I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling.

😱 *shudders* WHOA.....

BUT WHAT THE HELL DOES IT MEAN????!???!

Originally posted by Fëanor
BUT WHAT THE HELL DOES IT MEAN????!???!

Well actually... maybe it's a product of some sort of guilt you are feeling... that could describe you not being able to help her but watching... and you feel helpless too.... what the hell am i saying, I'm not a shrink 😖

Originally posted by Coldfire
I HAVE NO IDEA BUT THAT SCARED THE CRAP OUTTA ME!!

Well actually... maybe it's a product of some sort of guilt you are feeling... that could describe you not being able to help her but watching... and you feel helpless too.... what the hell am i saying, I'm not a shrink 😖

but that was pretty darn good though 😄

Originally posted by Fëanor
HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! 😆

but that was pretty darn good though 😄

Originally posted by Coldfire
I scare myself sometimes 🙁

and why the sad faced smilie? 🙁

you know i don't like you using the sad smilie 🙁 cause then i do this cry which will eventually lead to this bawling

Originally posted by Fëanor
how so? 🙁

and why the sad faced smilie? 🙁

you know i don't like you using the sad smilie 🙁 cause then i do this cry which will eventually lead to this bawling

awww don't cry hug

dont look for meaning fea. if you are supposed to know it, you shall. trust me. hahaha.... had way too many dreams that bumped me around till i just said f it. it's just a dream. (namely the damned woman dream i have... argh! who are you dammit???!@!!!) 😂

Originally posted by Coldfire
Cuz I do things without meaning to... like typing all that shrink stuff... and some of those poems I've written, I have no idea where some of the ideas came from... and some I can't remember writing.... and it almost felt like I was in your dream when I was reading it.... it's scary sh*t 😱

awww don't cry hug

Originally posted by DreamingWarrior
dont look for meaning fea. if you are supposed to know it, you shall. trust me. hahaha.... had way too many dreams that bumped me around till i just said f it. it's just a dream. (namely the damned woman dream i have... argh! who are you dammit???!@!!!) 😂

Originally posted by Fëanor
whoa! oddly enough that came to my mind too...but i just brushed it off as being one of those things you dream about w/o it meaning anything. but you have given me food for thought...so where's the cool-aid? 😛 who she is and what she is meant to be is purely a subconscious wish on your part thus manifesting itself into a dreamlike state of wishful thinking...i'm thinking, i think?

I think you're thinking... or something haha 😛

Originally posted by Coldfire
😛

I think you're thinking... or something haha 😛

stop!

Originally posted by Fëanor
whoa! oddly enough that came to my mind too...but i just brushed it off as being one of those things you dream about w/o it meaning anything. but you have given me food for thought...so where's the cool-aid? 😛 who she is and what she is meant to be is purely a subconscious wish on your part thus manifesting itself into a dreamlike state of wishful thinking...i'm thinking, i think?

Originally posted by Fëanor
😆

stop!

😂

Originally posted by DreamingWarrior
hahahah yeah? hope so. but i dismiss em like crazy man, cause it is truly, just a dream. you dont get shot in dreams and then expect to be shot in life, ya know? or i hope not.... dying in dreams supposedly means you are starting a new path or chapter in life, so some dreams may have meaning, but it can be totally opposite of what you'd expect. so just enjoy your dreams, or hate em, but never fear them dude.

But yeah, if the things that happen in my dreams happened in real life.... it'd be one scary world let me tell you 😂

yeah. goodnight ladies and gents. and fare thee well this week. dont do anything i woudnt do... nahhh just do it! 😆