Have you ever had that dream where everyone in the world has just disappeared? Of course, you can’t see the entire world but you just know that suddenly you are alone and everyone else has just vanished overnight in that all-knowing intensity dreams have. I have never dreamt this, my dreams are annoyingly peopled. Nor have I ever had that other usual dream of flying or floating or even being naked somewhere dying from embarrassment only no one has noticed you. I don’t seem to have normal dreams.
Anyway, it was one of my crazy ‘what-if’ fantasies as a kid: waking up to realize that the world is the same as you remembered except you’re the only human being in the planet. It was a happy scenario for me, I would daydream of living on a different house everyday, kinda like being in other people’s shoes literally, not really living their lives but knowing their lives. It was only recently that I realized that the entire situation could be sad and depressing for a lot of people.
The flying floating dream, I honestly have never dreamed that. But I have dreams where I have that distinct feeling that I’m falling, crashing down to earth. I always have dreams like that. If in my dream I’m in a high floor even if it’s just the second floor of some wacky building that mutates from my room to a school building, once I lean over the railing to look down, the railing crumbles as well as the floor. I’m not sure what that means but I’m not really afraid of heights (I’m only afraid of heights if there is movement involved…)
Why am I telling you this? I actually have no idea. I rarely even remember my dreams and when I do it’s something weird and freaky I’d rather not have remembered it. Like this morning…
I woke up today with that feeling. The only vague details I could remember involved getting kidnapped by an owner of a photo studio wearing pumpkin orange business suit while toting a water-gun filled with acid. There were previous action-packed scenes where there were robots that looked like the giant sentinels from Miyazaki Hayao’s Laputa (Castle in the Sky) shooting off acid that a dream character defeats by throwing something at it because it was annoying and they were wrecking the house while she was trying to get to her normal morning routines. The character morphed to being me after a while, or I just realized that it was me all along. Then I was in a photo studio trying to get a picture recopied for some bank application forms. When the pictures came out it was a matte photo of my five year old self. Then I was suddenly in a car, the kidnapper at the driver’s seat, my mom beside her and my brother beside me depressed because he wasn’t able to attend a school event that required everyone to cross dress. There even was a scene where we watch his classmates and cliqué in a sack that was meant to be a dress playing with (or probably eating) lipstick. The kidnapper was, weirdly enough for a supposed kidnapper, driving us home. As I understood, she wasn’t really after money (she was rich, I just know it) but revenge of some sort and she was sort of reminiscing with my mom who isn’t even bothered by the situation we were all in. I was kinda reminded by the uncovering plot of Margaret Atwood’s The Robber Bride which I am not even halfway to finishing.
The car slowed down by our newly painted gate. I woke up puzzled.
I never understood my dreams. Maybe it’s supposed to be funny…
4 comments:
I once had this dream that I was inside a cad and my Ipod ran out of battery, the driver offered to charge it in his cab so I said ok. After a few minutes the engine died and he launched into a fit saying it was my fault because I charged my Ipod. I had to fight back, we went out of the cab engaged in this heated. As he stepped away from his door, he took a long metal tube, he aimed for my head and before I could feel the impact I woke up only to find out I was only asleep for a few minutes. It's amazing what rapid eye movements do.
-Tom
do you believe the saying that if you die in your dreams you're dead in real life? maybe that's why we just suddenly wake up to save us from dying there
Maybe, there's this one really bad dream I had. I just moved in this apartment and it happened during the first few days. I remember waking up and seeing a man standing by my curtainless window. He had Willy Wonka's hair. I coudn't quite make out his face. It was dark. Dazed and confused I started to get up, at the same time he raised his hand. He was holding a gun, pointed towards me. I didn't know that I was dreaming, so I was just there stunned, wanting to move but couldn't do it. He pulled the trigger and at the sound of gunshot I found myself awake with a huge patch of sweat on my chest. My forehead was soaking wet. All my housemates were pounding on the door, asking if i was ok. They said they heard me let out a huge and prolonged scream of terror. Weird, huh? The best part of it is I went back to sleep after reassuring my housemates that I am ok. :)
hmm interesting dreams..
i dunno if you're a skeptic, but i have a book in my locker that i would like to lend you. it's an "encyclopedia of dreams"..
(thanks for dropping by my blog)
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