[Ladyzekke]

Took me a while, but I found an old post of a dream I had years ago, was one of the weirdest ones I've ever had. : Oh and I just copied it as I wrote it the next morning.

Walking aimlessly around cement tan buildings with the yellow setting sun shining on their drabness. I walk to the end of a row of buildings and look around the corner to my left. As I walk around the corner I notice this reddish-purple gel-like droplets on the grass everywhere. At some places they are just one huge mass/clump of gel. I then see one of these big clumps in front of me, and I see the center of it start to rise. It raises up about a foot 1/2 tall and it's top has this round appendage that is about the size of a grapefruit. No face on it or anything. But is scares the shite out of me and I leave it alone and continue on onto this grassy/hilly open space. There are people there, but I can't remember who they are. Maybe nobody I know, just strangers. Anyway, somewhere along the line I find myself participating in some kind of weird game, like a game on a computer, but in real-life. I am somehow able to fly around and I'm doing this, and eventually I crash into one of the grassy hills. I'm thinking to myself "Oh God, I'm dead." I see then before my eyes a bright staticy flash and then I am just lying on the ground, looking at green grass in front of my face. I get up and realize I am not dead! I think to myself "Oh, that's right, I'm in a game, which means I get more tries"! So I go flying again, and again crash... again, crash....again...crash. Now at this point I am confident that I must have "unlimited lives" because I have gone over the usual "three tries and yer out." So, once again, I fly. And I am on my way once again heading towards a hillside at a fast rate knowing another crash is inevitable and I all of the sudden hear the people watching below me say "Oh NO" all at the same time. I only have a millisecond to comprehend what they may have meant when I then crash into the ground for the last time. When I look up I see the people who were watching me leaving. I try to lift up, but can't seem to get very high and I feel restricted and low to the ground somehow. It then dawns on me that I am now one of those "blobules", those gel-like figures I earlier saw scattered about. As I again try to lift up and stand, the memory of that one rising blobule in front of me comes to mind, and I think to myself "That is me right now. That is what I look like. All those blobules were people like me who lost the game!" Then the thought comes to me "Oh no, would if I can't move now! Am I to live like this just sitting here a blobule"?! So again I try to move forward, and this time I DO move a little. But it feels like I am floating really low to the ground. So then I think "OK, at least I can move around. Not so bad for being dead." Then I look behind me and see I have apparently been leaving a glistening trail of purple reddish droplets along the grass. I realize then that yes, I CAN move, but to do so is to diminish myself. Once I move around so much, will I then become just a droplet? After that if I move, will I then soon just plain disappear? Then what? As I am thinking this, I see these two pairs of female barefoot legs in shorts go by in front of me, and they step in some of my droplets. One was a woman, and one was a young girl of about 10. The little girl says "Ewwww, what's that"??! I then completely panic. Wishing they would just go on about their business and leave my essence alone. I'm afraid they will return and bring a hose along or something, and wash my droplets away, then what would happen to me? As the child trods more on my droplets, all I can think to myself is "Stop! you are walking on ME"! But unfortunately I have no voice.

Then I wake up, a bit cross-eyed.

Alllll righty then eh? [img]graemlins/hehe.gif[/img]