Sunday, August 29, 2010


August 28th, 2010- I started out in an unfinished building. It had about 3 levels, concrete floors, no walls, and no ceiling. It was in the middle of a large city. I stood on the highest floor of the unfinished building, looking around me. I didn't feel like I was actually there… I felt like I was watching everything around me as if it was a movie that I wasn't a part of, but was just viewing from the inside. The first thing I did after standing there for a minute was yell "GODZILLAAAAAAAA" and laughed as I must have thought I was watching one of those movies. As I kept laughing, I turned around. There was a HUGE gray wolf standing there, with the height of its shoulders matching mine. As it started at me, mouse open, I stood there blank for a few moments. I stuck my finger out to see what would happen, and the wolf started to very slowly clamp its mouth onto my finger. As soon as it started to hurt, I sort of snapped out of it and realized what was happening. I quickly pulled my finger out and backed away. The wolf lunged at me, I dodged it, launched myself into the sky, and the wolf followed. Yes, apparently the wolf and I could fly. The wolf flew closer, and tried to attack. I punched it in the face, and it flew backward through the air. I knew that after that first punch, it wasn't going to be that easy the next time (for some reason). The wolf flew towards me once again, and this time, I decided to use my legs as defense. I stuck my foot out in front of me to block the wolf, but the wolf ended up faking me out and flying very close to me, passing me, circling, and doing the same thing again. This same thing happened over and over. The wolf continued to fake me out and circle me. It wasn't really a circle, it was more like this. As this same thing continues, some old school hip hop music was playing in the background. The dream ended before anything else happened.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Falling falling falling, waking sleeping dying.

August 11th, 2010- I started out playing WoW. Shortly after, a few people showed up at my house, and then my house turned into Allison Inscoe's new house. She showed us around, and the only thing that felt off was the fact that we could only move in squares, if that makes sense. All I remember after that is that Caleb Collins and myself left the house, walked a short distance, and then a wormhole came out of no where in ground below us. We fell through this wormhole, landing in what could have been another dimension, time, world, or universe. That only lasted a few second before we fell through another wormhole, which left us in pretty much in same situation. There was an odd feedback noise when Caleb and I were standing close to each other after falling through them. We fell through yet another wormhole, but this time, we landed in a very empty area on solid ground. Something was different though… Caleb was not there with me. In front of me was a large tortoise, standing on his back feet. He started talking to me, telling me "You must save Caleb. To do this, you must die sacrificing yourself." Moments later, two Tyrannosaurus rex appeared about 40 feet away on either side of me, both racing towards me. Another wormhole appeared under me, but this time I didn't fall. I could make a choice. I decided to close my eyes… and now a change of setting. I wake up in a small bed, on vacation somewhere. I tell my mom everything that happened in my 'dream', and then fall back asleep (in the dream). This time, I am in what is most likely supposed to be downtown Zionsville, where a big storm is coming. The buildings were very long and looked odd, and I think the whole perspective of the town was distorted. Everyone was rushing to get inside, including myself. I kept running and running, trying to find safety, when a tornado came down about 20 feet in front of me. I started running the other way, but the tornado caught up with me. Of course, I woke up (in real life this time) as soon as it began to devour me.

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Photo Thing, I Saw Dead People.

August 2nd, 2010- Both of my dreams this night were connected with older dreams. I don't remember much from the older dreams, but I do remember enough to know that they were either connected or were continuations of the older dreams. The 2nd dream is much more interesting.

The first dream, I was at some sort of big festival thing. There was an large area with tons of people there, as well as many screens around. I walked all the way to the back, but just couldn't understand why I was there. Thankfully, a guy sitting down near where I was standing said, "You must be Matt!" I looked at him and immediately knew why I was there. In a previous dream, I signed up for some big photography there where I would have a guy teach me some stuff. Not much happened in this dream, other than us sitting down, him talking, and him holding a couple of snakes.

In the 2nd one, I was in some sort of building. I was in the same spot I was when I left off at an older dream that was obstacle-like. This time, I remember trying to find my way into another room but was unable to. I'm not sure what my task was, but I ended up finding it when a lightbulb came on above my head while talking to my sister. There was a 'horse wheel' table (that is what I called it in the dream), in the dream that I had passed in the older dream that I decided to go back to. When I went back, I found that in the middle of this table was a very interesting clock of some sort, which wasn't working. I started to twist the protruding piece of wood and metal in the middle of the table, and heard it start dinging. Some other music started to play as well, but I didn't notice anything until I turned around to tell my sister that I wasn't sure what had happened. At that point I had changed my thought, and realized I was seeing ghosts. I was seeing dead people (IIII SEEE DEADD PEOPLLEEE). There seemed to be multiple beings around, but one stood/sat next to me at this table. It was a very young dead boy, who did not look pleasant. I remembered Jan telling me that I needed to talk to this boy, and when he did some certain thing, I had to rip out his left eye. Even though I knew I was ok, I was too frightened by the initial look of this boy that I woke up while trying to continue the conversation.