2008-05-17 — Dream - One death too many
This dream is going to be VERY DIFFICULT TO EXPLAIN, but I’ll try as best I can… This is how the dream took place: read the paragraphs as follows:
1, 1,2, 1,2,3, 1,2,3,4, 1,2,3,4,5, …….
I was in a desert of some sort… there was a house, as I walk toward it, I kept getting further away from it. I started to run to the house, but fell off a cliff (which wasn’t there a moment ago). As I fell, I tried to wake up, but no luck - I actually hit the ground. it was black. I didn’t hear anything, couldn’t see anything, nothing… then I found myself lying on the ground. I looked up to where I thought I fell from; Whew… it was only about 20-30 feet high… Ok, no problem, I thought, It’s possible I could fall that distance and survive.As I lay there on the ground, I tried to get move, to get up, but I couldn’t. I was immobile. I started worrying if I had broken my back from the fall.
All of a sudden I heard screeching! I looked in front of me and realize I was laying on pavement, a road just off the cliff I had fallen. The screeching was the sound of an old pick-up truck (say, mid/late 60s era, possibly older, I’m not sure I’m not really a auto-buff but I know it was quite old). This pickup truck was trying to stop and avoid hitting me (I hope). Its brakes locked and began to fishtail to its left. Nope, no chance it would stop in time. HELP! I kept thinking/saying, but nothing, no sounds came out of me… I wanted to wake up, but it wasn’t happening. I saw the right-front tire locked solid from the brakes, skidding right to me, Again, I tried yelling - Time’s up, It skid right over my head…
Silence…. no sounds, no nothing… God, am I dead…. is this what it’s like when you die? It’s so quiet. Where’s everyone I know that’s already passed on? Why aren’t they here to meet me? Where’s the light at the end of the tunnel, where’s the tunnel? Oh crap… What if I don’t get to go “up there”? What if, <gulp>, I go “down there”? Where’s the fire? wait… what’s that…..
I wasn’t dead. no, not dead, thank goodness…. but, where was I? and what just happened?
As the darkness faded to light, I was being walked down a long corridor, a place I’ve never been or seen. I was being escorted by persons I could not see, at least, not their faces; I mean I could look at them and their faces, but there was nothing there. We walked for about 400 yards or so (not that I measured it, mind you…. but from what I recall about what I was looking at and everything my mind was processing I figured it would be about that length). At the end of the walk, they positioned me against a translucent wall, like frosted glass almost. They then clamped my hands down, up over my head, then next my feet. I was given a mouth piece to bite on. The escorts then walked to the other side of the area, put what appeared to be welding goggles on, and then I see one of them motion to their left, my right. I looked to my right and saw one pull a lever, and then I started convulsing horribly. Jeezus, I was being electrocuted! Like some sick experiment. I remember they flipped the switch 3-4 times before I actually died. Just prior to the last switch-flip, one of them came over to me, looked at me as if he were checking a batch of bacon in the microwave - Then the last switch-flip…. I remember feeling blood coming out my eyes (obviously I couldn’t see that, but from what I experienced in the dream so far I think blood would’ve been appropriate).
(The rest of this dream is a bit fuzzy, as I was still trying to retain everything that had occurred thus far. Yes, I can do that in my dreams. I think at this point, I started to realize it was a dream and I wasn’t going to actually die. WHEW! I do, however, remember being burned, drowned, quartered and dissected, but not necessarily in that specific order).
Towards the end of the dream I discovered I was a human guinea-pig. Apparently, I was one of the remaining humans on the planet (either they were aliens or future humans - don’t ask, I was still trying to control myself, trying to remember this was a dream.)