I was on a hospital bed, and a doctor was giving me a prognosis. When he laid a comforting hand on mine I was teleported into his body. My entire field of perception warped, and next thing I knew I was staring down at my sleeping self through his eyes. I’d realized that I’d gained the power to teleport from one person to the next with any form of physical contact. I walked out of the room as the doctor and decided to test my hypothesis on the next person I passed. When passing a nurse I extended my hand and after a rush of energy found myself staring back at the befuddled doctor. I reminded him “you just finished delivering your prognosis to Mr. Alexander,” and he snapped out of his daze with a quick shake of his head.
The rest of the dream proceeded in a whirlwind of teleporting from person to person. If I wanted to make my way across a crowded room I could grab someone on one side and transfer from person to person till I’d found someone on the opposite side. I experienced the world from a myriad of perspectives, at one point I got in trouble with the law and my ability to teleport began to fade. I had to clear the persons name keeping in mind that I probably only had a few teleports left in me, and I’d have to ultimately make it back to my own body. I finally made it back to my bedside at the hospital and grabbed my hand but nothing happened at first. I closed my eyes tightly and focused on transferring back, after a few moments I opened my eyes and I’d awakened.
Note: I initially only jotted down the primary details of this dream, which explains the lack of detailed descriptions. The whole experience was completely wild, to the point that I knew I’d have to include a version in the blog despite the vagary. The morning after I felt slightly awkward being confined to just my own body. After the experience of freely traveling from person to person it felt rather boring knowing I’d be stuck with a single perspective. When I spoke with a friend shortly after waking I asked if I could test something and proceeded to grab his shoulder.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Pepper Spray Kid and the Clay Volcano
From the Archive:
I was @ the rents house in LD. A huge snow store had come through and covered most everything inside of the house. When I looked out the window all I saw was a gigantic snowdrift. My room was covered in a solid foot of snow. It seemed like people were going to have to stay the night here, so I went about clearing room, and others joined in. The longer we worked, the more the snow began melting, and everything in the house started getting slightly wet and soggy. The carpet in the family room actually turned into some sort of mush.
Once all the snow had melted I wound my way out to the backyard. The melting snow had caused some sort of erosion, and now there was a small hole in the middle of my backyard that appeared to be filled with wet clay. A bunch of neighborhood kids had found a huge stick and were jamming it down the hole. I was amazed at how far it went down (at least 5 yards), and when they released it, it shot up into the air along with gobs of wet clay. I was thinking that this was something they probably shouldn’t be doing, but the hole looked small for now, and I wasn’t worried about anyone getting hurt. However, the longer they kept at it, the larger the hole got.
At one point I realized that if someone were to step in it they may have a hard time getting their leg back out. It was around this point a large circle around the whole began to become soggy, as if the whole area had melted to reveal wet clay. The neighborhood kids decided it would be a good idea to try to light the hole on fire. One of them dropped in a match, and the thing turned into a geyser of flames. It was as though a mini volcano had emerged in my backyard. All the clay began to catch on fire, and the fire spread outward. I was worried about the surrounding houses burning down, as there were quite a trees burning at this point. I put out the trees and the houses were spared.
At one point a younger kid walked up with a huge vat on his back and a spray nozzle in his hand. He started spraying the ground around me and I asked what he was up to, he said something like “pepper spraying the ground, it makes sure the plants don’t grow back.” I got in his way and said “dude that’s not cool, seriously, stop it.” He sprayed my feet and replied “there’s nothing you can do about it, I’ll spray your face if you don’t get out of my way” I grabbed the nozzle and tried to wrestle it away, he turned it on full blast and started hitting me with it again, pushing it towards my face. When he started spraying my face I decked him, but he continued spraying. I punched him a few times in the stomach and he went down. His pepper spray getup fell away, and he was just a kid lying on the ground. I helped him up and started walking him back to the house.
I was @ the rents house in LD. A huge snow store had come through and covered most everything inside of the house. When I looked out the window all I saw was a gigantic snowdrift. My room was covered in a solid foot of snow. It seemed like people were going to have to stay the night here, so I went about clearing room, and others joined in. The longer we worked, the more the snow began melting, and everything in the house started getting slightly wet and soggy. The carpet in the family room actually turned into some sort of mush.
Once all the snow had melted I wound my way out to the backyard. The melting snow had caused some sort of erosion, and now there was a small hole in the middle of my backyard that appeared to be filled with wet clay. A bunch of neighborhood kids had found a huge stick and were jamming it down the hole. I was amazed at how far it went down (at least 5 yards), and when they released it, it shot up into the air along with gobs of wet clay. I was thinking that this was something they probably shouldn’t be doing, but the hole looked small for now, and I wasn’t worried about anyone getting hurt. However, the longer they kept at it, the larger the hole got.
At one point I realized that if someone were to step in it they may have a hard time getting their leg back out. It was around this point a large circle around the whole began to become soggy, as if the whole area had melted to reveal wet clay. The neighborhood kids decided it would be a good idea to try to light the hole on fire. One of them dropped in a match, and the thing turned into a geyser of flames. It was as though a mini volcano had emerged in my backyard. All the clay began to catch on fire, and the fire spread outward. I was worried about the surrounding houses burning down, as there were quite a trees burning at this point. I put out the trees and the houses were spared.
At one point a younger kid walked up with a huge vat on his back and a spray nozzle in his hand. He started spraying the ground around me and I asked what he was up to, he said something like “pepper spraying the ground, it makes sure the plants don’t grow back.” I got in his way and said “dude that’s not cool, seriously, stop it.” He sprayed my feet and replied “there’s nothing you can do about it, I’ll spray your face if you don’t get out of my way” I grabbed the nozzle and tried to wrestle it away, he turned it on full blast and started hitting me with it again, pushing it towards my face. When he started spraying my face I decked him, but he continued spraying. I punched him a few times in the stomach and he went down. His pepper spray getup fell away, and he was just a kid lying on the ground. I helped him up and started walking him back to the house.
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