The ever-dream

This dream doesn't always come out frequently, but its been occurring since young and I've never been able to forget it, or understand it. And its always been the same images. It goes like this.

I start out entering a world of black and white. Everything is black and white and its all blurry, like it was shot through a jerky camera. The following things that happen don't always happen in order. I start to see someone, sometimes a group of people and I'm always in it. They look like dwarves, but I can never see any clear image. I see all that in drawn black and white. But its a very extreme, radical picture.

The feel I get is very intense and like I become a really small, insignificant person. Its not a real picture, but rather, its drawn. Another thing I see are the train tracks. Its just train tracks but there's that same intensity. It usually ends off with the same black and white but there's no picture. Just a lot of fuzz. Nothingness. The black and white pieces cram my sight and soon I wake up, panting. Don't know why. Its not even a nightmare. The intensity, perhaps?

Sept 24-25

I first had a dream about being Spider-man. It started with me looking through a sunset-lit window from within my dimly lit living room. It felt like my living room, but it wasn't. I didn't realize that. There was only that one window and it looked big enough for a man to crawl out of it.

My perspective suddenly moved out the window and I started swinging on web-strands. I was suddenly in the third person perspective, looking at myself swinging around buildings. I was in the black costume and the skies were clear. I swung around for a while and found myself miniaturized and the buildings turning to giant bookshelves. Everything from here on is a blur...

Another dream on this night was about jurassic park. We were trapped in it because some dinosaurs escaped from their cages and stuff. I think I was cross-relating this to some other monster movie because I saw myself as the main character. I kissed a lady goodbye as we took shelter in the crumbling foundations of some emergency bunkers.

In preparation, I asked Mac from the cartoon 'Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends' to help me get something. Then as I was preparing, I thought I felt a presence from behind and thought it was one of the raptors. Immediately I hid behind a pillar and was scared as hell. I took a peek, and it turned out to be one of the scientists there.