08-01-2013, 10:40 AM
Dream Homecoming seems to have become a popular astral hangout. We should keep it going year round!
Last night I dreamed I was in some sort of super fancy hotel with a bunch of friends. There were some bad guys looking for us, going through the hotel searching for us. Most of us were hanging out in one room, so I locked the door and turned out the lights and hoped they might just think the room was empty, but then one of my friends started laughing hysterically, and I was like "Shut up! They're going to hear you!"
Then a bunch of bad guys just walked through the door, and I was demanding to know who had unlocked the door, because they hadn't even needed to break it down. I was infuriated that someone would unlock the door when we were in obvious danger. The bad guys snatched up several of my friends and said they would be back for the rest of us. After they left I locked the door again, and found a gun my friend had. I asked him if it was loaded and he said it had two bullets in it. I was debating if I would really have the stones to shoot someone, and if it would do much good, considering how many of the bad guys there were. I hid the gun under a couch cushion, thinking I could use it if there was an emergency.
A black man came into the room, and I realized that once again the door was unlocked, yet this time I was sure none of us had unlocked it, and I was perplexed as to how it kept becoming unlocked. The man grabbed me and pulled me out of the room, and at this point a wave of resignation washed over me. It seemed like escaping was just not in the picture. I and one or two friends walked with this man and we crossed a piano, and his face changed and he sat down and started playing the piano as if in a trance. It was like he had become another person, and couldn't resist the piano. I thought that would be a good time to run for it, and darted away from him, but the escape path was blocked and the man caught up to me.
I asked the man if he was going to kill us and he said yes. I told myself that if my life was in danger, it was okay for me to hurt this man to save myself. Then I suddenly remembered that I had done this all before, and that the man wasn't actually going to kill us, he was just trying to provoke us into attacking him because it would give him super powers or something weird like that. I then woke up.
At some point in the dream I also remembered a hotel I'd dreamed about in another dream years ago, and the two seemed to be connected. It's always interesting when I remember other dreams within my dreams.
Last night I dreamed I was in some sort of super fancy hotel with a bunch of friends. There were some bad guys looking for us, going through the hotel searching for us. Most of us were hanging out in one room, so I locked the door and turned out the lights and hoped they might just think the room was empty, but then one of my friends started laughing hysterically, and I was like "Shut up! They're going to hear you!"
Then a bunch of bad guys just walked through the door, and I was demanding to know who had unlocked the door, because they hadn't even needed to break it down. I was infuriated that someone would unlock the door when we were in obvious danger. The bad guys snatched up several of my friends and said they would be back for the rest of us. After they left I locked the door again, and found a gun my friend had. I asked him if it was loaded and he said it had two bullets in it. I was debating if I would really have the stones to shoot someone, and if it would do much good, considering how many of the bad guys there were. I hid the gun under a couch cushion, thinking I could use it if there was an emergency.
A black man came into the room, and I realized that once again the door was unlocked, yet this time I was sure none of us had unlocked it, and I was perplexed as to how it kept becoming unlocked. The man grabbed me and pulled me out of the room, and at this point a wave of resignation washed over me. It seemed like escaping was just not in the picture. I and one or two friends walked with this man and we crossed a piano, and his face changed and he sat down and started playing the piano as if in a trance. It was like he had become another person, and couldn't resist the piano. I thought that would be a good time to run for it, and darted away from him, but the escape path was blocked and the man caught up to me.
I asked the man if he was going to kill us and he said yes. I told myself that if my life was in danger, it was okay for me to hurt this man to save myself. Then I suddenly remembered that I had done this all before, and that the man wasn't actually going to kill us, he was just trying to provoke us into attacking him because it would give him super powers or something weird like that. I then woke up.
At some point in the dream I also remembered a hotel I'd dreamed about in another dream years ago, and the two seemed to be connected. It's always interesting when I remember other dreams within my dreams.