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I swear to the Gods I'm not on drugs...for real.

This dream...well I have no clue what it was brought to you by, but FUCK it was random and weird as. It was like Zombie Land, Avatar, Splice, and Resident Evil had an orgy inside my mind..and this is what I birthed from that shit.

I don't know what's wrong with my unconcious mind. I have problems, man.

Anyway, heres quick drawing of small-foot, bright coloured, pedo-necro zombie dinosaur fun cheerleading girl...read my insanely long dream for full brain damage

It was 4:15 when I looked at the clock. I had another few hours of sleep before I had to get up for school, so I laid down, wondering if I would sleep…and I did, almost instantly.

It all started with my imprisonment in some sort of research facility. I was so out of it that I didn’t know what was going on. I think that was the plan of the scientist; keep me sedated enough that I’ll just go along with whatever it was they wanted from me. While I was drugged, everyone else was running around frantic, so I wandered to the mess hall. After eating some free appetizers, I eventually ordered a bowl of soup. With some food and water in my system, the drug’s effects were starting to wear off and I was able to realize that I didn’t have money to pay for my meal. As I tried to sneak out unnoticed, a waiter offered me another free plate. I took one bite and hardly swallowed before I was headed towards the floor. Seconds later, just as I was almost out completely, I heard an angry voice in panic telling someone to take me back.

This is where it gets weird and disjointed because while my body was in my cell, sleeping, my mind traveled to the outside world, connecting with different people and sitting inside their minds. Though I could see what they saw, I could watch the scene from the outside at the same time. I didn’t even bother trying to wrap my brain around that one, but I was in two places at once. I could feel their emotions and anything they touched, and think their thoughts while remaining completely separate at the same time. I was almost like watching a movie…if technology allowed your brain to plug into the T.V.

When I first opened my eyes I was with a girl who was sitting passenger alongside none other than Daniel Radcliff. I only got to know a few moment of her intense fear before something ended her consciousness. No…her life. When I looked behind the car I was what the two and their driver were trying to run from: Zombies. But it wasn’t just any zombie, these undead were carrying shotguns while riding on motorcycles.

“Well,” I thought as the driver was shot and killed next. “First card games on motorcycles…now zombies. The world is fucked.”

Daniel was the only one left and I was trying desperately to tell him to duck down and play dead, but he couldn’t hear me and a homicidal zombie caught up to the right side of the car and killed him too. The zombies then rode off, not even wanting to eat their kill.

I faded from that scene to find myself somewhere on the other side of the world. A high school was under attack, but I was with someone who decided to chase after his dumb blond of a girlfriend who had run outside into the zombie chaos. However, unlike the trio of murderous zombies in England, the most of this mob was actually looking for a meal. I was hoping as much as the jock who’s mind I now occupied that we wouldn’t be bitten. Unfortunately, we were both painfully disappointed after hesitating to watch the girlfriend lose her life.

I left this scene only to find myself dreaming of memories from a certain group of people. Now that I’m actually awake and writing this, I realize that I had almost had this whole dream before and I was now (in this recent dream) recalling that past dream as memories.
(Note: I’m dreaming inside a dream)
It was a group that had escaped from a prison and was wandering around through different dangers, but eventually succumbed to the zombie apocalypse. I wondered as I was watching these memories, why the group hadn’t just stayed inside the prison, as it was one of the only safe placed left in the world…at least from the zombies.

I was then gone from the memories. It felt like I had been asleep for weeks and my mind was more than ready to wake up and be back where it belonged, but I was still far too sedated to do so on my own. Instead I found myself in another car, driving along a country road at night. The people within the car were all infected, as were all those walking and driving the same way we were headed. Everyone was causally traveling to one spot and I knew exactly when we reached it.
I detached from my host and wandered on my own until I found a familiar soul anxiously push his way to the front of the crowd. I followed the football player who now looked strangely different as he pushed passed as the crowed gathered around a common center: The football player’s girlfriend. She stood gloriously atop a rock outcropping, her new skin glimmering and glowing in the backlight of the moon. The alien like girl outstretched her hand for her lover and their hands clasped. This simple motion seemed to silently announce her leadership to the new nation and the impossibly large crowed shrieked and howled in excitement. Now it was time to consummate their joining as king and queen (some how they had just married?), and the two went off somewhere to be alone. I followed, having no choice in the matter and watched as they changed even more, now the only human thing about them was their trunk and that they stood on two legs.
I again watched as the two began to have weird human/dinosaur sex. I tried to turn away many times, because for some reason (I cannot remember why) it looked very painful and disturbing. Well, the disturbing part is understandable. Not the best porn …ever. But the jock stopped. I only know because I sensed his uneasiness…which he was most likely picking up from me. He got up and moved away from his queen and voiced a concern about their intercourse. The girl, already adapted and accepting of the change as if she had always looked like a failed experiment involving a person, a reptile, and a few neon lights, instantly grew angry. With a quick flap of her wings and swift movement of her legs, she lifted her mate into the air, snapped his neck, and threw him to the ground. She jumped off his body, taking flight for the first time in huma-…something history. I followed, once again having nothing else to do but follow. Now at least slightly connected with her, I could feel her intentions, and that was to find a new mate. As she flew, I looked around at the new world around me and at the dragon-people making new nests and homes.

At that point, I was waking up, but I didn’t want to for a moment. I was too horrified at how the world had evolved- or devolved- in only a month. But I woke up, knowing I had to make sure I wasn’t going to miss school. I looked at the clock: 12:32 a.m. Weird…the last time I looked at the clock, I read 4:15. It wouldn’t have been the first time I misread numbers on the clock, so I faulted my sleepy brain. At least I had more time to sleep now! But as I laid down, I remembered all of what I had just seen. All those dreams…if they were real, I would have to prepare myself because at home in my bed, I was not safe from the zombies that still carried the infection.
I sat back up and figured my only plan of escape was to fly away, at least that would keep me safe from the zombies. But those fully transformed could attack me in the sky.
This was no world for a lonely phoenix. Since I was alone in the house, I went through my door without even opening it as I turned to smoke and went through the cracks. I rejoined enough of myself to form a semi-solid, miniature bird version of myself and closed my eyes as I flew through the house. Since I didn’t know what might happen, I decided to begin training myself to feel even the slightest change in wind current or air pressure.
It was absolutely amazing. Even with my eyes closed, I could feel the air from the fan blades; the air currents around even the furniture on the house; every molecule of air as it went past my body…letting me know exactly where an obstacle was so I could avoid it, even in the pitch black of night. At that point, I turned back into smoke, left the house, and formed back into full size of the phoenix and flew off into the moon-light sky, noticing a shadow fly off my roof top and fly after me.

At this point, I really did wake up, a little disappointed that I didn’t have all those hours, somewhat sad because I always enjoy flying, mostly weireded out by what I had just dreamed, and somewhat freaked out that I was now late for my first class.

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I swear to the Gods I'm not on drugs...for real.

This dream...well I have no clue what it was brought to you by, but FUCK it was random and weird as. It was like Zombie Land, Avatar, Splice, and Resident Evil had an orgy inside my mind..and this is what I birthed from that shit.

I don't know what's wrong with my unconcious mind. I have problems, man.

Anyway, heres quick drawing of small-foot, bright coloured, pedo-necro zombie dinosaur fun cheerleading girl...read my insanely long dream for full brain damage

It was 4:15 when I looked at the clock. I had another few hours of sleep before I had to get up for school, so I laid down, wondering if I would sleep…and I did, almost instantly.

It all started with my imprisonment in some sort of research facility. I was so out of it that I didn’t know what was going on. I think that was the plan of the scientist; keep me sedated enough that I’ll just go along with whatever it was they wanted from me. While I was drugged, everyone else was running around frantic, so I wandered to the mess hall. After eating some free appetizers, I eventually ordered a bowl of soup. With some food and water in my system, the drug’s effects were starting to wear off and I was able to realize that I didn’t have money to pay for my meal. As I tried to sneak out unnoticed, a waiter offered me another free plate. I took one bite and hardly swallowed before I was headed towards the floor. Seconds later, just as I was almost out completely, I heard an angry voice in panic telling someone to take me back.

This is where it gets weird and disjointed because while my body was in my cell, sleeping, my mind traveled to the outside world, connecting with different people and sitting inside their minds. Though I could see what they saw, I could watch the scene from the outside at the same time. I didn’t even bother trying to wrap my brain around that one, but I was in two places at once. I could feel their emotions and anything they touched, and think their thoughts while remaining completely separate at the same time. I was almost like watching a movie…if technology allowed your brain to plug into the T.V.

When I first opened my eyes I was with a girl who was sitting passenger alongside none other than Daniel Radcliff. I only got to know a few moment of her intense fear before something ended her consciousness. No…her life. When I looked behind the car I was what the two and their driver were trying to run from: Zombies. But it wasn’t just any zombie, these undead were carrying shotguns while riding on motorcycles.

“Well,” I thought as the driver was shot and killed next. “First card games on motorcycles…now zombies. The world is fucked.”

Daniel was the only one left and I was trying desperately to tell him to duck down and play dead, but he couldn’t hear me and a homicidal zombie caught up to the right side of the car and killed him too. The zombies then rode off, not even wanting to eat their kill.

I faded from that scene to find myself somewhere on the other side of the world. A high school was under attack, but I was with someone who decided to chase after his dumb blond of a girlfriend who had run outside into the zombie chaos. However, unlike the trio of murderous zombies in England, the most of this mob was actually looking for a meal. I was hoping as much as the jock who’s mind I now occupied that we wouldn’t be bitten. Unfortunately, we were both painfully disappointed after hesitating to watch the girlfriend lose her life.

I left this scene only to find myself dreaming of memories from a certain group of people. Now that I’m actually awake and writing this, I realize that I had almost had this whole dream before and I was now (in this recent dream) recalling that past dream as memories.
(Note: I’m dreaming inside a dream)
It was a group that had escaped from a prison and was wandering around through different dangers, but eventually succumbed to the zombie apocalypse. I wondered as I was watching these memories, why the group hadn’t just stayed inside the prison, as it was one of the only safe placed left in the world…at least from the zombies.

I was then gone from the memories. It felt like I had been asleep for weeks and my mind was more than ready to wake up and be back where it belonged, but I was still far too sedated to do so on my own. Instead I found myself in another car, driving along a country road at night. The people within the car were all infected, as were all those walking and driving the same way we were headed. Everyone was causally traveling to one spot and I knew exactly when we reached it.
I detached from my host and wandered on my own until I found a familiar soul anxiously push his way to the front of the crowd. I followed the football player who now looked strangely different as he pushed passed as the crowed gathered around a common center: The football player’s girlfriend. She stood gloriously atop a rock outcropping, her new skin glimmering and glowing in the backlight of the moon. The alien like girl outstretched her hand for her lover and their hands clasped. This simple motion seemed to silently announce her leadership to the new nation and the impossibly large crowed shrieked and howled in excitement. Now it was time to consummate their joining as king and queen (some how they had just married?), and the two went off somewhere to be alone. I followed, having no choice in the matter and watched as they changed even more, now the only human thing about them was their trunk and that they stood on two legs.
I again watched as the two began to have weird human/dinosaur sex. I tried to turn away many times, because for some reason (I cannot remember why) it looked very painful and disturbing. Well, the disturbing part is understandable. Not the best porn …ever. But the jock stopped. I only know because I sensed his uneasiness…which he was most likely picking up from me. He got up and moved away from his queen and voiced a concern about their intercourse. The girl, already adapted and accepting of the change as if she had always looked like a failed experiment involving a person, a reptile, and a few neon lights, instantly grew angry. With a quick flap of her wings and swift movement of her legs, she lifted her mate into the air, snapped his neck, and threw him to the ground. She jumped off his body, taking flight for the first time in huma-…something history. I followed, once again having nothing else to do but follow. Now at least slightly connected with her, I could feel her intentions, and that was to find a new mate. As she flew, I looked around at the new world around me and at the dragon-people making new nests and homes.

At that point, I was waking up, but I didn’t want to for a moment. I was too horrified at how the world had evolved- or devolved- in only a month. But I woke up, knowing I had to make sure I wasn’t going to miss school. I looked at the clock: 12:32 a.m. Weird…the last time I looked at the clock, I read 4:15. It wouldn’t have been the first time I misread numbers on the clock, so I faulted my sleepy brain. At least I had more time to sleep now! But as I laid down, I remembered all of what I had just seen. All those dreams…if they were real, I would have to prepare myself because at home in my bed, I was not safe from the zombies that still carried the infection.
I sat back up and figured my only plan of escape was to fly away, at least that would keep me safe from the zombies. But those fully transformed could attack me in the sky.
This was no world for a lonely phoenix. Since I was alone in the house, I went through my door without even opening it as I turned to smoke and went through the cracks. I rejoined enough of myself to form a semi-solid, miniature bird version of myself and closed my eyes as I flew through the house. Since I didn’t know what might happen, I decided to begin training myself to feel even the slightest change in wind current or air pressure.
It was absolutely amazing. Even with my eyes closed, I could feel the air from the fan blades; the air currents around even the furniture on the house; every molecule of air as it went past my body…letting me know exactly where an obstacle was so I could avoid it, even in the pitch black of night. At that point, I turned back into smoke, left the house, and formed back into full size of the phoenix and flew off into the moon-light sky, noticing a shadow fly off my roof top and fly after me.

At this point, I really did wake up, a little disappointed that I didn’t have all those hours, somewhat sad because I always enjoy flying, mostly weireded out by what I had just dreamed, and somewhat freaked out that I was now late for my first class.