Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Mecca Of Crazy Dreams: Back to back

I keep having these weird dreams:

One night last week I had a dream about Thor X Skyrim. I had to get Thor's hammer to summon the lightning and kill a very powerful dragon. This dream is probably because I keep playing Skyrim and it was storming that night.

Then a few nights ago I had a dream about the revolutionary war:
the weirdest thing about this dream was that it wouldn't continue unless I imagined what would happen next, like writing a book
In the dream, there was this boy who witnessed the death of his parents at the hands of redcoat soldiers. He then decided to fight the battle himself. The little boy ran into a camp of redcoats and was severely outnumbered, but an old man came to his rescue. The little boy asked the old man what his purpose was for also fighting the war himself, and it changed to a flashback sequence.

This old man used to be the owner of a very large and proud plantation. His wife had a child, but the child was stillborn. They eventually bought a little slave toddler and named him Prometheus. Since the man and his wife had no children of their own, they raised Prometheus like he was their own child. Years later, the wife died and it was just the man and Prometheus together like father and son, but the other slaves did not approve of this relationship, so one day they barged into the man's home and threatened to revolt, starting by killing off the man. The man cried for Prometheus to come and save him, but one of the slaves went "Prometheus isn't here for you, now!" which devastated the man, letting the slaves burn down his house while he was still inside. After he came to consciousness, he questioned God why he spared his life in the fire, and he got up and set off to find Prometheus.
This dream probably has something to do with the fact that Assassins Creed 3 and Liberation is coming out and I'm STOKED.

Another dream I had today was about the Revolutionary war AGAIN: this time they were burying someone by a river and saying a eulogy. I have no idea.

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