End of the World (again)

I had another End of the World dream:

Out in space, there is a floating infinity loop object - spinning. It's white but also a little golden. A man (soldier?) reached out to touch the loop. I did not think this was a good idea, but I did not try to stop him. The loop changed shape, into a sort of D shape, and the star behind the shape started to grow big and glow.  I tried to warn the man not to mess with the object, but he touched it again. This time...I think it turned into a cube or a wooden block of some sort, but it changed again. This started the end of the universe.

The scene changed to a campus. A two or three story school with a science lab and chain link fence all around the outside. It was drizzling. There were soldiers - SWAT team style - in the science lab. Everyone was barking orders and hustling about, but there was an air of confusion. I knew I needed a Kevlar vest, and my kit. Outside, there were schoolkids, but there were zombies as well. Or something like zombies. I had to navigate the school, through hallways and around the fence. I did not want to be seen.

At one point, I distinctly remember getting exasperated by everyone else's fear. I found my cache of stakes - cherry wood. They were beautiful I thought - and I stabbed a bunch of zombies in the head. I was satisfied that I had thought to make the stakes ahead of time.

Then there was a horse and cart on a set of old-fashioned train tracks. The campus changed into a city, and the city was being evacuated because a cataclysm was about to happen. I ran and ran, and then I realized I had left my kit back in the science lab. I was frightened I'd get left behind. There was a lot of yelling, and I think my commander was making fun of me.  I hopped onto a cart and my team made it to the last spaceship. The men where yelling for everyone to hurry up. I begged for them to wait for me, and told them I had to go back. One of the men said ok, and I hugged him and thanked him and took off running. I rode another cart back, and took a car or a bus. I didn't have much time.

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This time the end of the world was full of cliches. I've dreamt of the apocalypse as coming from Heaven, and of great sheets of fire or water, but this dream was full of military and zombie cliches. Except perhaps for that spinning white gold object from the beginning. That piece set everything in motion.

Also of note: Actor Merle Rooker and Actress Kara Thrace were characters in my dream - the former was at the end of the dream as one of the military leaders, the latter was in the science lab with the SWAT team.

Highland Disappointment

I was in a bucolic landscape which I deemed Scotland. The sun was setting, and the air was clean but slightly hazy, as though everything was just slightly out of focus. There was a large gathering of people, all getting ready to work. There was a man I liked, who liked me in turn.

I ran up a hill, and people laughed and yelled that I would be tired. But I didn't get tired. I charged up the hill in a chubby person's gait, yet I felt exhilarated. I tumbled down the other side of the hill and landed just shy of some mud. The man I liked (I never gave him a name), followed me down the hill, and landed in the mud. I laughed and laughed, and while at first he thought I was being mean, he quickly realized I was just happy, and he started laughing as well.

The group (I guess they'd be a Clan) kept moving, through fields of tall wheat. The sun had set and a bright night followed. I spoke with the Man in gentle conversation, and we were both full of flirty witticisms. Then the work began.

I was standing near some bleachers where two African American women sat. They were commenting on the Man, and how sexy he was. I agreed, and in a third person way I knew I was supposed to be jealous, or protective, but I wasn't. Work continued, and as I walked around I realized I was no longer in the Highlands. I was in a sort of dark warehouse, industrial. There were children's rooms - like a giant, abandoned children's daycare. The group was here too, but they seemed more concerned with moving forward than staying and working.

I found a young girl there - she was grubby looking. I told her we'd get some clothes for her, and started walking.

Not too far in the distance, I saw a lit room filled with a ball pit. In the ball pit were the Man and one of the women from the bleachers. They were having frantic sex with each other, and my stomach dropped down further in my guts. I turned and led the girl away so that she wouldn't see them. But the Man and the bleacher's woman saw me. She was unashamed, but got dressed when the Man did. They both followed after me.

The woman got confrontational, demanding to know if I wanted to fight, how nothing was her fault, taunting me about what she'd done. The Man did not apologize - he didn't want me telling the rest of the group.

I walked on in silence in total melancholy.


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That's how I woke up - I felt completely defeated. This has got to be one of my least favorite dreams of late. Not a nightmare - no fear, no unease, just a profound sadness. I'm not sure which is worse, having wrote that. Perhaps waking up feeling depressed is worse than waking up scared, because it stays with you in a different part of your brain.

Why did my dream start of so wonderfully? And why did my subconscious betray me like that and leave me to wake up sad at my imaginary boyfriend, at a loss I've never experienced?