It has rained, but not yet poured.
So it seems that the rainy season is upon the west coast again, namely the mostly sunny area known as Southern California. Some hate it, some love it, some don’t know what the hell is going on. I enjoy the rain, I used to enjoy running around in it until I started to get sick and realized, its time to stop doing that. Everytime it rains though I always remember a crazy dream I had that involves a big flood. Most dreams for me just sort of start at some point and I’m suddenly part of something I wasn’t before, with knowledge up to that point and a big question in my mind about what the hell happened. They also have the tendency to move from one scenario to another fluidly as if i had been dreaming two dreams and one ended and another started, it hard to describe and some hollywood directors might be a bit confused, but in any event. I ‘awoke’ in this dream sitting on a bunch of steps. I look behind me and I see a vast ocean, perfectly flat and blue, with scattered clouds and blue skies, its picturesque. I look ahead of me and see another vast ocean with small islands petruding every so often, looking like the tops of mountains, which they must be. I look down at my feet and have no shoes, i’m standing in a puddle of water that drops off from the stairs into more ocean, unimaginable depths exist from the last step on. I see little tiny fish and new forms of life growing in this sea at my feet, the water is luke warm. I see little villages with tiny people on it, the size of ants, its amazing. I get to my feet though as this is a rather odd sight to behold. I look around, scan the horizon. The stairs i am on seem to be a barrier between the ocean and the sea of small islands. I imagine swimming to those islands but see sharks on both sides. I look to my left and right and this wall extends for infinity in both directions, nothing like what i am on now, just a pure wall separating the ocean and the sea. I pause for a moment and pick a route to walk. I walk for a while, seeing people on either side every so often, some dead, some my friends in boats and such, waving to me. I reach a point and stop, sit on the wall and dangle my feet above the water, i seem to be a bit higher up than i was before, sharks and fish are trying to eat my feet. i rub my head and look around again. This time behind me in the ocean is a large ship with a house of some sort on it. A trail leads up to it of large pebbles, a walkway on water. I walk towards this new thing and the trail leaves me stranded, so i keep heading towards my goal. I step onto a grassy front lawn and approach this house. its now some sort of bunker in a hill, the ocean is still behind me but the wall is gone. I pause for a moment and enter this doorway. Inside is a corridor with no light, i proceed feeling a wall that seems to twist and turn. i panic a bit but remain steady, i keep thinking there are goblins and ghouls in the darkness. Some attack me but i fight them off somehow. I keep walking and see a light, a lighted corridor. A single light hangs from a ceiling, bathing a small area in light, the tunnel seems to end. I turn around to the darkness and look back, there is suddenly a person and a door, the person looks angry. I have to kill him to survive and see whats beyond the door. I open it up and inside is the hum of a computer, a large monitor glows behind a chair. I am suddenly in an office of some sort, books litter the walls from floor to some unknown source far above. it is slightly cool. I check outside the door and see the light of the outside world, the corridors are gone and only 10 feet exist between me and the outside world. no goblins, no bugs, nothing. I turn around towards the computer and see internet articles about a great flood, the internet still works, aol instant messenger is running, i can talk with some people. I am very confused. I turn around and see another figure, completely unknown me. We talk a bit, I can’t remember what was said, suddenly i am charged with a katana that goes through my gut. I must be dreaming, I draw a sword from thin air and cut him down. Blood is coming from the katana stuck in my gut, its red and warm, my body tingles a bit I fall to the ground. I blink and suddenly the sword is gone and my wound is healed. my shirt is still stained with blood, the katana lays nearby, there is nobody in the room. I pick it up and started to head for the door. I glance in a mirror that wasn’t there before and notice, I am not myself. I stop and look, I am not myself. I switch to third person (this happens often for me in dreams), then back to first person. i shake my head and walk out the door and back out the tunnel, i am back on the wall suddenly, nothing is around me but ocean on both sides. What was an uneven elevation of water previously is now even, some water is now bathing my feet. I stop and look at the horizon, a sword in my hands. I look to my left and see a friend of mine sitting there, her and i talk a bit and I awake. What the heck just happened.
