While I walked in the dream world, i found myself in a situational dream that i found, when i woke up, i didn't care for that much.
Present day... the news blaring on tv about how hostile things are in the middle east. Nothing really new about that i remember thinking. It's a wonderful thing to watch while you are eating raisin bran cereal first thing in the morning. Though, cool thing was, in was in my house. (If I only owned one)
I finished breakfast up. Turned off the tv and walked through my house (while i remember marveling how i didn't remember having all the junk i saw). I stepped outside to go to my truck... (figures... new house... couldn't afford a new car yet)
A blinding light.
A scream sounded as i'm thrown in the air. The scream was mine.
Darkness kept around me as a building collasped on itself above me.
The dream skips... as most dreams do
Time passed. A second perhaps in dreamland. An eternity in a pitch black world.
I pushed on a few boards, things moved a bit, and light came through. I climbed out of the rubble i was in. The world was an odd grey like color. Colors all faded. Only my house was destroyed. The houses all stood where they were. But all the noise was gone. Except for my own breathing and footsteps.
I walked around. Noticing something strange. No one else was around. I started running around (this how i knew it was a dream) looking for people. Even in a downtown like area, nobody.
Suddenly I knew it. The truth of it all.
I was the only person left on the planet.
The whole world, my own very playground. That was pretty cool. I started thinking about all the different things i could do. All the places i could go. That kind of thing.
The dream skips... as most dreams do
You wouldn't even recognize me anymore
Now, I doubt you even knew me back then
but it all comes back to the end...
...but in the end, it doesn't even matter"
- Linkin Park
I was like, cool... i can "create people".
I'm guessing by this point, being alone on the planet had taken it's toll on me. I remember i could feel it in my dream. Down, depressed. I remember making several attempts at using the laser to accomplish what i wanted, and everytime something would mess up. Blazing red lights, cracking sounds, small explosions.
Me yelling, I'm just a fucking secretary... not a fucking scientist...
and I stormed out of the building, back into the greylike world.
I walked down the streets, thinking and contemplating suicide. I don't believe in it much. Being always told as a youngin that it's a good way to get sent straight to hell, (not that i really believe in that either.... but... ummm... just in case) I mulled over the morality of it all in my head with every step i took.
Would it really be a sin, i thought, if no one else is around?
The dream skips...
as most dreams do........
