From the Dreamland

Around 1 1/2 hours ago (from the time I began typing this at 1:00pm), I felt that I had to be somewhere for a reason... I felt I had to be asleep for some reason. At first, typical of any person, I decided to just ignore it, but the pull was simply too great, and the weather confirmed my suspicions.

So I slept.

And although it took me awhile to actually sleep, I eventually entered the dream world. In there, I saw myself driving a car, going along some rather twisted roads that had a blue walk way that was snaking through the entire city, with some people and a dog I apparently know (but never met yet).

Then I was teleported to a scene where was someone who tried to escape the dreamland, following the "procedure" (asking permission, going through the maze of lucid dreams and portals abound, and finding the door that leads out), but apparently something wasn't right.

Then a change in the scene (again): I was attending some sort of banjoree or military celebration, and I was an NCO who, during part of the exercise, wanted to lower the penalty of the cadets in my cadre by offering to do some of their push-ups in their stead. The CO told me to make us 5 and we all do the same number of push-ups. Ceremonies interrupted the punishment-giving, so we were able to sneak out... but somehow I saw a small opening where I saw what I knew was the sun but instead was a bright crystal blue that was changing shape, and with its change in hue from white to blue, my dream's sky also changed to blue then black.

Enter another scene: of pure chaos, where there was fire, darkness, a blue crystal sun, and I overheard talking cows saying that someone was trying to escape the dream world "without permission", among other things. A chubby buddy (supposedly someone I'm close to but never met yet as of to date) began to drive an ice cream truck - with me hanging over the roof of the truck, and cows and other creatures spilling over the street, looting and pillaging just about everywhere. Then near the end of the road we found someone who was supposed to be the one handling the situation, stuck in a trailer van with some other people. I overheard two things:

1. We were supposed to head to an airport and then from there go up the mountain to enter a room full of doors, stairs, and floors

2. Something was destroying the dream world

Then near the end of the dream I saw Dream (resembling the 2nd Dream Lord from the DC comics.. but not quite), with his booming voice, saying: THIS DREAM IS OVER.

Although, not quite.

After the dream dissolved I watched my buddy do a sort of monologue (ala-cinema movie), about him visiting a neighbor of his, with him knowing that everything was a dream since he was with his wife and kids but she left him long ago...

... the strange part was, he was supposedly visiting someone *else's* dream in THAT dream.

Sounds crazy? Perhaps. But then again, how many remember their dreams so lucidly?