Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 4/20/2022
By TripK
CONTENT WARNING: Talks of genocide + some graphic imagery involving animals. Was hiding with Anne + The Plantars (Amphibia) and we ended up needing to run away. We managed to get into a flying vehicle and found a city in the clouds where we were able to hide. We decided to assimilate into the society to better blend in and try to get information. I was enrolled in a local school and was ushered into a school play where I got the role of a side character who would rap at some point during the play. Despite telling them I had no experience, I was forced into the role as the play was being performed that very night — mind you, this is as all in the same in-dream day. At some point during the play, those who were chasing us sent out drones (It was either King Andrias or Jim Carrey’s Dr. Eggman, I’ll let you decide) that found the city and attacked it. At the press of a button, more than half of the inhabitants of the city were destroyed. After the wreckage, I remember wandering the streets (technically flying, somehow? Dream logic I guess) and found a zoo with a singular ape sitting among its dead companions. Their canines had been completely torn out and they couldn’t make any sounds except for sad coughs as it sat in a sad silence. Eventually, I found my friends sitting at a very open construction site. Sitting off from them was Spider-Man, but my friends told me it was him who destroyed the city, something about a “greater good.” Enraged, I picked up some scissors and tried to attack Spider-Man, even though I knew it was useless due to his sense. He didn’t really attack back, he just dodged and flipped about as I desperately tried to stab him. He rambled about why he had to do it, but I refused to listen. Eventually, either by getting too tired or by Spider-Man finally stopping me (I can’t remember, maybe both), I failed to attack him and fell to my knees in defeat, knowing that it was my friend’s and my’s presence that had most likely doomed the city to such a fate. Eventually, we made it back into the school where my friend Gunner and I went through different rooms as teachers/faculty were trying to set up help and events that helped lift people’s spirits and remember the fallen. This is where the dream began to shift, and I left the school and just went to my actual home which is not in the middle of a floating city suffering a mass genocide. I talked to my family as if I had been away for a long time, and settled in and began to messing around customizing either a figure or maybe some LEGOs. Also my dog didn’t seem to miss me at all when I came back, truly the bad ending. :( After some time, I met up with some friends from home and we went to someone’s house to hang out. As we were waiting for everyone else to arrive, I played Crazy Frog on a Google Home or similar device. When everyone did arrive, I began to get jealous as my ex seemed to be interacting with others more than I. I think I was more jealous of them having a relationship rather than wishing she was with me, considering I have had zero feelings for her for quite some time. Whatta night.