Dreams I've Had. (2005 - 2025) - Part #2

The theory I had about SpaceHey spazzing out over long blog posts was correct, so here's part two!

If you haven't read the first part, that can be found here!

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The best dreams I ever had were both in 2024.

A friend and I were at a bar in NYC. We were with a bunch of other Steam friends at some dinner, but weren't vibing with them at all, so we just went to the beer bar and found an actually good beer to down. 

The dream continued, but now about Evangelion. Aida became the last Eva pilot, and he and Shinji had to go inside an angel to stop some kinda world ending scenario. 

At some point in the dream I was just there, normal POV, and totally fuc*ed Misato on a couch, whilst Shinji got stoned after Misato gave him a joint. Kaji was at the ending scenario too also there was mention that Tony Stark was Shinji's mentor and tried saving them before or something got weird. Also at the end Aida  died when his Evangelion instantly melted, which also caused him to as well, but Shinji's didn't.

best part of the dream was banging Misato tho.

The other dream was I got an old computer set up, just an old beige XP machine with a nice thick CRT monitor. I hooked it all up at my desk, sit down, turned it on, and then woke up. So simple, but it was so perfect.

To go off of my first nightmare with the Tri-Pods, every genuine nightmare I've had since had to do with surviving them. It became such a cliche for my own dreams that the final one I've had (so far) even makes fun of it.

The first one was written about above, so that's obvious.

The second one I can remember was me having to survive another attack by the Tri-Pods. If you've seen the 2005 film, it was the part where the main trio make it off of the ferry and onto a hill (Click here to watch the scene). My dream was me on the hill they're watching. There was a picnic area with a pavilion. The pavilion had a concrete basement, but above that was a small area under the wood flooring but above the basement where yard tools were stored, and a thin wooden flap door covering it that I could watch out of. I was watching everyone get slaughtered on the hillside, hoping one of the Tri-Pods didn't step on the pavilion... and me.

I know I had more than this and the last one, but it seems they're starting to fade finally, so it's a good thing I'm writing this blog post.

The last one was me in my bedroom at my father's house. I looked out one of my windows and saw there was a Tri-Pod out by the main road. It had a hot rod paint job where it was glittery blue with white flames. I laughed because I recognized it was another dream about these and said, "Oh, so we're doing this now, huh?"

I turned around and had two random strangers sitting in my room making a lot of noise. I told them that they needed to hide, as the Tri-Pod was coming. They wouldn't listen and kept sitting and talking, so I found a place to hide. I had a pile of dirty clothes in my closet and got under it, using a tiny holy to peek out. 

The Tri-Pod sent in one of those camera-arms to search my home, and a thing that looked like an aux cable shot out of it and into the head of both men when it inevitably found them. After a few more minutes I got out of the clothing pile. As I got out, I saw PewDiePie across the hall in my father's room. He was talking loudly, and I kept asking him to shush.

I looked out the window to see what was up, and the Tri-Pod was leaving the area. PewDiePie opened the front door and said "IT'S LEAVING!" super loud, causing it to turn around violently. I screamed "NO!" and instantly woke up.

Another series of dreams I've had, about once a year, were dreams where I was best friends with Robert Downey Jr.. Y'know, Iron Man!

The first dream was RDJ and I in a limo. I had an old Flip handheld camera, and we were recording little skits in a town near where I live. We got hungry and went into this old-styled diner. It was really dark inside, and very crowded. No lights were on, and the blinds were all shut. 

Because it was so full, we had to sit at a table with a girl and her grandmother. I remarked that the grandmother looked like Matt Smith, the 11th Doctor from Doctor Who. Our waitress was star struck by RDJ and wouldn't leave him alone, so she'd keep coming back and pestering him for a photo. I was just trying to order a vanilla ice cream I really wanted.

Eventually RDJ got ticked off enough that he decided we were leaving, so he started to lead me out of the diner, and all I could say was "But... I never got my ice cream...."

The second dream was about a year later, I was walking around the dream version of my home town when I saw there was a big speech going on at this stadium where our college running track is. I walk inside and it's packed. The center area was a massive endless pit, but RDJ was giving a speech about something in it. From the bottom of the pit these robotic arms came up with panels where he was walking. Think like those robot arm panels from Portal 2.

I noticed my phone was dying, so I had to plug it in. I found a light post and opened up a latch on the side because I just knew there'd be a USB port inside of it. Somehow it accidentally set my phone off and it called RDJ. I panicked and stopped the call, but it still got to his phone. He looked at his cell phone and told everyone he had to pause the speech quick. 

RDJ dialed my number back and asked how things had been, as we hadn't seen each other in a year. I said things were good and I was watching his speech. He wanted to know where I was, and came over when I told him. We had a good chat and caught up quick, but he said he had to get back to his event, but he was super happy to see me. He walked away on his platforms again and I woke up.

The final dream I can remember was one of those ones that felt so realistic I thought it was genuine. I was with a friend I was living with at the time, and we were in NYC. When we were walking down a street we passed by RDJ. I made a remark to my friend how cool that was, and mentioned my dreams I had where he and I somehow knew each other.

Suddenly, I feel a tap on my shoulder and turn around. It's RDJ, and he asks me to not panic. "I know this is really weird, and I'm sure you know who I am, but I keep having dreams about someone who looks JUST like you."

I'm absolutely taken back by that and tell him I have those same kind of dreams. We both figure it had to be some kind of premonition dreams or fate, so he cancels the plans he had that day and invites us both out to lunch. Before that I ask to stop at my hotel to get my wallet. Whenever we get there,  I call my closest friend over Discord and video him to show him RDJ is real and all those dreams turned out to be something strange, but he and I really were fated to be friends. My online friend thought it was amazing, and then we went off to lunch.

RDJ got a big cake, and we had tons of different things to eat. We all had a good laugh, but after a while he said he had to finally go do what he was in NYC for to begin with.

I got up too and left. This is when I then figured it was a dream and all.

As I left the building and walked around it, once I turned a corner I was now suddenly stepping out of a train in Japan. I sighed and realized it was all really a dream. Even if, I kept rolling with it.

I wanted some cheese tortellini, so I found a vending machine that sold large bags of them. It only took cash, so I had to find an ATM somewhere. I walked out of the small station and down a street lined with cherry blossom trees in the setting sunlight. I found an open park area that had an ATM, and at the ATM was my paternal grandmother and her boyfriend. She was in a wheelchair, and I questioned what they were doing in Japan. Then they were gone, and it was my time to use the ATM. 

As I'm trying to use it, I can't remember my password, so I have to reset it. As I'm trying to use my phone and reset my password I notice a line forming behind me. I keep getting more and more stressed until I give up and walk away. Then I woke up.

The last dreams I'll post about were a duology that really confused me for a while, and I still think about them here and there.

I was at some random house in a very flat area. There was grass in the yard, and trees around. It was like an early Autumn setting, and the lighting felt like an early evening setting. The sun had been setting, but was just high enough to still keep everything in the sunlight.

In this house were a bunch of random girls I went to high school with. They were filming something with an old handheld video camera. I think it was one that required tape or mini-discs. I remember it being silver with a fold out screen, and it all fit in one hand.

They asked me to film stuff for them, so we set up a little scene in a room. I left the house for a bit before we started shooting anything. An online friend of mine was sitting outside, a little bit away from the house on top of a picnic table. I went over to join him and chat. There was a feeling that was bugging me, but I couldn't place what it was.

We're talking about something I don't remember anymore (and I went to go see if I could find it in our old Discord messages because I knew I had written it out in much better detail, but it was on one of their previous accounts. They like to delete their profiles and make new ones more often than they should). As we're talking, I watch the girls walk outside of the house as a group. I'm watching them walk from one side door to the front door, and then look at my friend. He's watching them still, and I then look back. When I look back, all the girls are now lifeless dolls. Plush mannequins with their hair and clothing, posed in the last stance I saw them in. The body itself was just a lifeless, featureless mannequin.

I panicked a bit and turned back to my friend next to me, but he was also a mannequin now. It was in the last pose I saw him in, and had his hair as a wig and was wearing his clothing. Seeing it up close the mannequin had the texture like an old couch from the 1970s or 1980s. It had patches sewn onto it for repairs from different fabrics. I could tell this mannequin was old and used.

Suddenly the sky was no long a sky, and this looked like a large sound stage. The lighting was the same, the house, grass, trees, and sky. The mannequins were all still there, but it was in a large metallic sound stage.

That feeling was back, and bugging me. I now could tell what it was. I felt like I was taking up time of someone else. It then struck me. Dreams were shows being put on as your inner self, soul, or whatever you want to call it is called to somewhere else whilst your physical body rests.

Some race of gnome or elf-like beings had been doing this longer than we knew, and for reasons we don't know. Everyone had a set time to use this sound stage too, and I was going over my limit. Eventually the lights shut off and I knew that was them telling me to wake up and move on, as they had to set up for someone else soon. I kept sitting on that picnic table and thinking. It all meant something, but I couldn't tell.

I wanted to know more about this place, how people we know were projected onto the mannequins, and how those mannequins could animate, talk, and more. It was all too much, but I needed to know more. Unfortunately I was kicked out and forcefully woken up.

The second dream was a lot like the first, but I can't seem to remember it anymore. I just know there were two.

One thing I learned when looking through the chats of me and some online friends is that I have used private messages as dream journals as well, as it was the closest thing I could access to write up my dream. Maybe I'll go through and collect those too, but for this post I decided on only the ones I could remember off the top of my head.

I hope they were interesting enough to read! I think dreams are fascinating, and one of my favorite things to ask people about. I love reading the blog posts that other people write of their dreams as well!

Thanks for your time!