Dream Diary – The Boy and the Spirit
(this one turned a little weird)

Monday, May 29, 2006

I had a pretty wild and vivid dream last night, so I wanted to share it here. Hopefully I can remember all the parts and explain it correctly.

The story starts in a Harry Potter like setting. A special school set up in a large castle, were the young students have specific studies. The main character is a wiz with electronics and builds a small hand held electronic device that produces an energy bubble, almost force field like, about 7 feet in diameter, and about 20 to 30 feet in front of him. His friend and he decide to try it out by having the friend stand were the bubble will appear and turning it on. Once inside the activated bubble, they experiment with moving around, realizing that they can move at the same pace and keep the friend inside the bubble. They start running down the large gothic hallway, going faster and faster until they are running as fast as they can, the friend in the bubble and him behind with the controller.

Inside this castle school is a large cylindrical chamber, with a stone bridge spanning the middle supported at both ends and without railings. The chamber itself is well over 300 feet across, and has a perfectly domed ceiling, but seemingly no floor as it is too dark to see it. In their efforts to run as fast as they can, our two friends find themselves in the middle of this chamber without realizing it. Once our main character, in the back with the controller, realizes were he is and stops running, pausing at the center of the bridge, while his friend runs on with out realizing he lost his follower. As he stands there, he takes a peak over the edge, but looses his balance and falls. Just in time he is able to grab the edge, only to slip. Instantly, he uses the sphere producing electronic device he has, but it only teases him by holding him there for a moment before he falls for the last time, disappearing in a flash of green light.

The occupant of this room is something very similar to an Ent, the large tree folk from Lord of the Rings, looking like a large tree with a couple small human features. Our main character finds himself possessing this Ent, but on a spiritual level, not the physical side, turning him into a free floating spirit.

The dream then cuts to a scene outside of the castle school, in a city nearby, where our spirit is watching people run though their day with out being seen. He watches as a criminal and his friend commit a crime, but as the criminal tries to escape our spirit stops him with a physically disabling blow, but also reveals himself in the process. The spirit hits the friend so hard that he ends up in the back seat of a nearby car, but is still conscious. Then as the spirit resumes his attention on the first criminal, the second one manages to shoot him with some kind of large caliber weapon from the backseat. The spirit disappears and the first criminal thanks his friend for saving him. Then the dream ends, without knowing what happened to the main character / spirit.

Fusarium keratitis
(with a name like that, it couldn’t be bad… could it?)

Saturday, May 20, 2006

I found out yesterday that I am using a product that has been found to causes eye fungus, or “Fusarium keratitis”. In case you are not following, using Bausch & Lomb’s ReNu® with MoistureLoc® may cause eye infections which can lead to scaring of the cornea and possibly even blindness. Yey, for me!

Needless to say, I switched solutions and even switched to my next pair of disposable contacts a little early. The symptoms include blurry vision, pain or redness, increased sensitivity to light and excessive discharge from the eye. Well, how much discharge is excessive? I’ve had some itching in my eyes, and after rubbing the itch leads to pain and redness, does that count? Going to pester my doctor anyway…

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Dream Diary – The space dream
(if i find this in your book one day, i’ll sue)

Thursday, March 14, 2002

This dream takes place here on earth, not too far into the future. Human kind has been contacted by another race, a race who is willing to share their space drives with us and who is willing to teach us how to fly their craft. As I sit there, I day dream about becoming a pilot and about finally being able to go to space. Of course I can fulfill this dream simply by signing up for the alien’s pilot school, which is readily accessible. Only, I recognize this feeling… it’s like the aliens have a sort of leash on us when we are using their drives. Since we don’t know all that there is behind their drives, we find that we are always in their dept and always dependent on them. While I sit there thinking about signing up I watch a space port, or actually a group of space ports, that are currently launching. These ports are the human ports, the ones that still use the older style human space craft… the rebels. These launches total to about 20 craft, all of whom are going across the sky at the same time. Truly awesome to watch these magnificent human craft soar across the sky. I realize that’s what I have been wanting… to feel that pull of multiple gravities holding me down, that roar in my ears from the engine, that completely human built machine pushing me forever upwards.

Dream ends with the thought that I could join this rebel group. Maybe first take the aliens pilot classes so that I could be cross-trained in both ship types, incase I ever need to fly one of theirs for some reason.