I had a strange dream last night:

I was at work at Petsmart and the sky outside the window was dark and stormy. After some time, someone has yelled out something i couldn’t understand since i was not paying attention but i went over to them and they were pointing out the window. My jaw dropped. Outside, maybe a mile or two away, were 3 twisters, 2 of which seemed to be dancing around each other. I yelled out “sisters!” and two more tornadoes appeared on the opposite side. The skies grew even darker and the phone rang. I answered it; it was someone wanting to make an appointment but i couldn’t understand here because the line kept cutting out. The lights went out in the store but everyone was still trying to go about their business. After maybe ten minutes, there were a great many people in the grooming salon all staring out the window. The tornado was only 50 feet away and i hung up the phone, scrambling to get to the door away from the window. People were screaming to take cover and huddle up by the wall. I became frightened at this point, as i saw the huge twister come into view, shattering the glass. I thought to myself “how is it that i am going to fucking die from a tornado….in ARIZONA!?” 

Before i knew it, we were all being lifted into it and i tried holding onto the arms of someone but the force was too strong and i was thrown up into the air with everyone/thing else. I opened my eyes and the inside was gorgeous–a tiny, luminescent funnel seemed to be what kept the twister going. After only a few minutes inside of it, it vanished and the roof of Petmart was missing, along with almost everything else aside from a few tables and a bed that somehow got there. I walked over to it, sat down, and wondered aloud if a tank was heavy enough to remain on the ground during a tornado. Two of my coworkers told me that it could.

I “woke up” in my bedroom, my computer on Facebook, where i had just posted on my wall that i had been in an actual tornado. I was laying in the middle of my floor and an African man, a leader of the R.U.F. was there, installing a cage panel over the door. For some reason i helped put it in and then went back to the floor. I could hear the news in the backround and saw a giant map appear in front of me. The United States had launched a nuclear attack in response to the tornados and the nuke hit India and western China. There were color grids showing the damage, fallout, and radiation and the parts that had been incinerated.


I had a strange dream last night:

The landscape before me was tragically barren and ruined, not a sign of life to be seen. The sun had melted and had become a misshapen blob of brilliant light as it set on the plains ahead. Behind me was a void-nothing but black and yet i could see my silhouette up against it. I had been walking for a long time in this unchanging setting. Behind me i heard a great cry that slammed into my body, knocking me face first into the gravel and darkening the sky ahead of me. The sun was not visible anymore, only the slight glow of its aura. Struggling to my feet, i yelled out because my face burned and i could hardly breathe. A wall of water poured down in front of me-smooth and clear as glass, and seeing my reflection in it, i became terrified. My chest had been opened by that cry from the dark and my lungs and my heart were missing. Dizziness hit me with such force that i almost fell over. I looked into the eyes of my reflection and the one’s in the reflection turned to fire, causing me to heave and let out a roar like a lion’s. The wall of water shattered and dissipated quickly, leaving me by myself. 

A slight humming sound came up from the ground and wrapped around my feet. With each step i took, a symbol was formed on every footprint but i didn’t know what they meant. Giant trees with orange leaves grew up from the symbols but aged just as quickly and died. I looked forward again, sweating profusely and the sun was gone, having been replaced by a multitude of stars that seemed to be within my grasp but actually were not. I continued walking forward and within a few steps, i was on the edge of a massive waterfall, the roar of which produced bright flashes of orange, green and small bursts of white light. I was baffled at the sight and leaned over as far as i could to try and see the bottom but the bottom was not visible. I was very scared but at the same time indifferent toward my predicament.

I looked up, thrusting my chest out and where my heart had been, shot out a great ball of fire which took the form of my reflection from earlier. It began to pour rain, causing the “burning me” to sizzle and pop. It looked at me, pointing down and then a massive set of wings exploded from it’s back. One fell down and the other shot up into the air; the figure clapped once, causing it to thunder and knocking me off balance, sending me plunging downward. Everything went black and when i “came to” i was leaning up against a large grey stone. There was nothing surrounding me aside from the stone so i took a seat on top of it. No stars were visible in the night sky which made me feel uneasy so i pulled the surface of the stone over my body, only leaving my face somewhat exposed. I woke up.