Alternate Worlds

I believe dreams are visits to alternate worlds. These are my dreams. The titles to each dream are when I woke up from them EST. Check out my main tumblr at a-pale-moon-rises.tumblr.com/

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Saturday, January 28, 2017 - 11:00am

I had a dream that Kevin’s character, Zach, dies. In a huge 6ft diameter boulder, a cursed sword pierces its side, veins of crackling evil black magic extending from the sword into the boulder. This talking 4ft tall mouse that walks on two feet and wears clothes tells Zach that he will help Zach pull out the sword if Zach helps him with this task. Instead Zach tries to pull out the sword on his own. Zach succeeds, and flush with his victory, cuts off the head of the mouse. Zach’s true nature is revealed and he becomes an enemy of the party. I ambush him in this tunnel that he is traveling in. As he turns around the corner, I cut off his head with a single strike. But instead of blood and flesh, the separation reveals that inside Zach’s body is just sand. Zach keeps moving toward us and I keep cutting him down until he collapses. Upon closer inspection, we see that his body is made entirely of sand with tunnels and tunnels inside. Once upon a time, Zach was a traveling city for ants, but he forgot his purpose and fell into adventuring and evil. I leave the cursed sword and his body where they fell. Later, Zach’s body is trying to repair itself. The cursed sword tells Zach, “I can help you revive and gain more power than you can imagine.” Zach says, “No, I remember my purpose now. I will go back to those that made me.”

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About December 16's Dream

Evan Marcantonio is a skilled upperclassman trumpet player.  For all intents and purposes, he was not in this dream.  Evan Tarrh is a skilled underclassman saxophone player.  Evan Tarrh was in the dream, but for some reason, in the dream, he is called Evan Marcantonio.  Martin never played in the Wind Ensemble if he did he would've played the euphonium.  Martin did play the trumpet before the euphonium.  A tenor saxophone only has two parts, the neck and the body.  The middle part in between the neck and the body only exists in my dream.  Also I don't know what the part numbers mean.

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Tuesday, December 16, 2014 - 5:05pm

My brother and I go to a Wind Ensemble concert at LHS.  We go backstage to the band room where the band is rehearsing and I ask Mr. Leonard if I could play in the concert.  Despite the joking nature of my inquiry, I really do want to play.  I suggest that I can play the baritone or tenor saxophone part.  Mr. Leonard says that I can play.  Evan Marcantonio, who is actually Evan Tarrh in everything except for name, says I can't play because the baritone part is the same as the tenor part and he is playing the tenor part and it's much too hard.  I reluctantly agree because it's true that even when I sight read Wind Ensemble pieces in my prime I couldn't do it correctly.  But I get out my tenor anyways.  Martin is playing in the Wind Ensemble as a trumpeter.  I realize I don't know which tenor saxophone is mine.  Mr. Leonard says there is a part I can play, since one of the baritone players is missing.  Evan glowers disapprovingly. Mr. Leonard and I look at the tenor that I'm holding and the middle part is a 2.5 part which is a different model from the other two parts, the neck and the body with the horn.

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Tuesday, July 22, 2014 - 12:00pm

I stand upon the second outer wall of a castle that is under attack.  Queen Charlotte stands near me in suit of steel scale armor.  I am one of her captains.  A volley of arrows rains down upon us and one of our female warriors uses her body to shield Charlotte from the arrows.  The warrior isn’t wearing any armor, but luckily she doesn’t get hit.  The outermost castle wall stands upon the edge of a cliff face, the bottom of which cannot be seen through the mists.  I walk to the edge of our wall and look down for enemies.  A couple of the enemies have reached the top of the cliff face.  One of the enemies is Jim and he carries a gold statue about 1.5 feet tall.  I throw a rock twice the size of his head at him, but it misses.  So I jump off the wall and on top of him.  I throw him off the rock we are standing on and at the wall.  He lands with his back on a rock but he doesn’t seem fazed at all.  I jump down to him and throw him again.  We are now standing on a massive rock isolated from the rest of the terrain and surrounded by the castle walls.  I grab him to throw him again, but he is stronger and more powerful than I am.  I have to get away from him and use my speed.  However, this showdown never comes to pass because I wake up.

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Tuesday, September 19, 2012 - 11:00am

I'm sitting in class and I notice the girl to my left is drinking pina coladas. A guy in the row in front of us and a little to the right of where we are sitting is handing out cocktails. I'm scared the teacher will notice. I try a pina colada and it is to die for. Absolutely sweet and with wonderful depth of flavor. I also don't notice the taste of the alcohol. Then I have some pofferjes with sugar on top. (What else?) Then the teacher notices and he drinks a little with us. I'm still a little nervous that we'll get in trouble. After a couple drinks the teacher makes us stop. Then another guy comes around to collect the glasses. I have dozens of clear glass marbles in my mouth which I give to him. Apparently my team won by a landslide because of me.

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About Today's Dream

The restaurant scene is sort of like the scene in the Dark Knight where Gordon arrests all the mobsters at that restaurant.  I know Alex Smith in real life.  The girlfriend in the dream has nothing to do with his girlfriend in real life.  The girlfriend's friends only exist when I'm walking away from Alex's booth.  Sometime during the chase, the girl's hair changes from blonde to black.  My partner is chasing the girl on foot, but after he trips, it is as if he just fell off his bike and he was chasing her on a bicycle the whole time.  I don't know what city this is in, but it's not in New York.

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Friday, May 25, 2012 - 9:05 AM

I am part of a task force sent to arrest a bunch of people at this restaurant.  I go over to the booth with the guy I'm supposed to arrest and I see it is actually Alex Smith. Alex is pretty nice guy and I didn't think he'd be mixed up with the mob, so when he looked at me and smiled in greeting, I told him I needed to check with my boss.  His girlfriend was sitting across the table. She's small and white with straight short blonde hair.

As I walk away she is standing in the middle of four of her girl friends.  She expresses concern for Alex and shocked by the idea he might be arrested, goes into a fainting spell. The two friends next to help her, while the other two come forward to question the police about the situation. I reach my boss and one of the cops yells, "Hey, what gives you the right to leave?!"  I look at Alex sitting alone at his booth. I realize, "It wasn't you we wanted, it was your girlfriend!" She faked the fainting spell! Alex shrugs and grins at me. I apologize to him and sprint out the restaurant after the girl.  One of my fellow cops is also chasing her.  He is running parallel to her on the other side of the street. I'm running behind her and slowly catching up. She trys to catch this bus but it pulls away before she can get to the bus stop. There is another bus there, but it isn't going anywhere.  Then my partner trips over a root in the sidewalk.

The girl runs across the street to steal the bike he fell off. She now has black hair in a cute pixie cut. I catch up just in time to stop her from getting on the bike. She keeps on running, crossing the street again. I catch her at the head of a trail running perpendicular to the road. "Why are you running?", I ask, "You aren't under arrest. We just want to bring you in for questioning." Then I realize she used to live in New York City, and she has 98 counts on her police record there. Nothing substantial, just little things like resisting arrest. She has come to see those counts as part of her identity. She only has 2 counts on her record here, and she feels she has lost something. She wasn't trying to get away, she just wanted to be arrested for resisting arrest.