It was multiplayer with one of my online friends Div playing with me and two other people, though we were at different points on the map working inwards towards each other
Thursday, 24 December 2020
Splinter Cell Double Agent - Terrorist Hunt Game Mode
I was playing Splinter Cell Double Agent and was playing a multiplayer game mode I've never seen before where you have to hunt terrorists within a crowd of AI NPC running at you, without killing any of the civilians
Sunday, 20 December 2020
A Virus That Kills 7 Billion People
I had a dream where a man who was silenced (unable to talk) was crying whilst trying to warn someone of the exact date, time and place, that someone would intentionally release a virus that would end up killing 7 Billion people
The reason he was unable to talk is because he tried warning people. Nobody believed him
Worse than this, he seemed to actually be locked up or imprisoned somehow because he tried warning people
Sunday, 6 December 2020
Viewing My Own Soul - Looks Like A Sun
I was half asleep. Depressed and dissociative. Feeling unloved and disillusioned with the world, as usual
I saw something that looked like crescent of the sun
Almost like the Universal pictures intro, except with the sun, not the Earth
This was something I'm connected to, I could feel it, like it was unnatural for me to be seeing it
I felt momentarily disconnected in some way from my body
Something told me that the fact I can see my own soul is very bad
I'm not sure I'll be here much longer
But I honestly don't know if I care any more
Stefano Axing A Tree
I am swimming down a large pipe filled with water, way up in the sky like on the top of a mountain
A massive old shark swims in behind me that is the size of a large bull. It actually looks like a cross between a bull and a shark
At the end I fly up into the air and whatever it was I was riding on drops down into the ocean below while I'm flying past it in the air trying to see where it went
Then I see a man I know named Stefano with a large axe
He is angry with someone standing across from him
So he takes the axe and swings it, chopping deep into a tree standing between him
Somehow, the tree is connected to the person he is angry with
I can hear someone crying and screaming in the background vividly, like it's a real life person in pain
"No don't!" I scream at him "Leave the tree alone"
Stefano goes to take a second swing at the tree, but I jump in between him and the tree and grab the axe, so he can't swing it
He immediately stops his swing when I jump in between
"You're angry, that's fine. You have a problem with him, that's fine. But leave the tree alone" I say
I wake up feeling haunted by the person wailing in the background like a child who's been badly hurt
Wednesday, 2 December 2020
900 Years Before Man
I was in a void world
I was having a conversation with some type of beings or entities
To prove a point regarding something we were talking about, I showed them some type of empty and plain pinkish coloured realm
I told them that this was over 900 years before humans
Something either didn't like me showing them, or wanted me up consciously wake up to remember, because I woke up to the sensation of something crawling over my left elbow
Something I don't think was fully manifested and may not have even been there, even though I felt it enough to wake up in my bed
Whatever it was in me that was showing these beings or entities I was talking to a realm over 900 years before human ...
It felt innocent and gentle. Like something that would answer "Sure, show you the secrets of the Universe", even to the worst of those, who shouldn't know such things, because it's just too sweet and loving
The type who just wants to love and do, be and show amazing things to anyone and everyone the would be his friend
The sort that needs protection from those that would hurt him, because he would probably let them hurt him, even knowing they are going to, just to try make them happy and show them something amazing
Something too beautiful for this world
And probably too beautiful to be part of me
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