Dream #2 - Left Out

This is a dream that I had a loooong time ago but can never forget the content of as im sure you'll agree is uber strange.

This is a strange story that just shows how dreams are powered by and can effect our subconscious mind.



It was morning and I was across in Tullibody having breakfast with my parents, there was an earpiercing "bang" from outside, almost like a sonic boom. Looking out the window it was like a scene from war of the words with artifacts screaming through the earths atmosphere and pounding into the earth. Within minutes it was all over the live news feeds and social networking sites were abound with chatter and hashtags from around the globe that this event was occurring. The end of the world? Would I be forgiven for thinking this too?



In anycase, it wasnt long before reports came flooding in of alien sightings accompanied by numerous video posts to youtube and facebook, within half an hour it seemed like the norm to see a video of an alien sighting. in my dream these aliens however took on the guise of the typical little "Greys" were all so familiar with thanks to modern media and movies, little 3ft high bublous headed creatures with a grey/silver-like skin with large eyes, they were clutching a very cartoon style ray gun like the type "Wyl-e-cayote" would purchase from the Acme company to attempt to foil the road runners shenanigins.



In anycase, it quickly became apparent that the "Aliens" manifesto was...you guessed it, to abduct humans, only this time, it was'nt the usual clandestine and easily debunkable practice of "taking folk in thier sleep" this was on a global scale and they didnt mind us knowing, were NOT alone in the universe.



So, now the dream takes a silly turn, yeah i know, it wasnt silly already right!?



So they starts to abduct humans at an alarming rate, just zapping us up right left and centre, thousands of little ships were zipping across the skies in all directions and "beaming" folks directly out of thier homes, walking on the streets .. doing whatever, it seemed that nowhere was safe.



on one occassion my older brother and I were running through the streets and hopping over gardens when we encountered 2 of the "Greys", they both stood infront of us in a narrow part of a side street, they seemed to converse for a moment and then ZAP! my brother was taken, they both looked at me, turned to each other, looked at me, turned to each other , looked at...YOU GET THE PICTURE. then they simply turned and ran off.



Stricken with panic I ran back to my parents home to find the place lifeless and empty, it was getting to the stage where it seemed like "Everyone" was taken.



As I embarked back onto the streets, I could see the odd person darting from a doorway only to be zapped into oblivion, again it became apparent that they were not killing us, merely transporting us someplace. This Benny Hill style carry on seemed to last for an age and eventually the human population had dwindle to the point where my concern was no longer getting spotted or zapped by these strange visitors but now a new fear had set in....why was i NOT being zapped by these strange visitors?



I entered an open house that the tenants had been "ejected" by thier new 3ft high landlords.. upon doing so, I encountered another 2 in the kitchen this time (it may well have been the same too, they seemed the "pally pally stick together" type). As i stood in the doorway and prepared for the zapping, they both looked at each other and then gingerly tried to slide past me, almost saying "Excuse me" as they ried to exit the kitchen, I grabbed one of thier ray guns from the nearest alien and I yelled "Right!! Thats enough", the now gunless alien quickly jumped back onto an off footing and shot his hands up into the air as his little spindle like knees started knocking together, a reaction I recognised from several encounters over the past few days, fear.



The other one was still all macho, he points his weapon back at me and taked an agressive stance, the queit stand-off was dulled by the sound of the weaponless aliens whimpering noise, completely ignorant of the situation he was still fixated on my opening threat to him, arms still high, legs still shaking.



His brave friend then shifts his gaze to his right, looks the quivering alien up and down and then swiftly slaps him across the face with a fierce back hand, he barked in an alien language but I somehow understood

"What the F*ck are you doing, get a grip!"



After the alien composed himself they both merely tried to leave once more, I side stepped into thier path yet again and continued my pointing of the weapong wich was mirrorred in the pointing of his. The un-armed alien proceeded to slap himself in the face in a "Im having the WORST day" type of manner. I started to wonder "Why was I being left alone?"



The moment I thought that, the aggressive little silver creature seemed to hear my thought, and remarkably, or expectadly, depending on how many movies you have seen, he was able to communicate with me via telepathy, infact, i could hear thier whole conversation, and it went like this..



Shitebag Alien "Whats going on?"

Solid Alien "He wants to know why not him?"

Shitebag Alien "Just frickin tell him already then we can go, I hate this kitchen, there are no good sweets here!"

Solid Alien (rolling his eyes, he then looks back at me) "We cant take you, sorry, take care"



Me "Hang on a minute, what the F*ck is going on"

Solid Alien "Were re-colonizing another planet for the human race, we have been preparing it for centuries as we knew that the earth was slowly dying, there are only 3 more decades here on this planet at best, so we need to start the re-colonization now to allow integration into the new utopian society we have created for you guys"



Shitebag Alien "Your Welcome!!"

Solid Alien "Will you stop talking!!"



Me "wow, thats some heavy shit, ok, my question still stands, why are you not taking me"

Solid ALien "Well there are many folk we have to leave behind to better the chances of a flourishing human race"

Me "Meaning?"

Solid Alien "Dude, you have diabetes..."



I then wake up.....



lol, what type of twisted sci-fi crazy brain do i have to produce stuff like this? lol.



In anycase, just to be sure, I went to the doctors to be tested, I didnt tell him the dream ofcourse or Im sure I would be writing this from a padded room, but it turned out the little alien shite was wrong, i was clear.





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Thanks for taking the time to read my waffle, Ive always had really wierd dreams and just felt like sharing...Please comment.