Only in Dreams

Kelsey and I were in a large crypt-like-cave. At the bottom of the cave below in the darkness was a fountain of some sort. Instead of water coming out of it, every single book/manuscript/record ever written in the history of the world was bubbling out and piling up. It was building a mound so high that we couldn't see the bottom of the chamber. We were both standing on top of the mound and we had a native guide with us who was explaining what was happening. This place was a hidden, sacred place and we had only been admitted access due to our archeological cunningness. As the books kept piling up, I glanced down and saw a familiar one. A yellow hard-cover book titled The Laugh Book. I reached down and grabbed it to take home as a souvenir. Plus Kelsey didn't know any of the jokes in it so we would have a good time reading it together.

I was sleeping with Kelsey at a different ranch style house back in a separate room when I had to get up to get a drink. As I walked out into the living room I noticed a bunch of people were over visiting and everyone seemed to be having a good time. Mantooth was sitting on the couch and I said "hi" as I walked past to the kitchen. On my way back she reached out and grabbed my arm and started to joke/flirt with me. I was pretty astonished because she never notices me, too bad for her it was too little too late. Kelsey was waiting for me in the back room so I made my way back there.

I was somehow trapped in the past. There was a mixture of future as well, as if the future now had somehow become the past somewhere else. Time just cycled. I was on an expedition with a group of people and we were exploring an old pyramid system that was discovered in a cave in Cambodia. Green vines snaked and engulfed the mayan-esq ruins. We had found entrance into the main pyramid and within it was a type of holographic computer system. Letters and symbols spun within boxes much like the symbols on a slot machine. The screen and interface had a tinge of green to them. Inside I remember hearing a song by Jack's Mannequin where the chorus says "Sky Blue, Sky Blue. Have you ever been alone in a crowded room?" We knew that inside this system had the clues to developing/using an advanced missile launching system. Possibly built into the pyramid structure. I stepped outside to contemplate how to unlock the system. As I walked around, I discovered large blue crystals partially buried in the sand. I picked up some of them and then it clicked. I rushed into the inner chamber and looked through the blue crystal at the interface and the numbers seemed to stop spinning and started to spell out phrases. It actually reminded me of wheel of fortune. I felt the urgency to get out of there for some reason. Possibly the same reason that once the group started to crack into the system and unlock the data, the stone doors started closing and the water began to flush out of the pyramid and fill the cave and corridors. I was outside but only a few people made it with me. The others had to find some sort of release mechanism to get out. I started to scramble up the side of the pyramid as water filled in around me. Luckily, the others who were inside found their way out and on top with me. We climbed through a vine-filled hole in the ceiling and out into the jungle above. Ever since they activated the weapons system there was this urgency pressing my mind. This feeling was escalated as a Tyrannosaurus burst out of the brush behind us and started charging to eat us. Naturally we ran and along the way of dodging trees and such many of us found bicycles to ride. This made the getting away much easier. A native started riding a bike past us but someone knocked him off and next thing I know, they were on his bike making a clean getaway from the dinosaur. I had a sick mountain bike and I was ramping over roots and such escaping with ease.

Turns out I just ended up moving to Seattle. I had a hard time getting around at first. There was a train I was supposed to catch called the 810 but I was one level too high in the magic train station and it never came. I ended up walking/looking for a bus. The city had a Detroit kinda feel to it except that there was a lot of water. I saw the biscuits and they were sure to help me out. I got around pretty easily with my GPS to. The place I was staying at was amazing. It was on the waterfront next to a river and my friends/roommates were awesome. There was a black guy who was cool, Sarah was also there as well as a cute red-head and some others. The very first thing everyone did was jump and swim in the river even though the water was really cold. The leaves were already turning on the vines hanging over the water a golden yellow. The sunlight was setting and I was wishing I had my camera. So I ended up taking some photos on my phone. We ended up going out to visit some places in town. I really wanted to get to the beach. As we came back, I had to unpack and get settled. Some guy started installing some photoshop software onto my computer and swiped my credit card in a machine. I asked him what he was doing and why he was charging me. He was a roommate! They should do that sort of stuff for free. I explained that I was probably the most computer savvy guy around. I figured he was in a tight spot because of the economy and so we sat down and talked about it. Taylor just stared in disbelief. My bedroom was actually just a closet area with the desk built into the closet, with the bed elevated on the other side of the sliding door. The apartment had 10+ foot ceilings and parts of the trees were growing through the walls. Lots of glass windows so we could see the river and water as if flowed by. I started cuddling with the red-head. I had known her from somewhere before but I mentioned "I wish I would have gotten to know you sooner." It was going to be a good place and I was going to enjoy living here.

There was a camp type place up the mountains in a valley. I had driven up there for the day, but we were done with whatever was going on up there and so I started to drive back. Taylor, Nate and Jeff all decided to ride bikes down and we discovered that it took the same amount of time to drive down as it did to bike down. But I mentioned that they should also bike up to the place because that would take longer.

It would make a decent movie plot. Various different scenes showing what looks like the same criminal only in different places robbing high-tech equipment. Flashes in between. In the "airport" terminal people use a chip implanted in their wrist to pass through security or use the teleportation devices. It's busy and bustling around there and this person with a face masked by a scarf and sun glasses pulls 15+ severed wrists out of a duffel bag and puts them into the glass canister, activating the teleportation machine multiple times at once. This causes strange rifts in space-time but the police are able to apprehend said person and as they are arresting him and he is resisting they find that he is a robot/android. They throw him into a storage closet which had ended up being his "home". The detective sedates/hacks him so he is calm and won't fight back and starts to grill him about how he thinks he must be human. His personal effects consist of a plastic milk carton case with a few scattered robot maintenance gear. The twist of the story is later revealed that the robot had been traveling through time, the parallel stories going on of him robbing places all takes place in different time periods. This is evidenced by something said near the end that shows that something that we've seen hasn't taken place yet at the time of capture/interrogation. The robot must end up escaping and traveling again to resolve the event that hasn't happened yet, but we as the audience has seen already.

This must be the second time that this happened but I was walking around on BYU campus and to avoid parking problems, I pulled my car into the entryway of one of the buildings. I was in the process of walking back to check on it when I noticed that someone had just barely left a ticket on it. I yelled out, "sir! sir!, excuse me! what seems to be the problem?" It was Klaus. He was working for the department as the guy who wrote up parking tickets. We got into a very heated and emotional argument. "Do you see any signs around here? Any at all that say No Parking? I'm parked perfectly legally. Turns out that I had to hunt down the Dean to submit an appeal because the ticket had already been written. The dean's office was hard to find, but it was upstairs hidden behind some microfilm storage areas. Some old lady finally helped me find the dead. She was busy talking with what looked to be her sister. She was very scrawny and had a larger oval/alien shaped head. She was still pretty though, and I was looking to see if she had a marriage ring on or not. Someone else there commented on her bracelets that had strange gems (they looked like eyes) and they had a white fur that came out of the sides of them in patches. I patiently waited nearby as she worked through the other situation. and I followed. We walked past my car and I realized that I wouldn't have to worry about getting another ticket because the first ticket was still on my windshield. I ended up outside and I ran into Klaus again where we started arguing. I was telling him how he should just take the ticket and rip it up or else I was going to write him a letter that said something like, "Dear Klaus...why do you enjoy being such a dick and leaving people tickets where they are perfectly and legally parked? There are no no-parking signs in the area that should not allow me to park inside the building." To which Klaus responded, "Dear Jacob, it is common knowledge that you cannot park cars inside of buildings and it does not need to be posted that this is against the rules." I remember getting so mad inside at the system that I just wanted to ram my car out through the glass doors. This whole time, BYU students were very offended and shocked that someone would be so defiant. I love that feeling.

I was walking around an outdoor mall with a friend and we had a pet tiger that was walking around with us. It didn't need a leash and it was very obedient. Another cool thing about it was that it would purr and brush up against my side so people knew that the tiger and I were friends. It was a white Siberian tiger. This outdoor mall area was very reminiscent of Brazil. Fast-forward to another part of the dream and I go up some stairs into a strange diamond/jewelry store. The interior looked like the library that we had at high school. A bunch of the salespeople were sitting around at desks and I walked up to one of them. I explained that I was shopping for an engagement diamond. Not the ring, just the diamond to see what they were like/cost/etc. The guy handed me a sheet with a table on it with varying types of cuts/size/clarity/etc. Some of the more expensive ones were red diamonds, upwards around 1,500 or so. This was without the ring mind you. Now the guy was talking and talking all flowery and too bad for him but I wasn't going to buy anything. He mentioned that he would love to see my fiancée to help match a diamond to her style, AKA try and sell her on a diamond because I wasn't going to give in and buy anything. He phrased it such, "I'd love to see the beautiful girl who this ring will belong to, it would help me provide the best diamond for her." To which I replied, "I'm not engaged." So suck it. I walked out into the mall (upper level) and wandered around again before walking back into the store to exit out to my car outside. As I entered back into the store, all the sales-people were staring at me, a lady in particular and I just strolled on through. As I was about to leave the guy tried to sell me again, but I just kept on walking.

I was somewhere in a neighborhood like sugarhouse or somewhere in Kansas City. My brother Nathan and I were playing a video game like Godzilla or something and we enabled the "dragon" mode which became virtually impossible. A robotic bird looking dragon would just peek over the top of the mountain and vaporize us. The only way we somehow would beat it is by quickly grabbing it's neck while someone was distracting it and holding it tight as it discharged a poison/electric spine out of it's neck. The spine and shell were blue. We figured we were 6-8 hours behind what time it should be and were we just waiting to leave for the airport and were going to eat dinner, because it was 2 in the afternoon. We realized we were going to be getting in really late and we would be tired.

I was up in Seattle for a work related party. It was at a low cost apartment complex and Cailie had come along with me. This was a big deal because we weren't really dating or anything. Anyways, there was food and people started watching a movie. I really wanted to leave and go check out the city and plus the people from work weren't really fun to hang out with. Later Cailie and I cuddled on a couch and didn't really talk about much. It was relaxing.

This all took place in Sugarhouse at some Frat type houses. The girls we knew threw a big party celebration thing. Brityn was there so it was fun talking with her about married life and such. We were also located near a mall where the girls could dress up and just ride the escalator and guys would just pick them up then and there. Maybe this took place in New Orleans. Because one of the plantation looking houses had suffered some water damage, but now it had been restored for the party. There was also a diving competition that was going on, only instead of diving, they had waterslides. Really weirdly arranged ones with hairpin bends and vertical drops. I had my socks on when I went headfirst and backwards so I had to hold my feet up for speed. I didn't do very well, but I wasn't competing.

There was an island with an ancient cavern system under it. Like Wayne manor. Only the place was even older. More like from the 1800's, at least the manor. The cavern system was discovered by a Leonardo Da'Vinci type character and a swarm of bees lived below in the caverns. He asked himself, "Where does the color brown get it's energy?" and deduced that it comes from the sun, into plants (green) where the bees take that energy from the flowers and turn it into a form of energy in honey. Basically vitamin C, only the guy didn't know about it then. He used this idea as a form of renewable energy to genetically modify the bees so that he could pull power from the swarm as they flew around. One day, he called his son into his study where he showed him the map of the underground caverns. He explained that above ground, where there was a large natural land bridge, they would go underground and connect the two sides of the caves to let the bee's get access to other parts of the island through the underground. I was on the beach with some friends where we were trying to decide what to do. I think we wanted to explore the cavern system. Kate was there and she freaked out and pulled out a gun. We knew that someone was going to die, but we didn't know who it was. Kate turned the gun on herself but at the last minute aimed it at me and shot me in the head. I fell backwards into the water but I wasn't dead. The bullet had incapacitated me somehow but I was very much alive and didn't think I would die. Everyone saw me get shot it the head and figured that was the end for me. My friend Erik came over to me and gave me some re-assuring words before he pushed me out into the ocean past the waves where I was captured by the current. I just wished I was dead instead of in that immobilized situation. I knew the flowing blood from my head would attract sharks but at the same time I started sinking and the drowning didn't hurt. I imagined how all the fish would start to eat my remains but I knew I wouldn't feel anything if I just hurried up and drowned. But I was still conscious as I sank.

Our airplane either went to or crashed on a strange island. Sort of like Lost. Only mixed with Jurassic Park. I was there with my family. Initially we had no clue what was going on and so we decided to explore along the cliff side. Then a large robotic/godzilla hybrid harvester came after us. We hid down in some sandy holes but the sand below kept slipping out and mom almost fell down at one time. There was a moment when I actually thought she was dead. The harvester was right above us trying so hard to capture us. It even shot me in the stomach with strange knife bullets. Once it finally gave up and went away we continued further. The cities were always ruined and dilapidated. Muddy roads and almost western style wooden houses and buildings I was trying to find some money to use but there wasn't anything good. There were tons of different sizes of coins and such. I found a buffalo dollar. So many of the coins were smashed like they had been on a railroad because of the harvesters that would go around on tank treads and such. The only thing that was worth anything was things that "lasted" so not copper or gold or coins but things that lasted longer. They also had to have a certain relief carving/emblem on them. In this case it was a two-headed eagle. Also the native religion was very Hindi. With people at one time asking me what my favorite god was and I just went along with it and said Shiva. But I really wanted to say Kali Ma, only I was worried they would be offended. This was at a particular residence when we were slowly moving through and abandoned wooden mall. We had already gone through part of the mall that was new and full of Disneyland type stores. But in this part of the mall, we (the people of the resistance) were positive that there was, I knew that this part of the underground was somehow being swarmed by the robotic harvesters, only they must have been smaller versions so they could fit inside the hallways and such. There was a particular guy who was leading the resistance and he was giving people incentive to check out one last room that was nearby to make sure we had it secured. I had somehow found a baseball bat and a knife that I stowed in my sock/shoe because I didn't have a boot. Some people had some interesting shotguns with curved nozzles that they could aim around corners. It was really dark and I'm sure the people below us were worried that we were above them making noise, but we knew that we weren't the machines. A guy came in and he was really fat and he walked over to me and I yelled out "Hurley" only as he got closer I realized that he wasn't Hurley. He looked like him though, only he was older. He ended up sitting next to his wife/girlfriend and they were eating something.

We were getting shuttled to the place. The train system seemed to be a cross between an airplane and a rollercoaster. I had placed a towel and my hoodie in the car in front o me but as the train was arriving in the large round tunnels, the cars would slide parallel to each other and get routed down separate tracks. Once we all got off, I ran back to try and look for it because it had gotten separated from me. A nurse noticed something different about me and the way I was acting so she tried to give me a shot. The drug was supposed to remove my sex drive and make me more submissive to the harvesters and the people with political power. I got into an argument with the Nurse, she was saying that everyone got the shot and that I needed it especially because I was so intent on procreating? We got into a scuffle where I got hold of the syringe and stuck her in the back of the neck. The drug knocked her out and she fell to the ground. I got out of the medical type wing of the station. Doing that somehow gave me the advantage to see the harvester coming or to know that we were in danger and I was able to warn my family and escape, even though most of the people were already being captured as they left the complex. The Harvester was driven/controlled by some witch type lady who hated us.

There was a new mall that we were exploring. It was really big. Like the great mall of the great plains in Olathe. Only thing was, I think it might have been located somewhere in California. On one of the shorter wings, it had a large movie theatre and so it seemed to be that we couldn't get through to the other side. Taylor and I decided to walk outside a bit and we saw a cheap no-name skate shop on the outside. We looked across the movie place and saw an identical tower so we knew that there had to be a way across. They had some soft hoodies and such in the skate shop which was one of their selling points. Also, they only cost 3 dollars. The last name of the store owners was something German, really close to Cailie's last name Ercanbraker or something. I made a note to ask her about any relatives she had that might own a skate shop. So we went back into the mall to cut through behind the movie theatre to get over to the other side. A hallway ramped up into an atrium type place that was the food court. It felt like a cross between an ewok village and some old German coo-coo clock. Bridges and wooden structures everywhere with catchy little non-mainstream names for shops and food places. We saw some blond girls that Taylor knew so we sat by them and started to talk. Things took a change to me somehow being on an aircraft carrier. A Russian sub had surfaced along our Port side and it was such a big sub that they had a tank already unloaded and it was driving on top of it with some solders. Everyone was surprised by its appearance as if the sonar hadn't picked up any of it. I was hurrying to accommodate them by lowering some dry dock thing that they could drive off the back of the sub and onto our ship. At the stern of the ship there was one of those portal things on aircraft carriers and all I had to do was use my clearance to push some green buttons and started opening doors and lowering ramps and such. Once I got into the holding area, there were some more stairways that could have been activated so that the Russians wouldn't just be stuck in the holding area but I didn't have clearance, or they just weren't loading. So once they got on the boat, they were very limited on where they could go/explore which is a good thing I guess because they were kind of like bad guys or something.

We were driving down to southern Utah (possibly lake Powell). There was a city past Springville that had three amazing skateparks in a row and I really wanted to know the name of the city so I could come by and check it out sometime, but we were driving too fast through and didn't stop. Also, no one driving with us seemed to know either. I was on the boat with JHam only the water wasn't out in the open. It was as if a large warehouse was full of water and that's where we had to tie up the boats. On the dock, there were already a ton of boats and so we found a spot to tie up, only the problem was that the anchor wasn't catching. For some reason or another, we had to tie up the boat to the dock as well as cast anchor. We started drifting away out of the spot and finally JHam got the anchor set but we were a good distance from the dock itself. Some girl in a dingy came up and boarded my boat when I was all alone (Jeff had to go check in at the boat house). She seemed like some sort of waitress or employee of the docking area. We had a great night.

It started out surfing in Bali or maybe it was in Australia. I was with Taylor and we found this really weird reef that broke all different and such. I had a bunch of good runs on it and learned how to dive forward over the shallow reef when I was crashing so I didn't get hurt very much. I had taken off a bunch of days off at work but for some reason, I had about seven hundred dollars left in credit that I could apply to a flight to Thailand or someplace else on my way home. I really wanted to do this, but I would have to email my boss and ask him if it was ok. Suddenly I was at Disneyland and me and my dad were about to buy a weird crate-full of quilt stuffing that was home made in the sheep area of Disneyland. It was going to cost one hundred dollars. We wanted to get it for grandma so I called her up to ask if it was worth it and if/when she would use it to make her quilts. As I called I got a message on the message machine from David saying, "Hey grandma, is Jacob there? He must be because he is hogging up the line and making Rainne miss her call." I was a bit upset about his accusation. Grandma picked up and talked with me about it. We pulled out some of the quilts stuffing, only they were just polar fleece like the old blankets that grandma had made for us a long time ago, the camouflage, the purple and Nathan's blue one and my red one. We ended up buying them anyway and started to leave. There was a bum passed out in the gutter and mom was upset at herself for trying to figure out what the bum was doing there and who he was trying to visit. He was apparently dad's brother or cousin and she felt bad for some reason or another. I started to try and tell her about the phone message David left on grandma's phone and my mom tried to explain to me how David was being controlled by his mother. When I was in a band playing gigs, he once tried to come down to southern California to see one of my shows but was unable to because of his mother but he couldn't because she wouldn't let him. I just thought that he didn't like me. Lastly Wesley and I were trying to get into our car to get out of the parking lot at some small strip mall. The car next to us was parked really close so we had to squeeze in to open the doors and get in. The girl who was driving the car next to us had roller blades on and as she was getting in, she was asking some questions about getting a driver's license. Wesley decided she was cute and so he tried to start explaining to her all about getting a certain amount of hours in and such before getting the license and also how you could start at age fifteen. I spoke up and reminded him that were we were still in California and that the laws varied from state to state. Then she got into her car and drove off with the roller blades still on. Somehow it worked ok and wasn't illegal in California to drive like that as a minor.

I was somehow an actor in an episode of lost. At the end of the show, a bunch of people started dying and so did I. Jin ran out on a dock to protect Sun from being shot, and she was fine with it because she already knew that he would die and already knew it was going to happen because she had been traveling through time. I was upset because I liked Jin. Some survivors got into a Alvin type submarine and circled around in the water below us before sinking away. As I got out of the water with the other actors, we were trying to find some towels like at the BYU swimming pool, only the kids had grabbed them all. All they had left were these oversized harmonicas. So everyone could use them to dry off, you just had to blow into them and the air would magnify/amplify and dry off your skin. I was upset because I couldn't blow into it very well at certain angles elsewhere on my body.

I was visiting New York with some friends. Only it turned out that New York was located in California. We got to hang out with Jim Gaffigan. He was really cool and nice. He had just been elected Governor of California so things were busy, but he showed us his office and gave us his email so we could stay in touch and remain friends.

I was taking my family on a vacation/trip to visit some cool places in Southern Utah. Then, it was as if it was a game. A game I had already played before sometime except that some things were new. We were stopped in the middle of the street by a blockade. The people in the city acted straight out of a H.P. Lovecraft story. They were busy summoning some dark evil sludge monster. There were actually 3 of them in total, and I was able to dice them up with a samurai sword one by one. After that, the villagers returned to normal and one of the girls there my age fell in love with me. Too bad I had to leave and continue South with my family. As we drove off, I said "I don't remember all of this happening last time." Lastly we came to a swamp filled slot canyon. A crocodile-hunter type guy had set up the only way through. It seemed like a zoo crossed with a narrow loch-system (like in the panama canal). Inside he had a pet/wild great white shark. He demonstrated the ferocity of it by sending some of his goons/slave children running around near the water covered in fresh blood. He then explained it to us thusly: We would all get our packs and slowly wade through the water in a certain formation and moving a certain speed. The shark would interpret us to be a boat of some sort and leave us alone. Somehow, Cameron and Wesley had gotten to the other side of the slot canyon (probably from jumping and climbing around) and so it was just me, Nathan, Mom Dad and Joanna. As we were slowly shuffling through the water, the shark bit onto Nathan's thigh. It wasn't biting hard enough to break skin, but it did make things a bit more nerve racking. As the shark was hanging there, our guide suggested everyone pour their soda into the water. The sugar crystallized and formed a hard crunchy layer on the water that we were able to climb on top of and slowly walk to the opposite side of the slot canyon.

It started off in Bali. But it was a touristy place in Bali. But it could have been Hawaii or someplace else. I went to buy groceries and I realized I didn't have my credit card in my wallet. The total came out to $61 USD and luckily I had a 50, a 10 and a 1. But that was going to be it. I figured that I would either have to find my credit card or find a job to earn some cash. The next thing that happened was that we needed to travel to somewhere else and so we got on to these large cement gondola things. They must have been used for shipping purposes, not travel. They went slowly at first but as they started to pick up speed I had to hang on for my life. Not unlike a roller coaster that was swinging down steep inclines. They got to a field down on ground level and we jumped off and started sneaking towards an apartment complex. Back around behind an alleyway and behind fences we started to crawl. An SUV pulled up and so I froze behind the wood fence. The guy got out and started asking "Is anyone there?" He had a flashlight which he shone right where I was hiding. He was looking at my hand and forearm on the ground and was asking himself if that was a human. As he reached down to almost grab it, I stood up and confronted him. He introduced himself as an LDS missionary. It turns out that the apartment complex had some science-learning museum inside where neon black lights were everywhere. I ended up wandering into the basement where we all know is not a good place to go. The same feeling/presence that came from the "house" in downtown Salt Lake was there. I don't remember anything else.