Only in Dreams

I was having a flashback, sort of like a sequel to an epic movie where you know how it's going to end but the revelation is who becomes the main characters. This particular origin story was about the formation of a group of teenage American terrorists that I was somehow getting wrapped up with. A group of 14 year-olds orphans were teleported into the stratosphere where there was an green aztech ship made out of cubes. This ancient space relic had always been in low orbit yet undetected. A force-field keeps breathable air around the blocks however it doesn't stop people from falling through. Most of the kids fall back to earth and die I suppose but the focus is on one blond haired girl in particular who, clinging to a cube, starts pushing on the hieroglyphs or "controls" and the cubes start re-arranging themselves to form a ship/airplane/cockpit. This helps other kids to have areas to grab onto and sit in. The overall ship now resembles a skeletal Concord/F-16 Tomcat where you can see the engines and turbines as well as the occupants. This modular ship is very fast and agile. The remaining kids modify futuristic weapons and plot attacks on major US cities. It is during one of these attacks that I am recruited by the US government due to my UFO and archaeological studies to consult and help pilot a similar morphing vehicle. We have an intense dogfight over Washington DC and the terrorist's plane is severely damaged and they retreat to some unknown location. Their motives for the attacks aren't completely known but the blond girl is the leader and possibly influenced by the ancient alien technology combined with her dissatisfaction of government policy with regards to orphans.

As I was driving across country on a long trip, somewhere in Nebraska we came across an amusement park with the world's largest roller coaster: the Leviathan. We stopped for some food and to check it out. It had a weird setup you could pay for where you could wear a holographic costume of a different looking person in the park. As we were going up the crank that pulls up the tube/roller coaster (it was kinda like the machine that pulls up tubes at Solider Hollow.) Kelsey’s dog (a long haired border collie jumped off and the people behind us grabbed her and cut off a large chunk of her hair. I was furious so I ran down with a pair of scissors and grabbed his and her long red hair and threatened to chop it all off. But I knew it wouldn’t do anything because they were holographic projections that had nothing to do with their actual persons. We left and so we wanted to get some pictures of the park but they had a no flash policy. But with my new lens I was able to step down the aperture and still capture pictures of all the behind the scenes things because we were going to file a complaint. Downstairs in the locker area we found another lady who had some grievances like us with the park's hologram policies. She worked for Discover and was criticizing the employee who answered the phone because they should have know she was as a past customer. I needed to find a nearby dentist for our dog’s tooth that unscrewed out like a bolt and they were terrible at helping me. The lady who was complaining was in for an ultrasound. The nurse put the gel on her stomach and grabbed the gurny I was on to put some on me as well. I didn’t need an ultrasound but I figured since she put the gell on I might as well too. But then I spoke up and she wiped it off and we left.

I was down in Oceanside at a testing center that helps you study for the MCAT. The Center was located about 15 minute walk from the beach and it was situated up on a hill near a pathway/bikeway that went down to the beachfront. I had my backpack with books in it and I decided to walk down the trail. The sets were coming in that glowing aquamarine color as the sun hit through them. Some were at least 20 feet high. Way too high for me anyway. I walked down and just watched the surfers catch wave after wave wishing I could be out there too. I contemplated setting my backpack down and jumping in but I didn't want to chance losing my MCAT books and laptop. I was down there for a decent amount of time and then it seems like everyone was showing up. I walked up near a boardwalk type area and overheard some people talking about the Gustins. I mentioned, "Hey I know Paul and Alan. They live right by me!" Just then I turned around to see where they had some sort of security screening checkpoint with tables set up. Hundreds of people stood behind waiting to get patted down. Then they would give you a waterproof sticker that stuck onto your hand. Just in the front of the line I saw Jeff H and some Gustins. They had come out to surf. I started to walk away, worried that the security people would notice that I didn't have a sticker. But it was only because I got there before they started doing the pat-downs. I didn't want to have to go to the back of the line/crowd full of thousands of people. I started to walk a bit away from that part of the beach. The waves were sort of smaller down where I was and there were less surfers. Every now and then a huge set would come in and tons of surfers would just bail. These sets gradually started coming in closer and closer and with such force that I had to back up towards the boardwalk. Suddenly waves 100 feet high started pummeling the area with the security checks. People were getting thrown back into the street and buildings wave after wave. I started scrambling to the cliff face/hill as the smaller waves near me started to do the same. I got tossed around a bit by some white water but because I was so far inland already I didn't lose my footing. The scripture came to mind in D&C 88:90 where it states "...and the voice of the waves of the sea heaving themselves beyond their bounds." I made it higher to a road at the top of the cliff area overlooking the ocean. Below lay hundreds of bodies of people washed up on the shore from the waves. Sand and debris had washed up over the train track. I took a picture with my small point-n-click and moved down to take another picture. Some guy was yelling at someone else that he shouldn't be taking a picture but he didn't care and neither did I. I started walking my way back towards the testing center. I had to jump over some trains that had stopped and make my way down some unfamiliar streets but eventually I got back. It turns out that the front of the testing center was a bike shop and some people were already in buying bikes to get out of the city. I went back to my bike which was locked outside and Kelsey showed up in her Escalade. We started talking and I was thinking that I needed to tell her about the Tsunami I had just witnessed but I didn't want to interrupt. I knew that I needed to unlock my bike so I was working really hard to get that done. We needed to get out of there before things got any more hectic.

I was on the West Coast. It felt and looked like Big Sur only I knew that I was further north. And by further north I mean British Columbia. The Olympics were still going on and so high on the mountain side overlooking the ocean I found a back entrance to the games. I found a room type gym locker place where a bunch of athletes were gathered around. Apparently the US bobsled team had something tragic happen to three of their members. They wouldn't be able to compete because they only had one guy to man the bobsled. A kid about my age spoke up and volunteered to ride in the front and steer the sled. I volunteered to ride middle. The actual olympic athlete would ride rear. I explained very thoroughly that I had no training but really, how hard could it be? Granted I wasn't planning on winning or getting a good score but at least we would have been able to compete. The older athlete had been training his entire life for this moment and we wanted to give him a chance. At the start of the run I was extremely nervous. I could see my self on TV with family, friends and co-workers watching us at the top of the run. I grabbed onto the little handle on the side and we started to push. Only the bad thing is that we had false-started. We tried to hang onto the handles and dig into the ice track with our feet to stop the sled. Embarrassed, we dragged the sled up back to the start line and tried to recover and start over but the emotional damage was already done. Wanting only to finish we launched again. I was supposed to count out four steps then jump into the sled but no one had told me before hand. I only counted three and jumped in. The sled behaved like a canoe on water and the nose went up knocking over the kid in front. He started to slide down the track, unable to stop. The athlete in the back was hanging on being dragged down on his stomach. I balanced on one foot for a while until I fell out to the side and tried to hang on as the sled sped down the track. When it was all over the athlete looked at me in disgust. His wife and two daughters shook their heads as I walked by. Everyone was disappointed. Funny thing was that I didn't really care. I wasn't even qualified to race a bobsled so it wasn't my fault no one told me to count 4 steps before jumping in. I went back home to my normal life and no one seemed to notice that it was me who had botched up the US bobsled race.

I went down to Zion's NP to hike the narrows with some friends. I must have slept most of the way down there because I don't remember which way we drove. I think we went the more scenic way. There were lots of people riding their motorcycles down and they would do this thing where they drag their feet on the asphalt as they drive. The Narrows now has a backcountry loop so that at the end of the narrows, there is a big campsite and paved parking lot. People can now start at both ends or get a shuttle ride to their cars at the other end. I still don't know if this is good or not. We decided to try out this new camping area and there was a log cabin where we stayed. There were some interesting plastic prisms that I would stack up and when you looked through them, it would create some optical-invisibility illusion.

I went to Disneyland but had forgotten my pass. I had to go in and try and pull up my records but it was a bit hassle. This was due to the fact that the Oath was real. When I had signed up for the year pass, I was sworn to make an oath on my life and the magical kingdom of Disneyland that I would always be a loyal to the cause of Mr. Walt. Everyone had to do it. It wasn't a big deal because it seemed to be just part of the Disneyland experience. No big deal, it wasn't even real. Just animated. But I was wrong. This all sank in as I had to wait and go through tons of checkpoints to visit the Disneyland Necromancer. This person had to undo the Oath associated with my old pass and place me under a new one so I could go and ride the rides. Realizing that this was a serious cult I jumped a fence by the train ride and started running towards the ocean. I ended up in downtown LA trying to escape the Disneyland employees that were chasing after me. Since I didn't have a car I ran through a cement construction area at the base of a new skyscraper. The ground level was just re-bar and wood but as I was about to exit the other side of the building, a tidal wave of wet cement crashed through the re-bar and wood and started flooding the room. I had to scramble back the way I had came but that area too started to flood. Lucky for me I was close to a window and I jumped out. The employees weren't so fortunate. They got clobbered by the wave of cement.

Downtown Provo south of Center street there is a cemetery with run down ruins that resemble a medieval cathedral. One of the ruins seemed like a backdrop from an old western except it resembled the front of the ruins of Al Khazneh in Petra, Jordan. I was with friends exploring these ruins that we didn’t even know existed so close to home. I vaguely remember a girl being there who had a crush on me but since Kelsey was in my life this one girl was just annoying. My mom found a building with a burnt out interior and just cement walls with wooden 2x4s lying across the open basement/foundation. As I started stepping in and balancing on the boards to explore the area I heard a deep voice and wooden panels started to appear along the bottom of the basement as well as up where I was walking. “As the steps appear on top and below, follow them into the unknown.” This made the exploration much easier and less dangerous but something tugging at the back of my mind reminded me of the “haunted place” and all I wanted to do was get out of there.

I was with some friends on a giant section of ocean that was set up like a natural flowrider with easy access to where the wave would break. People were lined up on the left and right side waiting for their turn to catch the next wave but since it was in the ocean I just walked into the middle and caught the next once because I felt like snaking everyone. The wave was epic, it barreled perfectly and I soared down the face. Just for fun I bailed and let the water pummel me into the sand. Salt water shooting up my nose. I miss the ocean.

I was at Walmart with Kelsey and Nate. Something big had just happened somewhere and everyone was talking about it. Whatever it was, it ended up making Walmart so busy that we're talking hours to check out. I had a few things to get but I mostly had to buy a pair of slippers that I could use in a nursing type position. It seemed to affect all Walmarts along the Wasatch front and it also made traffic really bad. We got on a subway (in a magical station) and we were able to get to a different one and as we got out we heard some people talking about how they got their prescription filled but it would still be a 5 hour wait to pay for it since it was so busy. The good thing about the subways is that they could travel underground because the thing that was messing everything up was high winds. So high that people were pulling over and stopping so they wouldn't get blown off the highway.

I was living in downtown Kansas City but crime had gotten really bad. Traffic was also so terrible that the only real way to get around was by bus. I was really involved in institute. So much that I would head up to the institute building almost every day. It was also a church building complex. Everything was very secure. One of the classrooms had French written on the door in cut out letters. Something like "I love to read the Book of Mormon." So I knew that maybe it wasn't Kansas City but some place in Africa. It would take at least an hour each day to get on the buses and transfer so I could get up there. I knew I could take the 20 or the 9. Both of which I would change at the train station (possibly the magical one) then catch the 20 in the opposite direction. The building was north of the river and so that's why crime was so bad up there. I remember talking with someone about how much I missed driving and I wouldn't even care if my car got smashed up a bit on the outside I would drive so aggressively that everyone on the streets would learn to get out of my way. One particular day I rode up specifically for a stake dance type thing. I had to get there real early because of the bus times. A girl I knew got the 20 but I missed it and I ended up catching the 9. Her name is Marit. I changed buses and final got to the institute building. Marit and I started talking about the bus system and she mentioned that she didn't have to change on the 20, it came right to the church. Kendis and Alyssa were also there and in a side room we were all talking. Alyssa and Kendis were talking about some special boys that they couldn't wait to run into that night. I was kinda down and out because I didn't have any girls to hang out with once they started hanging with their boys. I think Marit even left early. I started wandering around the building since no one was there yet and I found an office that was open. I wandered in and found a video picture frame. It was titled Waterfalls in Moab. It was showing some rainfall that produced a cool waterfall on some redrock. Some native americans were there storing the water in jars but then it started to flash flood since it was in a slot canyon. They guy filming was a bit away but his grandmother was very close to the waterfall. She started walking back towards the camera but not in time. Hundreds of gallons of water and rock smashed down right behind where she was standing and she hobbled slowly still towards the camera. She started to get drenched but was still fine until the water filled up the area behind here and then changed directions. The last thing before the video repeated was her getting buried in a wave and the camera man yelling and dropping the camera. I had also been taking some flight lessons nearby and it was with the intent that I would be able to fly a jump-jet to and from institute and avoid all the crime and traffic. I had a small scale model of the jet in Stealth but I didn't know how to enlarge it and fly it. I had only taken one class so far but if I could only enlarge the model I would have been fine flying it home. Last thing I remember is google-ing "How to enlarge an shrunken stealth fighter".

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.