Only in Dreams

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.