RedShoe

I just had the most bizarre dream, I've ever had, and it was also the most real.

In the dream I kept telling myself it was a dream, but then I would tell myself it was too real NOT to be a dream.

I've had about an hour's worth of sleep tonight, and I can't get back to sleep. After I woke up from it, I was even afraid to trust this was the reality. I immediately filmed myself describing the dream so I'd remember it later.


The theme of the dream in a nutshell is this: Invasion.


The longe version is here:
I had the feeling we were being visited at night when we were sleeping by someone trying to "creepy crawl" us. Y'know, move furniture around and take small things, shit like that. To fuck with us. I eventually caught the person, and saw that they were taking small mechanical parts to build tiny transportation devices. I didn't know what for... but it made sense.

Eventually the dream escalates to the point where Mrs. RedShoe, Baby RedShoe and I decide to leave town in the middle of the night. As we are driving away we see really strange looking crafts with lasers beaming down into houses. First just one or two, then more, and more, then over EVERY house for as far as we could see.

Eventually we made it up north where we saw the mother setup. There was a huge mechanical structure, maybe 50 stories tall (on farm land with nothing else of equal size, theis thing was a huge mechanical arm type of device. It had a drill on one end churning a big ass hole in the ground. I figured they were mining something.

In time our gov't told us that the alien ships were here to help us. They would show us technological advances in exchange for the materials they needed. And that they would even hire us to mine it for them. Suddenly there were backho operators coming out of the woodwork, and were even having backho contests.

We still knew that it was all bullshit, and that after they came for what they wanted they were going to destroy the planet.

I ended up trapped under a backho and in a panic flung myself awake.

What the fuck does that mean? I was so panicked because I didn't want them to take our daughter. The dream was incredibly real. I remember the feel of things, I remember the colors very vividly, I remember the way things smelled... and I don't think any of that is possible. It was so real...

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