Today is Saturday, January 15th, 2011. I unintentionally slept through the day until 6pm in the evening and this is what I dreamt:perspective - the way you would experience a movie - and 1st person narrative where I experienced the events through my own senses. I was at home and there were explosions and sounds in the sky. My perspective seamlessly transported to a view of the Earth with swarms of shiny black and purple particles being shot towards everywhere that had land or people. I don't think I determined the size of these shiny black and purple objects or particles though they seemed to be in various sizes from thin dust to boulders the size of houses. Back to 1st person perspective, I watched the things shoot down from the sky but before they hit the ground, they exploded into a marvelous array of purple and white light like fireworks. I was seeing this while standing in my backyard. These explosions cover the entire sky. As the things exploded, they turned into smaller pieces and crashed into the sides of houses and crumbled on roof tops. Apparently, I video taped the whole thing and later watched it again.
Then, the scene changed seamlessly to me running around in a large, city-like, modern campus alongside other students and professors in chaos. It was daytime. We seemed to be running aimlessly, not sure whether to panic or continue with our daily functions. I suddenly jumped back to the view of the Earth with black and purple things being shot towards Earth but a close up of the particles showed bacterial-like substances that lurked. Then the perspective jumped back to 1st person and I thought, we need to find what that black and purple stuff are. My thinking was that it was possible this invasion was in the form of chemical warfare. I reasoned that on Earth, during the Cold War, countries agreed amongst each other that they would not use chemicals weapons in ----------- battle because it could threaten the health of the human race, all together. However, whatever the aliens were intending to do, they were not bound by such agreement. Most everyone seemed physically normal despite the current chaos and terror but I thought, maybe the things from the sky were slowly affecting us internally without us knowing. It didn't seem to be a direct extermination but rather, an invasion to control or utilize the resources of our world. Throughout the entire ordeal, the image of actual the actual aliens or agents causing this event never surfaced.
I was then set out to do one thing and that was find someone who knew how I could contact UC Berkeley or Stanford University to tell them to analyze the stuff that fell from the sky and make a diagnostic on how it might affect humans. If we were endanger of a chemical attack, we had to find a cure and keep the people who were not yet exposed to the black and purple explosions, unexposed. The first person I called on my cell while running around, aimlessly, was a friend of mine that currently studies at Stanford. He picked up and plainly said "what's up." I tried to explain the possibility of a chemical invasion and he had to find biologists and chemist at his campus to conduct experiments and diagnostic tests on the black and purple substance. However, the phone connection seemed to break up and he didn't hear. I then resorted to finding someone running around who knew someone at Berkeley. I found a random man who did and gave me the reference number but the person on the other line didn't pick up. I kept trying and found a female student who suggested the professors in the biology department might know so I followed her as we ran through long building hallways to reach the biology department. When we arrived, several professors were present, composed but surely apprehensive what might happen next. I quickly asked them for a number and an elder male professor immediately, without initial context, vocalized the digits of a phone number as I dialed. It rang a few times but again, no one answered.
Suddenly, the scene changed to an abandoned shop with glass walls. I was inside while everyone outside were still running around in confusion. I sensed that aliens were in the area, secretly kidnapping individuals so I hid in the corner where there was an old piano, dusty office chair, some construction materials and large rugged towel. I climbed under the piano and scooted everything in front of me to stay under cover. Peaking out, I saw people outside the glass walls, still running around but gradually, everything seemed to calm down as the government officials on the news told everybody we were not in significant danger and to calm down. While everyone calmed, I seemed to telepathically be urging a message for people to consider the fact that the chemicals may be doing something to our bodies or brains at this moment and we had to find out. What happened next was unclear and confusing but I imagined people were beginning to show the abnormal health signs from breathing in the black and purple dust particles earlier; their skin became thin and sunken. Their eyes darkened and their behavior seemed incoherent. I then imagined a chemical lab where people were analyzing the black and purple things in petri dishes, flasks and graduated cylinders. The scientists concluded that there was a strange reaction when the black and purple dust particles were mixed with human fluids. Specifically saliva and urine.
I suddenly woke up in a frightful state, lying on the floor, in my dark room, next to a heater on my bare stomach. Then I abruptly panicked at the thought of someone or something standing behind me so I quickly turned around to look. No one was there, just the contours of my dark room. I slowly got up off the floor, looked around and made sure I wasn't still dreaming. I have covered my windows with thick sheets from the other night so I couldn't tell whether it was light or dark outside. I checked the time and it was 6pm in the evening, having unintentionally slept through the day.
*The pictures, lined vertically on the upper right are pictures I've selected that closely resemble the visuals I saw in the dream. They are chronologically ordered.*
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