"join Us!" "no!", A double dream of the same theam. Options

On two certain nights within the past 30 days... I've had this very disturbing dream.

One was I was approaching this conference room (I forgot the reason why), but I knew people were in there. Suddenly, either I remote view or have Xray vision, and I see some folks in black and grey suits getting guns out and aiming for the door.

-Blank in memory- Either they shot at me, and I ducked from behind the door? I think so... I don't remember.

Anyhow, so they (or I?) open the door rather defiantly, and they rest their weapons at their sides. A suit that looks like a mix between 1980's Sting and that new actor for James Bond in that movie "Casino Royale" extends his hand, saying, "Join us!"

I look at him and say, "(No/ I Cannot/ Absolutely No)" with a sarcastic sense of, "You expect me to join you after you opened fire at me!?"

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The next one, I don't remember, but there was alot of action before the main part. Fighting or something. I don't know.

I remember, either I entered this elevator, or this building, and next thing I know, I was floating above the earth, on a platform with one or two men at my side, really close, like either body guards or prison guards. I look up into space, and I see huge...no...I mean...

OMFG WTF HUGE

We're talking about larger than Maddox's nads!

Fleets of Star Destroyers...or rather, they looked even flatter and more triangular. Ok, check this out: You know how big a star destroyer is, right? Well, imagine a fleet of either 21, 28, or 36 of them (maybe too much? just alot of them is all I know), and take the number of FLEETS...and you're looking at a couple thousand of those fleets just around the earth.

Then, I see some guy looking like the admiral of a star destroyer fleet...or something close to one, and he says, "Join us!"

All the destroyers start to flip on their roll axis 180 or 360 degrees, starting with the ship at the tip of the fleet, going one line down at a time to the back of the fleet. ALL OF THEM.

I just suddenly get a sense of, "It's useless," but then I say "(Sorry/ No/ I can't/ Leave me alone...)" with a sense of "Well, I ain't joining ya, but I'm not interested in fighting. Just leave me be. You want the world so much? Fine. I'm gonna be a mercenary/join a mercenary force. Go ahead. Have it. Just leave me alone."

I woke up.

Thoughts?

This post has been edited by Edunpanna: Feb 5 2007, 12:30 PM

Typical caucasian-tone humans, mostly western european/mediterranean features. Looked like a mix of a motley crew of james bonds and star wars military. Totalitarian regime. Militant. In many aspects, a sterile vibe. SHEER FORCE. "Bam."

Thats all I could grasp.

But, as for being an adept of power....well...lets just say I hate my power, I'm afraid of failing lessons of it's use and existence AGAIN, i've pretty much been beaten into submission with it, and with all said and done, I STILL can't astral project because of this damn ambient shield of beta-brainwave white-noise energy around my skull (no clue where it came from, thats best way to describe it)!

This post has been edited by WyrdScience: Feb 6 2007, 07:56 AM