Alright, before I begin I want to clarify a few things. I am a reasonable, average person. I am definitely straightforward and practical, so what I am about to tell you is a big step forward by myself. I just need someone else’s opinion on it because of its extreme nature.
So; here goes. A few nights ago I had a dream to rival all dreams. It began as my family and I were gathered around the fire listening to the radio as an Emergency Broadcast System alert interrupted a Minnesota Twins game. It informed us that the Russian Federation had deceived our defense networks and were launching a large scale invasion. It went on to say that marshall law as to be instated and that all people in an unaffected city or region to stay put until further notice. Then I randomly moved forward to a future point in time. I was on a cold battlefield with my own rifle in my hand. As I became aware of my surroundings, I immediately was overcome with a surge of rage and anguish. As I looked down, I could see my friend ( who is also only 16 as I am ) laying in front of me with blood pouring out of his stomach. I knew he was dead. As I struggled to cope with what was occurring, a massive roar of thousands of voices captured my attention and brought me back to reality. I looked around, and everyone was charging forward to overtake a hazy ridge. As we overwhelmed the Russian forces they turned back in a retreat. As I came to the top of the ridge, I immediately recognized a city skyline in the distance, it was that of Minneapolis. It was devastated. smoke was billowing from several areas of the city and from some of the skyscrapers themselves. For the moment we had won, and we rested for an oncoming battle. This gave me enough time to go back to the hill, find my friend’s body, and give him a proper burial. I cannot express the intense sadness I felt as this occurred, but it soon ended as I moved forward in time once again. It was dawn, and very cold. US Army and Marine forces had arrived to give what appeared to be a mass of civilians the help that we needed. A siren sounded in the background and we charged forward, the city was probably 2-3 miles away and I ran along with hummers and tanks and personnel carriers. Big bombers appeared overhead, and destroyed all that lay ahead in preparation for our apparent assault to retake the Twin Cities. As we approached the city center, I could see Russians everywhere. I was directed to go in a medium sized office building with another 3 or 4 soldiers and provide sniper support. We immediately started mowing the enemy down, I was shooting as fast as I could and totally slaughtering retreating Russians. But something seemed odd. We were winning, yet our forces had begun a hasty retreat. I soon realized what was the matter. Above me appeared a massive fireball, and as soon as it appeared, all the tanks and vehicles stopped dead. I could see some sort of jet tumble from the sky and erupt into flames as it hit the ground. Within seconds, a shock-wave ( from what I think was a nuke or some type of huge bomb ) hit our building and we instantly died ( I’m assuming here again ). I then began to have flashbacks, my aunt’s rolling farm on the Fourth of July with beautiful grain fields in the distance and my little cousin running around, then my first kiss, then my history class pledging allegiance, fishing in northern Minnesota, my family at thanksgiving, and finally the raising of the American flag and a crowd of people singing the national anthem. These scenes were beautiful and serene. They made me swell with extreme pride and happiness. As I faded away, I felt so at ease, and at peace with all that I had done. It seemed so perfect, so wonderful.
And that was it. I have to tell you, I never have realistic dreams…EVER. Yet this seemed SO real and so vivid. I seemed coherent and in control, which never happens! I also seemed aware of what was going on, and the emotions that I felt…felt entirely REAL! Please tell me what in the hell is going on!?
Sorry I left this out: as I was looking backon myife, the song old country church (name?) was playing. Sorry for spelling, this was very hurried.
You may find it really is a common answer.
The interruption means there are forces in yur life that mean to make things hard for you so you cannot live a normal life and yuo have to go up against them. your friend is actually a dream of yours that dies, so you let it go properly. The twin Cities are a goal stripped from you but you are fighting to get your dream back, but domeone has decided to take it ALL away, but you do not feel that bad, as at least you made a strong account for yourself
So what’s amiss in your life?