I just found this in my diary from last year.
I guess this dream took place in 2010 or so, the library was "modern" (like a book store) but also old, run-down, and overflowing with unsorted books. It was snowing outside and I was glad to come in. I looked around in the Japan section, and next to the usual travel guides and history books there was a phone-book sized guide: "Hikikomori (Revised Edition)". I started flipping through it, it talked about how you should find your Hermes to set a good example for other otaku, and how Key fans had petitioned to build a statue commemorating Ayu in central Tokyo. The book was huge and overflowing with everything that had been written about otaku and hikikomori. I started reading from the first chapter...
OK, so here is the fish apocalypse dream: It was the end of the world and fish were taking over the world and they were going to eat everyone. So in the dream everything that was plastic would turn into a fish. So I told my dad, "Here watch" so I put a plastic Tupperware bowl under the sink and ran water over it. About three seconds later it turned into a medium sized fish and started flopping around; my dad was amazed and scared. The next thing I remember I was at my grandparents' house and they have a pool which was fill with moss at the time, so I got close to the edge and looked down into it and saw some minnows at the very bottom of the pool, then a couple of big sized fish! Suddenly a larger fish about a foot long jumped out of the water and started chasing me around the pool so I jumped on top of a table to hide. The next thing I know I'm with my mom and my friend Marcos, And we are trying to find a place to hide out and get food since MOST stores had been robbed. We came up to a seven eleven and entered it only to be met by the store owner inside. He was aiming a sniper rifle from tf2 at us. Some how we beat him up and took his store. There was this honey candy stuff on a shelf that Marcos asked my mom if he could have some and she said no. On A Table behind the counter there were about 6 high lighters scattered around, some of them had their caps on, some off. But the highlighter caps had Lego faces on them, like Lego heads because they were yellow. And tatz et gyze, howp yew el.oh.eled!
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I went to Korea, and suddenly went back here only to recharge my phone
My mom bought me the ticket to Korea
The ticket was stucked in air conditioner, and i had to get it
Finally i got it, and people around me sang boyfriend-boyfriend to me
I am a detective on a nightime city street, walking along and I see a poster of blade runner being shown at a club on a telephone pole. Except the name is changed to REP-LI-CANT and Deckard is wearing dark shades. I am ambushed by a man with a gun and he tries to assassinate me the moment I turn away, only I grab his hands and force the gun towards him. He has so many revolvers in his pockets I think I do this at least 4 times, with a gun in each hand being pushed away. The assailant finally dies. I walk inside the club and there is some sort of discussion about whether the manager hired that man to kill me, I can't recollect the outcome. Then I am with a shy girl with glasses in a plane on some kind of adventure to stop something from happening. I am tintin. She knows how to fly the plane, but gets too embarrassed and refuses to help me. So I keep narrowly crashing and eventually have to stop somewhere in the bush away from what I had hoped. The girl then runs away on the path, and I run after her. I use my knowledge that this is a dream to try and slow her down, but it doesn't work for more than a moment. I pass several people with signs for discussion boards, and they are having some kind of event. The path is getting muddy and at the end is a mud pit surrounded by hills. I dive towards the girl's foot and go headfirst into the mud. She falls into the puddle. I wake.
I had purchased several buildings on a US Navy base (like an officers' club, barracks, and an office building) somewhere, apparently overseas. My plan was to build a hosting company in these buildings, specifically by converting a gymnasium. The place had been hastily evacuated and was full of junk: furniture, clothing, medical equipment, and just garbage. The grounds were strewn with papers and cargo containers that someone had tried to load but apparently hadn't had the time before they had to leave. That or they were looted. There were also a lot of broken windows. I wasn't at all worried about the apparent defeat/collapse of the Navy and the first thing on my mind was wondering how I could justify keeping the swimming pool in the officers' club as part of my business...
I dreamt I was wondering around a dirt road on mountain and at the top was 4-ch
for some reason there were ancient threads with literally thousands of replies, now derelict. I had a strange sense of awe and regret before returning to the foot of the mountain