5-1-05 LUDLUM DREAM

5-1-05

Holy Shit. Where do I begin. I'll call this the Robert Ludlum dream because it reminded me of the Bourne Supremecy. 

The first thing I remmeber was that I was with these two older guys, one of them was smaller, like the hardcore dude from Yale with the panther tattoo and really raspy voice, and the other one was a bigger guy like the long haired guy in Bloodsport that makes friends with Van Damme. He has a beard and longer hair and they are both ex-war special operations and they are robbing some high tech foreign village for an ungodly amount of money. I spent some time watching them work their way through stuff like customs, scamming people that were employees or security into letting them pass, and then they got into the van. Someone in charge was onto them and was questiioning them about the checks they stole, and the long-haired guy had explanations for everything. The guy asked what they were doing with it and he said something like TCF, except he said whatever the [abbreviation] stood for and the guy bought it, then I looked at the checks and they said KCF on them,s o he totally pulled a mind game on him and it worked. 

We drove off and were driving through the woods in the mountains and I was thinking, "I should get someone else to drive when I come up here so that I  can watch this movie". It was some sort of war movie that I wanted to watch like the Bourne Identity or somehting. 

I saw the littler guy with his shirt off. His shoulder was all shiny scar tissue with a bunch of little dents and holes in it from a war injury, like shrapnel or somehting, as was the rest of his chest and arms. I noticed he even had a faded red plastic circle in between his chest and stomach taht said US Army on it, and it was some sort of older way to fill in for another war injury. He had little pieces of metal in his skin all over like he had been next to a bomb exploding many a time. 

Then I was in this overcrowded village, sort of a cross between the middle ages and now, because there were animals, but the people wore normal clothes, just dirty, and the hospital was pretty modern looking. Me and my mom found our way to the hospital, all I was going to do was check it out and go to a group, so I saw all the kids there and we sat down in a circle. When it was my turn to talk, I was already crying because something plain and ordinary had scared the shit out of me, like looking at the sun out the window or something. All these military dudes about my age came in and joined the group, like 8 of them. They sat and listened until the group was done, and then we left with them and we were in an area that looked like the elevator area on B1 at NIH. We waited for a while but they were on a mission and I had to go with them, so I said goodbye to my mom and followed them up through a door in the ceiling. 

There was a secret war going on in htis village between all sorts of guys my age or younger, all shooting at eachother and looking for somehting and all sorts of complex shit. the enemy dudes were looking for the dudes I was with but they didn't know exactly waht they looked like so we took turns desquising ourselves and vanishing throuhg the crowd. They would work their way over to a motorcycle and ride it away, then I got on a motorcycle and put on the gear and helmet like I was a motorcycler, and I was out of my body watching myself. I was the crazy kid that they needed for their mission so I was somewhat important. I was just sitting there on my motorcycle in  the mud when all sorts of boys and girls in a dirtbike club starting making fun of my helmet, thinking I was someone else. THey kept calling me "Mullet head" and gave me a lot of attention but I didn't look at them and the bad guys walked right past me because of it. THen I took off like a pro. 

We were getting chased all over this village and I saw these three dudes that looked like young Rambos in all black, one of htem was a little blonde dude, and they were on our side but were ranked higher, like they were secret special ops or something. The enemy guys were coming, so they opened up a door in the ceiling of this little crowded barn we were in and laid down a keg looking thing and hoisted the blonde guy into the ceiling, and he was to open a door somewhere else for us to get up. We went outside the barn and he threw down this wide rope ladder made of really old and soft dark wood and I climbed up last. I looked down and saw the enemy special ops guys had seen me, it was supposed to be a secret that we were up there, it was our hideout or something. 

We talked about our plan a little bit up there and our situation, 

Then the blonde dude ran away into the woods with some chick and there was this parade of these suitcase looking things and he was hidden in the end.