As best as I can recall the dream began with me lying in bed with pop music playing in the background and possibly a TV playing random shows across the room on mute. I was dreaming of Gwenn while lying in bed, tracing the outlines of her body with my lips and fingers, caressing every inch of her I could. I still miss her terribly even after twenty plus years. Someone else was in the bed with me, but I don't recall who she was, just a bed mate as best I can tell. In my dream within a dream I was a little bit confused as to whose skin I was caressing for a moment, but it was always Gwenn's. The other skin was incidental and accidental, but lovely nonetheless.
As I was drifting in and out of my dream-like experience within this dream, I heard heavy rain begin to pound against the windows and roof of the house I was sharing with many other friends, several of whom I recognize from seminary. It's funny who become my dream housemates. I looked out of the window and saw and heard the intense rain, but the sky was blue at first, until I got up and looked closer as I neared the window on the top floor, which is where my bedroom was located. The storm was extremely localized and was right on top of us, with massive downpours and even iceberg sized chunks of ice falling from the sky into the ocean just outside of my house window.
I dashed down stairs from my bedroom to avoid the possibility of one of those giant pieces of ice falling through the roof and killing me on the top floor, running into one of my housemates, John, as we realized that something a lot more than usual was happening to us all. Not only was it torrentially raining now, but he ocean was roiling so much that creatures were being heaved up out of the depths, including a massive alligator which was coming towards the shore at alarming speed. Me and my housemates began blockading every open point of our house so that we wouldn't be invaded by these deadly creatures, especially the ginormous alligator directly out front our porch. Apparently we had a small alligator among the animals in our house and it came too close to an opening on the porch and the ocean dwelling alligator came up and snatched it by its tail and pulled it of and killed it. There was nothing we could do. We were helpless as he was dragged away.
Just to the right I witnessed a large dog being attacked and eaten by another very large dog. Both were mastiffs I believe. It was a brutal sight to behold. He was just being torn apart before my eyes as the violent waves crashed upon our house. There were much smaller animals in our house and even outside of it which seemed to not be affected by this violent storm on multiple levels, including cats and even small kittens, some covered in blood, but amazingly enough, still surviving and not affected by these violent impulses. I brought one inside to keep her safe within the house's barriers.
Next I saw many people running along the beach outside of our house, coming from the north. At first I thought I saw Peng, but it ended up being another seminary friend and her husband, I think a Korean couple instead of Chinese. And then I saw Kim and her father, but he didn't look like her father, but instead her uncle, all of whom I went to church with back in Holland, Michigan years ago. We gathered together as we came back towards our barricaded ocean front house (I had run out from the house to meet them on the sand even though it was still dangerous outside). It was only then that the worst of the storm and the rampaging wildlife seemed to be subsiding. Things finally seemed to be approaching safe again as we came back inside the house.
Nothing like dreaming while having a fever...
