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So. Background: Jason Isaacs is my dad. Heath Ledger is my brother. My real brother is my brother. We are all thieves or bank robbers of some kind. Beginning of the dream: Very fuzzy. Lucidity comes after my real brother and I drop our dad off on a street corner in Wilmington, DE after a heist, and then drive off into the night. Middle part of dream: I'm in the car, and I look into the sky and see what seems to be a comet. Look closer. It looks like a satellite or a distant aircraft. It's moving at right angles and zig-zagging around and generally not behaving like an aircraft. I look closer, and as I do, we drive past a big field where lots of cars are parked. I realize I'm looking at missiles. Rest of dream: We get out of the car and walk down to the bottom of a hill where a large crowd is sitting. At the top of the hill, and sort of behind the hill (lots of hills in the area), people are performing missile tests. Giant black missiles are being released and exploding into the surrounding hills. We can see the explosions but they're not very loud at first. Heath Ledger (whose name is Rob in the dream and actually looks like this male ballet dancer I saw on a PBS special) is there, but he wanders into the crowd and we lose him. I'm getting more and more anxious with each missile test. They seem to be getting closer to us, and I start to feel bits of shredded grass blow against me. I beg my (real) brother to call our dad and tell him that we'll pick him up in a few minutes. My brother is very grumpy and refuses. I feel panic rising, and I plead with my brother to leave and get our dad. He keeps refusing. I start feeling heat from the explosions. I look at the test site and see the tests are actually performed by giants picking up the missiles and throwing them into the ground. The giants don't appear to notice the crowd of spectators, and I'm convinced that they're going to lob a missile at us by accident. I grab my brother's arm and start crying, begging him to let us leave. That's when I woke up, and I actually sat up in bed and gasped a few times, like they do in the movies. What a scary dream! |
Um, yeah. In other words, I knew it was Heath, even though it didn't look like him. Oh, whatever. |