May 4, 1998

Age 17

This was a very strange and disturbing dream to me. My family and I were outside our new house when the security system alarm suddenly went off. I rushed in ahead of the rest of my family to see what happened. There were three people in my house; one downstairs and two upstairs. I immediately went for the one on the first floor. I suddenly found a gun and pointed it out him. He had a samurai sword that he dropped when he saw me. He was actually a very handsome person man, about eighteen with short blonde hair. I remember feeling a sense of admiration for him, but I grabbed his sword and told him, "I can't let you get away." I then proceeded to cut his right leg off. The sword did not make a clean cut, so I remember going little by little through his flesh, only severing half of his leg. The look he gave me while I did it was one of sorrow, not physical pain, but rather pity almost.

I then ran upstairs but could find no one. I ran outside the house to the back and found a staircase that went up to the second floor behind the real staircase. I went up it and pointed the gun at a Jamaican man with an uncanny resemblance to Bob Marley and some other man and lead them downstairs. I moved all of them into the bathroom closet and told them not to move. I think at that time I called the police.

I don't know why, but suddenly Troy Aikman appeared and we were walking through Bricktown (downtown Oklahoma City). We went into a large space that was shaped like a tiered lecture hall, which was actually a lecture theater at my place of work. We sat about half way up. I don't know how, but I knew it was a gay bar. Some people were in the seats at the top were calling for me to go up to join them. Troy motioned that I stay where I was. Then Troy started asking questions like, "Did you take their (the burglars) clothes off when you caught them?" and "Did you see them naked?" I said no in a way telling the truth and in a way acting like I was offended by his suggestions. My alarm woke me up then.

I find this dream disturbing because I was hurting someone I had nothing really against and the fact I seemed to have a long conversation with an insinuating Troy Aikman, a man I know nothing about, who plays I sport I don't care about. Oh well.