I was in the halls of a college campus which I'm guessing is somewhere in Charleston. I was going up an elevator and walking down the hall where I met Whitney. She was wearing what looked hike a home made dress made of gold/tan coloured spun wool. It was pretty revealing. We were talking, going back to the elevator where we were moving downwards. She lay down on the elevator floor and I sat sit beside her.

This is one of a series of dreams that I had last night.

The characters in the dream were Will Smith (Will Smith), James Avery (Philip Banks), and either Nia Long, Daphne Maxwell Reid or Karyn Parsons...or a composition of all three.

Here's the premise of this dream as far as I'm able to understand: Will Smith was learning some sort of important life lesson. He was sent back to the future back to the time of Nazi Germany. James Avery played Hitler, complete with moustache and the "composite woman" played a woman who Will trusted and loved, but betrayed him (Is "doupleganger" the appropriate word?)

James Avery wore make-up to make him look white but made it apparent that it actually was make-up.

It was taken place inside the mansion.

We pick up on the dream where Will Smith confronts "Hitler". "Hitler" becomes frustrated with Will and storms out of the mansion. The woman who Will was so close to gives him an evil look, turns his back and leaves.

Will becomes very mad and leaves to another room.

At this point I turned my head away.

Something dramatic happened. I'm not sure what. "Roll Out The Barrel" was playing at radio clarity. I looked back to the show. Will Smith exited the house with a smoking gun. He either shot "Hitler" or the woman. "Roll Out The Barrel" was now playing at crystal quality.

In this dream I was in Regina making coffee in what looked like the world's most complicated coffee maker, ever.

Me and my brother were there.

I somehow opened it up and got to see how the inside works out. Let me see if I can describe it to you.

At the bottom is a water resevoir. Underneath is the water heater that pumps the heated water up.

On the other side of the water resevoir is a heated grill, on top of that is the coffee pot. On top of the coffee pot is the coffee filter and the roasted coffee?

Sounds okay so far, right?

It gets weird in that everything, including the coffee pot, is in a white plastic case. And it's not clear where the path of the hot water is going to. In fact, this is only supposed to serve one cup of coffee at a time, not one pot of coffee.

After that me and my brother were talking.

He told me if I had found anyone to date, yet.

I told him I did.

I woke up after that.

This is the first entry I've had in this blog for quite a while.

Part of that is scanning and posting up photos for two of my other blogs, my high school reunion and my own personal memories.

Last night's dream was a little bit uncomfortable.

It felt like a video game. First person viewpoint. There wasn't any pixels or close-to-real animation or video activated video games, etc....it took place in real life except that it felt like a video game.

I was playing myself.

There were people around me who were possessed by some dark, evil unseen villian and people around me who weren't. There was a building that had a steep staircase to the basement. I wasn't allowed in until I completed the "first level". Basically I was to orient myself to the city, get a feel of it.

There wasn't any shootings or killings. A lot of running and avoiding.

After a while I was allowed inside the building.

The next "level" started with an incantation of the dark, evil unseen villian. I was walking down a short hallway. A woman and a man who were there were possessed and then starting going after me quoting some weird and dark poetry.

When I woke up, I didn't know what to make of it. Was it a game of possession or avoiding possession? Was it a metaphor or pun or something?