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brunofr418 posted a topic in Outside the UFCanyone else ever have a dream where you're fighting someone and no matter how hard you punch they just seem to bounce off the guys face. I've had this dream a few times and usually its a random guy except the one time it was Chris Weidman. every time I try to swing on the guy my punches do no damage at all its like I have these limp noodle arms. I asked my friends if they've dreamed something similar to this and they looked at me like I was crazy. I was just wondering if any of you guys know what I'm talking about cuz that chit scary
I would like to start by saying this a revised version of a short story I wrote about a series of dreams I had that centered around a Lion, I had these dreams over and over again. Never the same dream but always the same lion. I have my own opinions of who the Lion is/was, but I'll let you decide when you're finished reading all of the short stories, which I'll likely post one at a time. (The points at which each section stop are points at which I was woken up.) The Lion in My Dreams #1: The Meeting By Nikki Ericks I dreamt I was a child again. Around the age of 10 or so. I was walking in the woods near the house my grandparents lived in when I was that age. I kept walking into the woods, I'm not really sure why as the forest always terrified me as a child. I rather disliked the dark. For whatever reason I continued into the trees. In what seems a rapid change the trees of the forest began to change into the trees of a rain-forest, a dense lively jungle. I began to run through the jungle, quicker and quicker as it became more and more dense. Occasionally I would trip and have to pull myself up to my feet and keep moving. And just when I thought the jungle would never end..... it did. I opened up into a bright plain. In the distance I could see giraffe standing among the sparse trees, Zebra grazing, and other various exotic animals going about their day. In childlike wonder of these animals I had only seen in zoos and books I stood completely bewildered and awestruck. I didn't know whether to move towards them or to turn back the way I came but I was infatuated with them. It seems as almost an instant my childlike wonder was replaced by near irreversible fear when I heard it..... that sound. That loud, unmistakable sound. That... roar. I knew it even though I had never heard it firsthand, I knew what creature made that sound. A Lion. In the distance I could see him, standing opposite of me. He was staring at me. He let loose another roar as he realized my eyes were upon him, almost as if to announce he knew that I was meeting his gaze. It seems an eternity, we stood their and stared at one another. Until almost on instinct I began to run.... Not into the jungle but across the plains. I tried to run into the horizon. He watched me it seemed, for a short while. And then he too, began to run. He ran towards me, parallel to my movements, no attempt to cut me off seemed necessary as I had no chance of escaping. Me a mere child, and he a powerful hunter, king of the African plains. In a short amount of time he had caught up to me, but he made no move towards me, instead he chose to run alongside me. His gaze never leaving me those his nose stayed pointed ahead. Even though I was afraid of him, I couldn't help but admire him. He was truly a beautiful specimen, strong and noble. I came to a point in my running where I became painfully aware of my limitations and I could run no more.... I had to admit defeat in this race and allow the Lion the spoils. I came to a grinding halt, and he matched me only with more grace and finesse in his stride. And there we stood beside a lake like body of water, surrounded by few trees, my back facing the pool and his facing an open, vast, almost endless plain. I had nothing left.... no fuel with which to power my legs. I was all but ready to give in and let him take me. Behind me the pool of water shimmered, it's beauty only served to hide something cruel beneath it's surface.... something that would look to take me before the Lion could.