I normally do not recall my dreams. Today I did, and, God knows, this shit is wild. I am not autistic, but what you are about to read will certainly make you doubt that, as it did when I dreamed it.
I was in my house, which was full of people for some reason, when an alien invasion began. They were small and green, you know, typical Hollywood aliens. Most managed to go to the top floor to seek refuge. That's when adult Gohan from Dragon Ball shows up and starts beating the ever-living shit out of the aliens until they reveal they can shapeshift. One of them manages to shapeshift into kid Gohan, but adult Gohan beats it fairly quickly and snaps his neck. While he feels bad at this, there is no time to mourn, as the aliens start overwhelming him, but he reaches a new form, which we will call SSJ 5 since I forgot what it was actually called in my dream; it is just Mystic Gohan with green hair.
What happens after is kind of blurry. But Gohan seemingly lost.
An indeterminate amount of time later, a group of about 7 travelers of an unknown origin reach the ruins of my house, twisted into a sort of alien castle. After encountering beasts that were never meant to be witnessed by human eyes, they began losing their sanity, trying to flee, or straight up dying. Only two of them remain; I won't describe either, as one was my POV and the other was a woman that kept changing hair and skin tone over and over. They manage to get to a room, and after spending three hours figuring out how to lock the door, they finally have some relative peace.
After some talk, my POV and the woman quickly kiss and manage to fall asleep. It was clear that they knew each other from some place.
They are woken up by some distant voices and notice the room is full of ghosts speaking in a language I don't understand. The ghosts were simply asked nicely to leave, and they complied. However, they left the door unlocked, and one of the unspeakable horrors got in, waking the two up again. I don't think they made it.
I suddenly find myself in my house; I overhear my mother and another person arguing about me. My mother is convinced that I will die a virgin for being socially retarded; the other argues that I've been getting better since 17 and I still have a chance. I see a woman that looks similar to the one in the past scene. I assume she could be interested, so I ask myself if I should try to talk to her. I decide not to and go out into the cold street, eventually waking up.
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The first interpretation is the boring one; I am just a schizo autist.
The second one is more interesting. I feel overwhelmed by the accumulation of flaws and bad decisions I have made. Gohan is a representation of what I should be, killing his young self and finally changing to grow up and be better. But his fate is ultimately what I am, succumbing to my past mistakes and incoherent behavior patterns and being no better than when I was just a child.
The next scene is all about how I am causing future me even worse issues by my incompetence, entering a vicious cycle where I am weak because I get beaten up by my mistakes, and I keep making mistakes because I am weak.
And eventually, when there is a chance of me finally escaping my incelibacy, I not only fail to take it since I am scared of the pain that could come if I get rejected, but I will also flee from the chance, self-sabotaging myself even more.
That said, the first one is the most likely.
I was in my house, which was full of people for some reason, when an alien invasion began. They were small and green, you know, typical Hollywood aliens. Most managed to go to the top floor to seek refuge. That's when adult Gohan from Dragon Ball shows up and starts beating the ever-living shit out of the aliens until they reveal they can shapeshift. One of them manages to shapeshift into kid Gohan, but adult Gohan beats it fairly quickly and snaps his neck. While he feels bad at this, there is no time to mourn, as the aliens start overwhelming him, but he reaches a new form, which we will call SSJ 5 since I forgot what it was actually called in my dream; it is just Mystic Gohan with green hair.
What happens after is kind of blurry. But Gohan seemingly lost.
An indeterminate amount of time later, a group of about 7 travelers of an unknown origin reach the ruins of my house, twisted into a sort of alien castle. After encountering beasts that were never meant to be witnessed by human eyes, they began losing their sanity, trying to flee, or straight up dying. Only two of them remain; I won't describe either, as one was my POV and the other was a woman that kept changing hair and skin tone over and over. They manage to get to a room, and after spending three hours figuring out how to lock the door, they finally have some relative peace.
After some talk, my POV and the woman quickly kiss and manage to fall asleep. It was clear that they knew each other from some place.
They are woken up by some distant voices and notice the room is full of ghosts speaking in a language I don't understand. The ghosts were simply asked nicely to leave, and they complied. However, they left the door unlocked, and one of the unspeakable horrors got in, waking the two up again. I don't think they made it.
I suddenly find myself in my house; I overhear my mother and another person arguing about me. My mother is convinced that I will die a virgin for being socially retarded; the other argues that I've been getting better since 17 and I still have a chance. I see a woman that looks similar to the one in the past scene. I assume she could be interested, so I ask myself if I should try to talk to her. I decide not to and go out into the cold street, eventually waking up.
~~~
The first interpretation is the boring one; I am just a schizo autist.
The second one is more interesting. I feel overwhelmed by the accumulation of flaws and bad decisions I have made. Gohan is a representation of what I should be, killing his young self and finally changing to grow up and be better. But his fate is ultimately what I am, succumbing to my past mistakes and incoherent behavior patterns and being no better than when I was just a child.
The next scene is all about how I am causing future me even worse issues by my incompetence, entering a vicious cycle where I am weak because I get beaten up by my mistakes, and I keep making mistakes because I am weak.
And eventually, when there is a chance of me finally escaping my incelibacy, I not only fail to take it since I am scared of the pain that could come if I get rejected, but I will also flee from the chance, self-sabotaging myself even more.
That said, the first one is the most likely.
