Dreams
I dreamt I had an OIS last night.
I've had the ones where my weapon won't fire or it's got an 800 lb trigger pull. I've had the ones where I can see the bullets striking the target but the guy just isn't going down. I've even had the one where I can't clear leather to engage. This one was different.
Everything was textbook. Guy had a knife and was advancing. I was on my back doing a crab walk in an attempt to put distance between us. Verbal commands were given as well as fair warning before I hit the target center mass. He went down, got up and got two more center mass before slumping down and not moving. Somehow his knife turned to a gun and I kicked it away before cuffing him and calling for help.
Here's the strange part. Officers started showing up and contaminating the scene. People picked up the suspect's body and moved him. Someone picked up the gun and played with it. My brass was getting kicked all over the field. Nobody secured the perimeter and people just walked through willy-nilly. My textbook clean shoot was falling apart in front of my eyes. I tried to yell and scream but nobody paid any attention to me.
Then I woke up. What the fuck was that?
I've had the ones where my weapon won't fire or it's got an 800 lb trigger pull. I've had the ones where I can see the bullets striking the target but the guy just isn't going down. I've even had the one where I can't clear leather to engage. This one was different.
Everything was textbook. Guy had a knife and was advancing. I was on my back doing a crab walk in an attempt to put distance between us. Verbal commands were given as well as fair warning before I hit the target center mass. He went down, got up and got two more center mass before slumping down and not moving. Somehow his knife turned to a gun and I kicked it away before cuffing him and calling for help.
Here's the strange part. Officers started showing up and contaminating the scene. People picked up the suspect's body and moved him. Someone picked up the gun and played with it. My brass was getting kicked all over the field. Nobody secured the perimeter and people just walked through willy-nilly. My textbook clean shoot was falling apart in front of my eyes. I tried to yell and scream but nobody paid any attention to me.
Then I woke up. What the fuck was that?
Labels: bizarre, disturbing
posted by Moe at 10:58
3 Comments:
Moe:
Got a few "ideas" here:
-You were reliving one of MY dreamscapes.
-You had a "walking Dead" flashback.
-It's a way of relating the state of our NATION to an "OTJ" experience, and in this case...all bad.
-That seafood ain't sittin' right with you.
-The frustration is occurring while asleep and fortunately NOT when awake.
I can say I've had my share of "nasties" in dreamland...some of them keep coming back, too.
Be nice to be able to have a bit more "control" of those scenarios...make my sleep a helluva lot better.
Stay the course.
Roll safe out there.
Moe:
WHat up? WHy no posts?
Hope all is well with you.
Stay safe
Honestly I lost all motivation. I'm just going through the motions at work. Society is so incredibly fucked and views us as the enemy.
So, I'm over it. If I didn't have this many years invested already, I'd probably just walk away all together.
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