It’s Gojira!

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Last night I had a dream that I was in a city undergoing a Godzilla attack.
Sadly I don’t remember as much of the dream as I normally do.
The city was right on the coast of an ocean. At one point in the dream I
seem to think it is London, but London isn’t on the coast. It did have a
big river running through it, and London does have that.
Also, the dream was in black and white. This is very rare for my dreams.
If anything, color is often stronger in my dreams than in real life.
And, also unusual, I was more of an observer in this dream than normal.
There were a few times I became the character, but mostly it was like
watching a movie.

Anyhow, what I remember:
I was in the basement of a building with a lot of people. It was clear
that some disaster was going on as the building was shaking, parts of it
were on fire and smoke and dust was everywhere.
I knew that there was a good chance that the building was going to
collapse, so I tried to convince people to run outside with me.
A woman followed me out, but most of the other folks stayed there. As we
ran from the building it did start to collapse.
We came out on the street surrounded by burning buildings. Everything in
all directions was crumbling and on fire. It was very dark out so I think
it was at night, but maybe the clouds were just that thick.
We decided to try and get to the river or harbor as we’d be safer from the
fire.
We ran to the river. It was lit by the reflection of the fires on the
other side, but the water was very dark and seemed to be cold.
On the other side of the river a mile or so upstream from where we were, we
saw Godzilla stomping about in the city. He was clearly stomping a train
yard as he had a box car stuck on top of his head.
“If his head fits in a train car, he’s not as tall as I expected,” I said
to the woman with me.
Although a mile or so away, it seemed that Godzilla heard me. His head,
covered in train car, turned towards me. Fire shot out of the car,
disintegrating it from around his head.
He started coming towards us.
We ran the other way.
We quickly came to the harbor. But, there had been some sort of collapse
of the ground as there was a large cliff down to the harbor where there had
not been before. The sharp edge of this collapse showed lots of truncated
wires, pipes and other things that had been buried before the earth was
sheared away.

I looked behind us. Godzilla had reached the river and was wading across
it in our direction. He clearly was looking at us as he came towards us.
He did look shorter than expected. He was probably 75 feet tall instead of
the 160 to 320 feet tall he has been in the different movies.
I looked into the harbor and saw the water was very rough and crashing
against the collapsed cliff below. Like the river, the water looked very
cold.
“We will have to hide in the famous London Underground,” I told the woman.
I grabbed some of the wreckage hanging off the cliff and climbed down some.
The pipes that had been truncated were full of debris. I started kicking
the largest of them trying to dislodge the rocks. The tube was maybe 5’ in
diameter, so certainly not a subway tunnel.
The rocks started to shift. By this point Godzilla was close enough I
could feel the footsteps getting closer and they were shaking the rocks as
much, or more, than anything I was doing. All the rocks and dirt along the
collapsed edge shook each foot step.

There is a big section of dream here I don’t remember.
Somehow, we escaped from Godzilla and met up with a bunch of scientists
working to stop Godzilla.

The next part I remember, it was daytime and the fires were out. We were
standing with the scientists along the cliff of the harbor. They had set
up a big silver machine at the edge pointed out to sea.
“This laser cannon is the solution to Godzilla,” one of the scientists said.
He motioned at they powered it up. It was a pulse laser that flashed and
sent a pulse of laser power out to the target. A ship in the harbor
flashed, split in two and sank.
“The solution to Godzilla if the problem is he isn’t angry enough yet,” I
said. “All this will do is piss him off.”
Dream ends

When I woke up I tried to go back to sleep in the hopes of seeing the rest
of the show. I’m sure Godzilla was going to eat that laser. But, I was
not able to fall back to sleep. Sad.

I’m sure this dream was because I have been discussing Pacific Rim with a
lot of people in the last few days. Mostly people trying to convince me
that if I like Godzilla movies I must have liked Pacific Rim.
I do like Godzilla movies. I didn’t like Pacific Rim. (I did like the
“how it should have ended” version over at howitshouldhavenended.com )
So, maybe my brain is giving me a bonus Godzilla movie. Even in black and
white like the original…