Fade In

Apparently my brain believes that I applied for joining the Marine Reserves at some point and this is high time in the summer of 2010 and my application has come through and they are starting their training program right away. Regarding the context of this dream, I have only watched on military training movie, and that was Full Metal Jacket.

Soon I had to pack up and leave, which was no big deal. I got in my minivan, a lovely Nissan Axxess, which coincidentally I have never owned or known anyone who did, but it always looked like a peculiar car designed for  folks that lack obshttp://crazydream.org/wp-admin/post.php?action=edit&post=52ervation skills to realize that its only half a Minivan.

Now, I don’t know how I transitioned from the Nissan Axxess to a C-130  but just to mention here that I did fly in those monsters rather frequently at one point, so this one is no surprise and those planes have an intimidating interior and a half and did I mention absolute lack of any sound proofing, you can hear each engine screeching its own frequency like you can see light in day. Getting back on track, we were dropped over a giant rocky structure and it only took me a few minutes to realize that this was the iconic Australian landmark, Uluru, however, in my dream it was so tidly placed on a flat plane, absolutely not. It was indeed placed on a colossal cliff edge that Wiley Coyote is so well known to fall off of.

Soon the daily training started, with mostly involved running and more running in anticipation of the final big task. For some reason i can recall running in suits but with military camouflage pattern on them. Finally, the anticipation of the big day ends and we are informed of our final task. The final task was to climb a vertical pen (without any horizontal bar support) of bald eagles, it had to be at least 100 ft tall, with many trees just as tall inside the pen. There were two other candidates besides me, a fairly overweight girl and a raccoon. The raccoon’s job was to set the target time to beat for climbing that pen.

First went the raccoon but it never came back, we waited and waiting, until we were informed that raccon made it to the other side (whatever that meant) and now it was our turn. The girl went first, soon she was done and all thought to myself was that, how hard could this possible be, if an overweight girl can do it so can I.

Soon I was the wearing the harness getting ready to climb. after about 10 ft or so I realized that the dozen or so bald eagles behind the cage were irritated and very aggressive and they could attack anything any moment. My only hope was that they would keep distracted and not bother me. There was sufficient space between the verticle bars that they could rip any piece of meat they wanted right off of me any second. Slowly, I kept climbing, trying to be quite and at the same time keep an eye on everything around me. Soon I was at the top, now the task was to return back down. Once again slowly I started my dissent, and I took one last look at the pen, at this point I saw one eagle had practically destroyed a competitor all of a sudden all its attention was at me and I had no other option to cut loose the harness and fall to the ground.

…….. fade out.