Let's have a thread about dreams and anything pertaining to dreams. I don't really think my post plays well with comfy vibe of this imageboard, so I decided to make this thread here.
I usually don't remember my dreams, and in a rare occasion that I do, I tend to quickly write them down and reflect on what I've seen throughout the dream. Below, I'll be talking about one of those rare occasions, the dream I had this morning right before I woke up.
I was wandering around all by myself in a cold, foreign country far, far away. As I was passing through an empty street, accompanied only by the humming wind, I stopped in front of big, run-down building that seemed like it was abandoned at least 50 years ago. It looked like it was made to hold conferences and exhibitions, but since then only it’s gray walls could stand to the test of time. There were graffitis in the entrance that were made really recently in my native language, inviting me inside. So I walked in, the interior was as old as it seemed it would look like from the outside, and there was this tunnel that went straight to the underground. I didn’t think twice about jumping in.
As I was falling down, the forces that was pulling me down started shifting around. Each tunnel had its own unique gravitational field with differing direction and strength. Some were powerful enough to slam me into a wall, others were so weak that I could float around. And as I was navigating these narrow tunnels, I ‘fell’ back up one more time and smashed through a transparent forcefield to enter a fancy, giant hall full of people partying around. There were this really big ship next to a wall, surrounded by people having a great time. I could see them laughing, but I couldn’t hear anything.
In that moment, I didn’t really know why, instinctively, without a specific goal in mind, I ran up some stairs, look a turn right to land on the ship deck, quickly jumped around the fence as I screamed to everyone below to get away. I was going to jump. I was going to jump but I didn’t want to see any of them get hurt.
Except for a small group of people, everyone ran away. As I was looking at the nearly empty floor from up above, holding the fence Post too long. Click here to view the full text.