Dream 1(two nights ago): Parallel Universe Beach
This dream was sort of funny.
I remember I found myself in a beach house with my "family." Outside it was dreary and grey, but the sky was clear. The waves crashing on the beach were large and heavy - it made me think of northern California, with bigger waves.
I thought about swimming.
Jeff Bridges was there - he was like the owner of the house. I asked him what was going on, and he explained that we were in another dimension. I asked if we were dead, and he said "sort of." He also said that I could go back to my home whenever I wanted, but that most people didn't ever want to leave. He suggested I go try the water.
I did - the ocean was warm and the waves didn't knock me about like I thought they would. They sort of rolled around me, and there were people in the water. Everyone was content, except I thought it felt a little off. I couldn't explain it, but the whole situation didn't feel right to me. I went to round up my family. They were floating all over the place.
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Dream 2 (last night) : Headshot
Remember one section of this dream:
First, we were playing some sort of dodgeball, except we were making our own balls out of wet clay. We hadn't started playing, but I knew that if we threw the clay balls at people they would hurt. And we weren't all people, exactly. The guy next to me had big red robot arms, and there was a talking pony on the other team. I wasn't sure I wanted to play, but then we were throwing things at each other.
I wanted to get out of the game, so I started jogging across the court. I saw someone mold a tennis ball disk of wet clay. I knew they were going to throw it at me, and I knew it would hurt. I watched the person (or maybe it was that pony) lob that lump of clay at me. It sped through the air - I could see it in slow motion heading for my temple. And then it struck me in the temple- hard. It hurt, and I fell to the ground. I became acutely aware that I had the choice of pretending like I had been knocked out cold, or opening my eyes and getting to my feet.
Acting more hurt would get them to stop the game, so I kept my eyes closed - sort of. I was also aware that I might actually be knocked out. I couldn't get my perspectives in order - I didn't know if I was in my own head or watching me.
"Guys! ****s been hit!" A female voice said in alarm. A dragon (?) carried me off to a cot to rest. I came to later and everyone had scattered all over the court.
I was different - I did not feel like myself. I felt angrier - like if something else went wrong I'd snap.
I got up and walked around, and someone threw something at me again. It hit me in the back, and I saw a cartoon pony - like from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic - bright red. The "camera" zoomed in on his eye, which turned the angriest, raging cartoon yellow. I was frightened of him/myself (?)
This dream was sort of funny.
I remember I found myself in a beach house with my "family." Outside it was dreary and grey, but the sky was clear. The waves crashing on the beach were large and heavy - it made me think of northern California, with bigger waves.
I thought about swimming.
Jeff Bridges was there - he was like the owner of the house. I asked him what was going on, and he explained that we were in another dimension. I asked if we were dead, and he said "sort of." He also said that I could go back to my home whenever I wanted, but that most people didn't ever want to leave. He suggested I go try the water.
I did - the ocean was warm and the waves didn't knock me about like I thought they would. They sort of rolled around me, and there were people in the water. Everyone was content, except I thought it felt a little off. I couldn't explain it, but the whole situation didn't feel right to me. I went to round up my family. They were floating all over the place.
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Dream 2 (last night) : Headshot
Remember one section of this dream:
First, we were playing some sort of dodgeball, except we were making our own balls out of wet clay. We hadn't started playing, but I knew that if we threw the clay balls at people they would hurt. And we weren't all people, exactly. The guy next to me had big red robot arms, and there was a talking pony on the other team. I wasn't sure I wanted to play, but then we were throwing things at each other.
I wanted to get out of the game, so I started jogging across the court. I saw someone mold a tennis ball disk of wet clay. I knew they were going to throw it at me, and I knew it would hurt. I watched the person (or maybe it was that pony) lob that lump of clay at me. It sped through the air - I could see it in slow motion heading for my temple. And then it struck me in the temple- hard. It hurt, and I fell to the ground. I became acutely aware that I had the choice of pretending like I had been knocked out cold, or opening my eyes and getting to my feet.
Acting more hurt would get them to stop the game, so I kept my eyes closed - sort of. I was also aware that I might actually be knocked out. I couldn't get my perspectives in order - I didn't know if I was in my own head or watching me.
"Guys! ****s been hit!" A female voice said in alarm. A dragon (?) carried me off to a cot to rest. I came to later and everyone had scattered all over the court.
I was different - I did not feel like myself. I felt angrier - like if something else went wrong I'd snap.
I got up and walked around, and someone threw something at me again. It hit me in the back, and I saw a cartoon pony - like from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic - bright red. The "camera" zoomed in on his eye, which turned the angriest, raging cartoon yellow. I was frightened of him/myself (?)
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