Had a lot of pretty interesting and vivid dreams over the last few nights. Allow me to recount them.
The first one was about a week ago. I remember being in a large empty room, like a cafeteria or a convention hall. I think there were sleeping bags on the ground. There were floating letters hovering above the floor. They looked like the fridge magnet kind. I needed to collect them in order to speak, though I didn’t need every letter for every word. Usually just one letter that was found in the word would allow me to say that word out loud. Sans was there at one point. Then I went out side into the parking lot where I found Asriel and hugged my crying goat son until I woke up.
The next night I dreamed I was a dog, even though I looked human and I’m pretty sure I was human, everyone around me humored me and allowed me to be a dog. I think I was a german sheperd or something. I over heard some police officers looking for a drug dealer and decided to help track him down. On all fours I went loping on a jogging trail, my nose to the ground as I tried to trail the suspect. My movements were weird and unnatural since my human legs were longer than my human arms and I was trying to run on all fours. My shadow was long in the setting sun and just as human as I was. I found the house where the drug dealer was hiding. He tried to bolt, and then my anger transformed me into a real dog. He jumped a chainlink fence but I relentlessly barked at him until the officers cornered him and brought him in.
I dreamed about high school and trying to find parking in the school parking lot. One of the hallways was super elongated and filled with snow that sloped up to the ceiling on the west end. If you walked all the way over and climbed to the top of the snow pile, all the emergency doors in the school would suddenly slam shut and some giant black eel-like creature would emerge from the snow and devour you. I managed to break out through a side door into the outside before I could be swallowed.
I dreamed about pieces of art work I had yet to create. One was done entirely in shades of blue splotches, depicting two cheetah cubs and an AWD climbing over a rocky outcropping on a moonlit night. Another was a hyena laughing in colorful bursts of orange yellow and bright green. The last was an AWD running through a sandstorm of reds oranges and yellows. Each painting was almost abstract enough to not tell what the subject matter was if you didn’t look closely
I dreamed of a brittish comedy with Chell from Portal, but it was more like an office setting (or maybe it was just the offices of Aperture). We were trying to break out of the episode, but the ending always ended up with us dying, so we had to keep rewinding and try again. At one point, we managed to break the pattern, even as our island of reality began to crumble around us, we climbed in a bus, floored the gas, and launched ourselves over a pit we knew we could not clear. But, this time as we feel, a platform appeared beneath us, opening up a tunnel that I knew would guide us into apperture. Not freedom, but death would certainly be put off for a bit longer. As that bus turned into the tunnel, the pannel closed up behind it and I heard in my head 2 verses from a song so clear, I had to write down the lyrics. The song was called “Mana” and was a portal allusion. This song does not exist, but the verses I heard went like so;
Oh how we wish we could just keep going,
on with no way of truely knowing,
Just how far we had left to go
They did not think me kind or clever,
now we’re trapped down here forever,
the dragon’s smoke is filling up the dome.
Happy endings must be earned
But there’s still more you have to learn
as you anticipate taking your last breath
The ancient monster you will slay
though it will only block the way
all your other options end in death
The word “mana” was repeated 4 times between each verse (alternating rhyming C stanzas)
I dreamed of massive castles on mountains, and it was kind of like an “escape the room” situation, and also a historical tour. I started at the top, and had to get to the bottom of the mountain (where I knew a giftshop would be), and I had to find my way through each castle to do it. A cat accompanied me, squeezing into small spaces to unlock doors from the other side, and me to carry him past dogs and steep falls. I felt like Trico. In one castle, hobbits were sleeping so we had to tread carefully. Between each house outside were woodlands and bamboo forests. I can’t remember if we made it all the way to the bottom of the mountain before I woke up.
I remember snippets of dreams where I was inside ball rooms and malls, flashes of characters like samus, sonic and link. I think I was in a bass pro shop or something similiar, with camping gear. There was one really fancy toilet at the end of a long hallway, and it had glass windows so you could see the shoppers (and they could see you if they looked).
Last night I dreamed I was at work, but we had two lory exhibits now, and our birds were split between them. Some birds got out, but I wasn’t particularly worried. I just had to call them to come down to me. I WAS worried, however, about the waterslide that attached to our exhibit, and the crocodiles that basked in the pools on the sides of them. I feared the birds would fly up out of the waterslides, or the crocs would eat them. Closing up for the day was a challenge, because I had to stop people from going in to two different exhibits at once. A lot of people lost their sandals in the exhibit with the waterslide attatchment. I picked them all up and returned as many as I could. I struggled to lock the right doors so people could still get out and I wouldn’t accidentally lock them in. I remember asking for a nectar cup and the concession stand almost wouldn’t give me one until I reminded them that I worked there. I think all the birds were safe. No one really cared much about them.
