It’s been a while since I’ve shared any dreams but by popular request, they are back! And by popular, one person asked. Thanks Grace!
There is a recurring theme in my dreams where I’m on a trip and it’s at the end and I’m getting ready to go home. Often I’m trying to get packed or get to the airport on time and things get in the way and I just want to go home. That’s how this one started. There was this very weird, very very cramped bathroom/shower (also a recurring theme – always a bathroom) and the place we were staying reminded me of an old school. I was packing and getting ready and things took a weird turn very quickly.
Next thing I know lots of people are coming in. There were these 2 little kids and they were wearing trench coats and telling everyone they were zombie ninjas. They were hiding and trying to scare people and I have a vague memory of scaring the shit out of them instead.
Of course, no dream of mine is complete without a main bad guy. I don’t have nightmares and these things don’t frighten me. In fact, I usually love my dreams. Especially conflict dreams like these. The details of the bad guy escape me. The ether of the dream veil sometimes strips the details before I can fully remember them. But I now he was mad at me and I have the feeling that I had thwarted him once before and now he was time for revenge.
Quick pause – my dreams are often vivid and colorful. I would say very life like. But every once in a while they kick into a new gear and my dream world is beyond description. I can see every detail and all the colors are more real than real. I can see any distance and the world is like ours but like 8K video. And somehow more than that too. I can’t describe it but I absolutely love when my dreams reach this level.
And It’s at this point my dreams kicked into this extra gear. I can’t recall who I was with but we had high tech weapons and were fighting the “big bad” of this dream. I remember my gloves had a button on it that would let us teleport whenever I pressed it. We were lighting up the bad guys with our weapons (some sort of energy weapons) and anytime they would get close to us or shoot back we just teleported away. They would follow and we’d keep on with the hit and run tactic until we had blown them all up! The last wave exploded and we teleported and suddenly I was hanging off a cliff. Mind you, I’m extremely afraid of heights. I don’t like when other people go near the edge of something. But something changed in my dreams years ago. Heights don’t make me afraid, they excite me in the dream. Because in the dream I know I can survive it. I believe this knowledge in the dream also comes from when the dreams are extra vivid, extra real like this one turned.
So I was dangling off this cliff looking down and seeing all the amazing detail. There were various pools of water below and I could see clearly into the water. Some had people in them, one had some sort of animal but I can’t recall what now. I could see a shallow shore but there were rocks just below the water and I knew that would not be a good landing spot. So I decided to jump for one of the empty pools of water and that’s when the dream ended, sadly. I was so excited to make that jump!
I wish I could describe the colors and images properly when my dreams reach this level but there just are no words. Surreal comes to mind but falls short somehow. It’s kind of like when you get a new game with the latest graphics but still more than that. I’ve had people tell me they envy my dreams and if they could see it the way I do I think they would be forever disappointed with their own dreams. I don’t usually brag but I have Aphantasia. My mind’s eye is completely blind when I’m awake: no sounds, no smells, no visuals, nothing. Just me “saying” my thoughts to myself. So my dreams make up for the empty skull when I’m awake! I’m going to try to share them more often.