At first I am not sure if I am dreaming or not. I seem to be at my parents house - a mixture of waking ones and made up ones. I am in my bedroom. I think this seems far too real to be a dream. I lie on the floor between my bed and the wall - hold on! I always have my bed against the wall! I look at my room - the bed really is in the middle - I think how nice it would be to have my room like this in waking life. I really must be dreaming!
I open my window which looks out into a vast landscape of trees and hills - dark grey sky. There still seems to be some confusion if this is a dream or real. I watch a huge bird - I think is that a kite? - I watch it glide over and land on a tree in the next garden. I look again - is that a kite or is that an eagle? I look out back at the landscape - there appears to be a dinosaur in the distance. a UFO lazily glides through the sky.
I am downstairs looking out of the window. a man walks up - there is something about this place that seems out of time - I go to ask him what year it is but then realise I shouldn't ask characters in a lucid dream what year it is. I ask him as I am a new visitor here what I should do. I do not want to break the rules here. He starts to speak, but I cannot understand him. His words come out muffled and muddled. He asks me instead what he should do about his depression. I start to give him advice - how he should always write down when the depression begins - and I will guarantee that it will pass. he seems doubtful but I am insistent. he is with a woman who looks miserable and lifeless
I am lying on a grassy slope with other people including an unconvincing transgender woman and Freeman Agyeman from Doctor Who. I casually think about sex, - after all, this is a lucid dream, but it feels wrong somehow
I am lying on my bed looking up the ceiling. I rub my hands together to help stabilise the dream. The ceiling starts to crack and fall away, revealing above the ceiling a network of industrial pipes. I drag myself up - I can feel the physical exertion, and haul myself up along these pipes. I see amongst the pipes a friendly looking brown dog - also there is a cow peering at me over the pipes.
I find myself on a walkway looking down onto a room. There is a dressing table on which there is a Galaxy chocolate bar. it feels like the room has been prepared for me - perhaps at my parents house? in the corner is our old dog Bruno. He barks at me and I greet him joyfully.
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