mishalaneous

So I have had the flu this whole weekend. It's disturbed my sleep quite a bit and so my recall has been pretty lame as a result.

One fragment:

Everything is black. There are rainbow coloured outlines of a 3 dimensional house in my field of vision. This house folds down and reassembles into a differently shaped structure. It is in a constant state of change, flipping in an organized yet kaleidoscopic sort of way. I have no body. I am just watching this sequence unfold. For a while I am mesmerized. I have no feelings about it at all. Then for a second I think to myself "Wow this is beautiful" (shocked that it has taken me so long to notice) but before I could hang on that emotion I suddenly feel extremely disturbed by this complete shift in my perspective of reality as I do not know where "I" fit in this equation..What is "I"?

Then I physically roll out of that dream, and right over into the next.

This dream is not particularly visual. It feels like sinking, sinking, sinking... floating floating floating...

Sinking forever...into my mattress. Never settling upon any stillness. Not being grounded, not having any point of physical reference. It makes me feel dizzy after a while. The materials of my bed have liquified around me. I transitioning through a portal. Still I cannot see but I can hear something: A repetitive, yet non consistent WHOOSHING sound. This sound indicates the speed at which I'm propelling through 'space'. It also alludes to the idea that I am coming in close contact with other physical things (or beings?) also in a state of projection. My body feels soooo heavy. The weight never lifts, it only presses on me harder as I sink deeper and deeper. I am powerless. I am at the mercy of something big.. Something my mortal mind will never comprehend.




It's funny, just the other day I was wondering why my dreams are so visually oriented. It would be nice if I could incorporate more (if not all) of my senses.