I was sightseeing through a rustic-modern, asian-feeling neighborhood. We walked through a dusty dark shrine, filled in shapes of buddha statues in the darkness, made out of brassy, coppery, dark metal. There was a multitude of them, some of them seemed to be fused together. An unknown acquaintance was accompanying me, and they prayed to the statues. I did not pray, but as the sound of the prayer resonated with the metal it produced an unearthly echo that sent a chill down my spine, prompting me to pray as well. We moved on to an arcade, where familiar but also unknown people are there. There was a computer there and I showed them a 'glitched level' where I play as Wario in a 2D platformer navigating a procedural-looking cavern that reminds me of the Ice zone in Spelunky, but with trees and unknown sunlight from above. The graphics were modern but not 3D.
Black: Non-dream Blue: Non-lucid Red: Lucid So I have had a lot of dreams lately, of which I distinctly remember 2. I still haven't been free enough from university to dedicate any time to lucid dreaming but my stress dreams are pretty memorable. Dream 1 - A plane ride It wouldn't be memorable if it was just a simple plane ride... I'm on an airport runway and a small plane the size of my room zooms towards me (imagine a real life boeing 747 scaled down a lot to the point where no one could fit inside), I grab hold of it for dear life as it takes off into the sky. It's hard to explain what was going on, I wrapped myself around the plane with my legs tucked under and arms over the top, the wing of the plane pressing into my thigh. I knew this was completely impossible and everytime that thought crossed my mind I would realize how fickle the situation was and start slipping a bit, only to grip on even tighter. I note the intense realism around me too, the whipping wind and clouds of moist air, the yellow light that beams from the horizon... At some point the stress must have been too much because I ended up getting inside somehow, the airplane was roomy and the story arc for the dream took a more sinister turn I walk along the aisle of the plane and I know that there's aliens outside, evil evil evil aliens. Why? Not a clue... I hear knocking on the airplane door, it opens by itself and a flight attendant is standing there. She probably would have looked good if she were in a less condensed form, it was like her entire body was a slinky that needed to be stretched out, I instantly knew that it was an alien in the guise of a human being. I point out its flaw to it, not really realizing that the flight attendant was actually hovering on what seemed like nothing, and also that the scenery outside gave the impression we were on a countryside train. She disappears quickly with a smile, a moment later a grey-brown veiny hand with extremely long spindly fingers wraps its hands around the door frame as if pulling itself inside. I don't remember much more than this though... Everything in this dream seemed so fuckin' intense... yet I don't feel like telling it did much justice haha. Dream 2 - Trying to protect someone I seemed to be on a mountain with my daughter and some friends, the scenery is beautiful and stretches on for miles in some directions. In one direction there seemed to be a large valley, across of which there was a large mountain with a lot of scree on it. I remember yelling and showing to the others that we could make it echo, then they copy but I tell them to stop or they'll make an avalanche... They didn't stop in time though, the ringing of our voices in the mountains was met by a grating, crumbling, ground shaking movement. I picked up my daughter as the ground slid beneath me, I see in the distance the scree on the other mountain turning into an avalanche too... I only slide a few metres before sliding into a pool at the bottom of a small slope I had been on, but the rocks keep piling up and I worry about my daughter as I hold her high above me so she doesn't' get hurt. I woke up shortly after this, sad and disturbed, wishing I could have finished the dream with a happy ending
8/3 A bunch of my soccer teammates were in like the appalation mountains in a town. When we would yell it would echo like 5 times. We were warming up for a game a one of our players (Lance) kept telling jokes. We were all making echos when a loud really deep Satan sounding voice said something about dividng the weak from the rest and it did not echo at all.
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