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Weird dreams you've had
Redball:
I can recall some flying dreams in my teens and 20s. But lately I have gliding dreams. I'm walking, but then I don't need to walk, because I'm a few inches above the pavement, maybe a fraction of an inch. I can made wide turns if my path requires that. Gravity eventually pulls me down to contact with the pavement, but gently so I don't stumble. It's fun, but I don't wake up with a clear memory of it, just the later realization that I experienced the dream.
Pilchard123:
That makes me remember a dream I often have. It's always quite nice for the first part, then can change tone quite sharply. Thinking about it, I wonder if the change is related to any stress I am under at the time.
Anyway, it usually starts off with me walking along a street somewhere - I don't know where, but I can remember it strongly. It's the right-hand side of the street. Sometimes it is cobbled, sometimes it has paving slabs. It used to be that I would be walking with someone, usually my father, but recently I've been alone.
After a while my feet start to lift behind me and I float a little way above the ground for a time, then I land again. I discover that can make this happen at will; if I jump, can fly really high, way above the houses. I fly out towards a park. There are people in the park, some playing football, others are eating in the shade of the trees. The park is right by the sea, but the water is fresh, like a large lake. Most of the shore is a reasonably sharp drop of a foot or two but there is a hill and a cliff to the right. To the left, there is a narrow river flowing to the sea. There may be rocks above the surface, but it also may be perfectly smooth. There's an island about half a mile out to sea with a lighthouse on it. There aren't any rocks out there that I can see.
I fly around the park for a while, dipping under the trees, playing air-football. If it's a good day, the dream ends there. If not, then I fly out to sea. Sometimes I fly back up the river. At some point, I can't stay airborne and fall out of the sky into the water, where I can't get out. After that, the only thing I can remember is the panic of not being able to escape. I never drown, I just float.
Thrillho:
--- Quote from: Unicorn on 29 Apr 2013, 15:59 ---More dreams.
Falling from the sky, free fall - close your eyes and you could imagine it's what dying would feel like. Just falling back, like when you step out of yourself and someone else takes over.
There's always that moment of confusion when they do, and that's what the landing is like. A splash, an infinite ocean below. Swimming, struggling, desperate to find land, because water isn't safe. The water is never safe.
You grow up thinking it's the dark you have to be afraid of, but it's really the water...
You're dead in the water.
And tired of dreaming.
It was all nightmares, disjointed. I've been having Wind Waker-esque dreams lately, actually - of islands and oceans and monstrosities. Only, see, I'm no hero. Heroes survive.
--- End quote ---
Heroes also die gloriously and righteously.
Redball:
As I drive through this countryside, although there are a lot of cornfields and grazing lots, there are enough woodlots that the horizons are lined with trees. Since I can't fly, I wish I had a four-wheeler and permission to drive it across the fields and through the woods. What I'd rather have is an ultralight, if I weren't frightened of crashing. What I really yearn for is a Personal Antigravity Device. I'd call it an iPAD.
mtmerrick:
I've more than once thought one of those rocket powered squirrel suits would be the best thing ever.
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