Where Wolves Rise

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A few nights ago I dreamt I could stop time. It was something I could only keep up consciously and with effort, but eventually I learned to do it while doing other things at the same time. I discovered it on a beach holiday with my family, and I’d use it to do things like cross the street without having to wait for a car to go by, or eat an ice cream without it melting and getting all over my clothes. The place I was on holiday in was populated by a lot of stray dogs and cats, though I started seeing slightly larger, wolf-like animals the more I stopped time. Continue reading

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Audio – Port Town

I’m fairly sure the police theme came from Brooklyn Nine-Nine. I’m also fairly sure that for a few seconds in that dream, I confused myself for Jake Peralta. My squadmates may also have been the Nine-Nine at some points, but I can’t really be sure.

Three million years, and we didn’t even seem to care much that humanity might be gone. It must have been a glitch in the system, then.

I loved the idea of a second earth I could go to, almost like…paradise. It really felt like I was reaching for something.

I’m sad summer’s over, though. I went on holiday to the Isle of Wight. I had a fair few dreams, but…I never had a chance to write them down on the mornings after, always had something I had to do, and I forgot by the time I got back to my laptop…it’s getting cold, and I miss summer. I guess I miss every summer though. Maybe winter will be nice to me? (Please let there be snow though, it’s the only way I can tolerate cold)

Port Town

Last night, I dreamt I could fly again, even if it felt more like a limitless jump than flying.

With a running jump, I exited the atmosphere, and saw the stars, the sun, the universe; most interesting was a giant planet right behind the earth, unseen from my home country, orbiting the earth around the sun in a new binary system. The planet was ten times larger than Earth, though there were very few lights on the continents of the new planet, mostly around the coast. I felt my feet touch down on the planet’s atmosphere, and…it was solid, almost like perfectly transparent glass. I slid right off the atmosphere of the planet, right back down into the earth’s atmosphere.¬† Continue reading

Audio – Song of Storms

(I feel like I’m being repetitive by choosing Rosetta, but…it turns out it’s been over two years since I last used their tracks. I still love Wake/Lift, so I choose this one. I’m listening to (Temet Nosce) from the same album on my fifth repeat as I type this. It’s so relaxing…on another note, no, it isn’t meant to be an Ocarina of Time/Majora’s Mask reference, really, but it can be one if you want.)

I have to say, for only two hours of sleeping to try and recover from illness, that left a mark on me. The third dream was the most real that a dream’s ever felt to me, from the photo-taking right down to the way I remember myself speaking. It makes me feel kinda wistful that I don’t really have any person to go on summer adventures with right now. I don’t want to feel like I’m wasting the summer, but then again, we’ve had nothing but rain for the last week or two. It’s also been a while since I ended a dream by realising I was in a dream. I remember when I was younger, realising I was in a dream would make the dream turn into a nightmare, so I learned to stop doing that…I’m seriously sad that hub/centre doesn’t exist though, since it seemed like such a cool idea. Oh well…

Song of Storms

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This morning, I woke up feeling very ill. There didn’t seem to be much else to do but wait for recovery, and so I slept.

In my first dream, I was on holiday in the summertime, staying in a bedroom on the top floor of someone’s two-storey house on the borders of a town at the countryside. The grey sky cast a layer of shadow over the house, and the rain fell lightly outside. I briefly looked out the window, and saw a small park on the ground level, a road outside the house leading both left or right, and rolling hills occasionally interrupted by lines of trees all the way to the horizon.

I was preoccupied with the room itself; I had been here before, in my childhood. It seemed more like I’d grown up here than visited – there were photos of me with people I didn’t recognise framed in the room, and scattered across the floor were items I got a familiar feeling from, ones I remembered from my childhood. I remembered everything from my childhood, and eventually came onto the subject of other dreams. I realised that I was in a dream, thus ending the dream. Continue reading

Audio – Summertime Blues

So Celeste (and Kingmaker implied) from Beginning of the End comes back, huh? I’m surprised. The stargazing was pretty beautiful if I remember. I don’t get too many chances to stargaze in real life any more, though I’ll always remember the few times I saw a shooting star walking home. The mansion’s technology was running Windows 7 or something similar if I remember, yet the other technologies seemed to be a lot more advanced. It’s a dream I’ve probably had a few times before though, similar ones anyway, so I’m not sure if I have TOO much to say on this one…it had kind of a Southern (USA) touch to it? I liked it myself.

I just hope for more interesting dreams, I guess? I can’t really tell when my lazy days and my busy days will be anymore.

Summertime Blues

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Last night I dreamt my family ran a mansion in the middle of the countryside near a verdant canyon; we had somewhat of a reputation for hosting a yearly summer ball. We’d just finished updating the computer systems some time late in the afternoon, and I started the dream in the computer suite finalising the updates with some of the mansion’s other technicians. The update went smoothly, and with no problems, and I left the computer suite to take a rest. Continue reading