My most memorable dream.
First image
It begins with a large open hall with pillars, much similar to greek design, with a large red carpet with golden seams on the side. There's four pillars on each side, and as I look upon them, my Mother and Brother takes a few step forwards. We are here on a vacation, it is a hotel and my mum is in a hurry to check in. As we walk forward, I realize that the line is moving very slowly, and I begin a stroll. I look at the floor, with its great beige marmor stone blocks, all in a diamond shape, prettily lined besides each other, and I stare at the carpet, so red and lush - If it was alive it had to be a predator, few things are so interesting without trying to capture the curious ones. The walls, a dark brown also with golden threads weaved into them but not in an overbearing sense, no it is more as if they are subtly making the wall stand out from the walls, causing one to think of data-lines in on a motherboard. The desk where the clerks receive customers, is marble white and spotless. Then I see it, just to the left there's a small door. It isn't much bigger than I am and it is entirely brown, as the bark of a tree. As I walk further on, nobody seems to notice me and I open the door and slip inside.
Inside, I see walls covered in papers, with strange numbers and symbols on them. There's also blueprints, and maps and books on shelves. To my left I see the back of an elf. It is an elf, see, because the ears are pointy and shifts anxiously on his chair.
"If you are to be here, at least help out. There's a box on the desk, just behind the wall I am staring at all day and all night, please do put it together and then give it to me" He says.
A few words of mine momentarily surfaces but I am unable to speak, I move around his desk and look for the box he wanted help with. Inside, I find a blue satin pillow with depressions and each depression had caught a metal object within. There was no guidance but I knew how to solve it. I then held a gun in my hand, more specifically a Mp5 submachine gun. I walk around the corner, hand it to him and..
"Sure sure, you did that splendidly. Now, Ralf, take him to the other floor."
I begin to stare at a figure, only half my size and wearing strange penguin suit, the main color dark green and secondary color dark red. With brown and yellow boots, he shows me the way into a small elevator and closes the manual gate without a sound but a soft "plink".
We begin to ascend.
(Second image)
When the gate opens again, a strange floor meets me. It is the floor of seven and a half, with white and black diamonds, 30x30 cm, and to my left there is nothing to see, to my right there are sinks with taps above them and straight onwards, I find a tree, it is not a normal kind of tree, it is growing copper pipes, all twirling and twisting, with taps blossoming every here and there. Notes are stating Fairy bubbles, Bright blood and Hair whiskers. The taps with sinks also have notes above them, Chocolate pudding, Boys Tears and Wet dreams. I begin tapping them for their contents. Out streams Chocolate pudding and I stuff my face full, leaving the tap flowing, I turn to the Fairy bubbles and flowing they do, into my hands, out on the floor all sparkly and changing colours, hardly easy to really see and even less to believe. Out they flowed and I followed, trying to catch them as they came. The little figure speaks to me;
"My Master has wishes to see you, follow me."
And I follow him, there's a great staircase, perhaps even more than a hundred steps high and the width of it, maybe five meters each step. It looks as if it is flooding out onto the floor, as if it isn't solid at all, as if I would fall and drown into it. A few steps upwards, there's a great window. It is taller than any two men standing on top of each other, wider too. On the outside, there's a wing like on a plane. There's a sky, with clouds and... are those people?
"Yeah, we are holding a quidditch cup soon. It is just easier training on the outside than inside."
"Can I try?"
"Yes you can but would you kindly follow me first?"
"Okay."
(third image)
As I climb the staircase, there's another floor on top of what I thought was the roof. There's real fairies! And dwarfs! and Stuff happening! Like cool awesome stuff that I can't really explain. Working on things. Talking, meeting and speaking to each other on topics I can't even begin wrapping my head around. I'll just follow that guy. At the top of the stairs, I stand in front of a door. It is a double door. Black. Insignificant. Just a door.
"Go inside."
I open the door.
Inside, there's a great room. An old theatre. There's rows and rows of seats, all clad in red cloth, and a stage with its bloody curtains. In front of the stage, a strange phenomenon, I see flimsy corners, lines appearing and vanishing, faces and eyes and mouths and ideas of what was there popping in and out of reality. A constant conundrum in flux. I look, I stumble and I wish to see.
"Is this better? Can you see me now?" A figure, a man, really trivial appearance. I just can't fetch him from memory. He's more of an entitety that is beyond humanity.
"I can see you now."
"You've chosen this picture out of all of them? Okay. I can work with this."
"Who are you?"
"Me? I am the dream master. Or merchant I guess one could say. I make dreams come true. Look, I've had visits from your whole family, your mother, brother, your aunt. Plenty of people I have appeared to and plenty has had their wishes come true." "There is a price. Every dream you experience, you will have lost and is in my pocket. I'll give you a dream for free, if you'd like to try."
"I don't believe you. My mother has been here? She has never told me.. Okay, so..." and I request a dream.
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The dream.
I wake up, I'm on a big bed with a tv in front of it. The sheets are wrinkled, they fel warm to my touch. There's nothing much in the room. The tv goes on. I see a well. A young woman in climbing out of it, I recognize it and wait impatiently. She comes closer and closer to the tv screen. She's pushing her head out of it, without eyes to see she flicks her head in my direction and begins to climb out of the tv set. I look at her, waiting and I am horny as fuck. As she reaches the bed, I can see that her body is close to rotten, there are no flies or insects, it has been preserved well in water and she is moving erraticly. I reach out for her head and push it down, I am fairly strong. She is trying to reach for me, to swallow me whole. I grab her arms and I bite into her neck, I tear a piece of her neck and throat with my teeth, I throw it behind me and she is healing as wolverine. I rip off her clothes and tear into her, with beastly hands and thrust myself into her. Penetrating deep. Our dance is that of barbarians, with flesh and hair tossed about. She heals fast, when I grab an arm and tear it from her body, it grows back in an almost instant. I feel free, I enjoy myself and when I finally orgasm, I am flown out of it.
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"However did you like it?" Said the Dream master.
"It was exactly what I was looking for." I said.
"By all means; I can take any dream into light, all you have to do is ask."
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And the dreams followed. I don't remember them. They were bought by him and lived by me. Frankly, I am terrified that I sold of more dreams than I wished to. It took me a while before I realized that what I was doing, was selling of parts of my enitety. I was literally handing away things I had accumelated through countless lives. It is the scariest revelation I've had in my life. and After a while of memory lost dreams....
What happened? I have been here before. I know this is wrong. I need to leave. *Opening a door from nowhere to nowhere.
Outisde, I see tree-like mountains, with houses on their peaks, I see people flying in the air on top of brooms (assume they are witches), there's a village beneath the mountains, people wandering about, lights and brown houses, the place looks cozy from afar. I am standing on a ledge, peering out above it all and with a stone path heading down into the strange valley. I begin to walk, and find my way to the village (in dreams you seldom take the entire way). There's shops with magical lights inside, foodstuffs and many of the other varieties you can find in the modern world. The villagers seem almost distant. Even in their own interactions, something is off. I stand to look and they aren't really talking with each other. There's an eerie silence behind their words.
"Sorry, but where am I?"
"Oh, welcome traveller! You have reached Stone valley."
"Ah, thank you. And how do I leave?"
"Leave? There's no leaving the Stone valley!"
"I'd like to leave. Do you know what that is?" I point towards an "elevator". It looks like an elevator. It should be an elevator but it strangely moves in the air without any easily observed pattern as to where it will end up next.
"Oh, welcome traveller! You have reached Stone valley."
What? Are these guys NPC's or something? It must be hard to control entire dreams and since I did not initiate this dream, perhaps what I am seeing is only the illusion of a dream and the one that lives the dream has the focus point. Oh well, I think to myself, I need to find out where to go. I should try to find the place that feels more alive.
And I take off, I see brooms in a shed and grab one of them -kicking of the ground as in harry potter, and lift up towards the houses on the mountain peaks. The peaks almost look like Saturn, with a wooden ring around the house to tread upon when landing and taking off. Inside a creamy painted house, I find strange things but it still does not feel alive. I leave the store and again kick off the ground, this time gentle logs push back and I am off into the air. Below me I see a restaurant. There's sounds and music coming from there, I can almost feel the presence of reality and decide, this must be it. I arrive in a beatuful restaurant, with many a guest and some of the waiters are staring at me fiercly. I came too close to the focus point, maybe He'll know I am here. I see a friend, she's standing over the buffet, grabbing some food of the tray and places it on her plate and moves away quickly, sitting down by a table of four other strangers. Her name is Anna. I quickly walk forward towards the table, a waiter is moving towards me with a hot plate of soup, I can see the soup steaming and staining his thumb red. I pick up my pace, I grab her by the shoulder and off I go, telling her I am to save her from this madness. This place is bad, and you know it. I ask her to follow me but she slows down, telling me she likes this and that she doesn't mind she'll loose her dreams. I grab a hold of her hand, and I begin to run, I tell her to trust me and my fierce grip is steady, she follows me without question. Running down the hallway, the walls carrying a dull red tapestry and a beige strange pattern, I see other waiters coming after us. There's a door there, that looks as if it isn't supposed to be there. I open the door and rush through the opening.
There's nothing. We fall, suspend, rise all at once. It is a nowhere without end. We are finally going to wake up and I have saved myself and perhaps condemned her into living.
I wake up.
To this day, I believe this dream to be part of another realm of consciousness. Just as many other dreams I have, I live in them and have different personas, sexes and life-styles. Dreaming is a way for me to know things. To understand things. To live for myself and with myself. I am all just as you are all. I am scared to bits. I've sold parts of myself to an unknown entitety. It is the scariest of all. I don't know what may happen or what won't.