an anti-parallel universe
I had a really lousy night, waking up intermittently between dreams, so much so I'm not sure which was dream, and which was my imagination continuing a fantastic dream - in the incredulous sense.
Dreamt that I was back in school, yet the compound is not anything I've been in. It seemed like exams had recently concluded. We had to hurry leave, put up the chairs over our desks because a teacher-parent session was gonna start. I ran back, wanting to leave my uneaten pizza and half-eaten some other confectionary under my desk, but was shooed off by he laoshi.
A different scene, of driving up against a flood to park on dry land, and settling down to watch TV. Me venturing back to the car despite the high waters to get a book to read. o_O
Taking a train with a friend. Seeing a girl in front and wanting to hold her hand - funny that I was the guy and he the girl. o_O Not quite daring to since the train was set to go to "school".
Preparing to jump down a huge height, not afraid of crashing to the ground, but of hitting obstacles along the way, yet falling so slowly. I stretched out my hand, and suddenly my fall was accelerating! Too fast, so I kept my hands at my side again, and also realizing that I wasn't falling neatly through the holes, but that my shoes were dragging against the wall.
Someone, double-crossing our side and the "evil" Luciferin something. Thinking that "he" may be only as evil as we are. That spy dressed so fairy-like, and I viewing through her eyes, flying over waves over a stormy sea, dark clouds overcast. Peering, over an isolated palace. The name shining from the top of the building, blazing in the darkness
Another person, reminding us to bring earth-mud the next time we come - he wouldn't be responsible if we scorched. It feels like we're in a different universe, but one which is so similar to Earth's. It was, anti-parellel, if I may bend the adjective to my whims. The same things, yet they behave in the opposite manner.
Driving around, getting lost. Scooping out ice-cream. No more vanilla left for me, nor was I allowed to just take the vanilla half of a vanilla-and-some-other-fruity-flavoured ice-cream. The fruity half was lukewarm, creamy; the vanilla was cold, yet I felt no sensations of flavours.
Dreamt that I was back in school, yet the compound is not anything I've been in. It seemed like exams had recently concluded. We had to hurry leave, put up the chairs over our desks because a teacher-parent session was gonna start. I ran back, wanting to leave my uneaten pizza and half-eaten some other confectionary under my desk, but was shooed off by he laoshi.
A different scene, of driving up against a flood to park on dry land, and settling down to watch TV. Me venturing back to the car despite the high waters to get a book to read. o_O
Taking a train with a friend. Seeing a girl in front and wanting to hold her hand - funny that I was the guy and he the girl. o_O Not quite daring to since the train was set to go to "school".
Preparing to jump down a huge height, not afraid of crashing to the ground, but of hitting obstacles along the way, yet falling so slowly. I stretched out my hand, and suddenly my fall was accelerating! Too fast, so I kept my hands at my side again, and also realizing that I wasn't falling neatly through the holes, but that my shoes were dragging against the wall.
Someone, double-crossing our side and the "evil" Luciferin something. Thinking that "he" may be only as evil as we are. That spy dressed so fairy-like, and I viewing through her eyes, flying over waves over a stormy sea, dark clouds overcast. Peering, over an isolated palace. The name shining from the top of the building, blazing in the darkness
Another person, reminding us to bring earth-mud the next time we come - he wouldn't be responsible if we scorched. It feels like we're in a different universe, but one which is so similar to Earth's. It was, anti-parellel, if I may bend the adjective to my whims. The same things, yet they behave in the opposite manner.
Driving around, getting lost. Scooping out ice-cream. No more vanilla left for me, nor was I allowed to just take the vanilla half of a vanilla-and-some-other-fruity-flavoured ice-cream. The fruity half was lukewarm, creamy; the vanilla was cold, yet I felt no sensations of flavours.