Dreamshift

I'm too excited to not post a second dream.. However eventually I'll get into some decently spaced out program of posting semi-regularly. For older dreams I can only post what I wrote previously, and for some my recording has been, shall we say less than ideal. Still, as part of this dream-sharing experiment I will present them as remembered at the time of writing. (Pride be dashed!) My subconsciousness is a strange place. The following is likely really at least two different consecutive dreams, apparently people often have from 3-7 'full' dreams, whether you recall them or not. Dreams begin as brief flashes and become longer and more cohesive the deeper you sleep, according to my research. This seems to be true for me, and is also dependent on the state of sleep you are able to reach. I ramble..

Nov. 20, 2010

Tara, Karen, Jason, Matt and I are sharing a room in a hostel, we are on or in the beds, going to sleep soon. We are talking about people and rights, and children soldiers. Jason is playing devils advocate. The next morning I am on my own, it is fall, somewhere in Europe, but still warm. I am sitting in a cafe looking out an open window onto the sidewalk patio. In front of me is a planters box. A young woman has a clear container partially filled with some sort of liquid. Into it she is placing shoots, small plants and mushrooms surrounded by bits of soil and moss that she is plucking from the planters box. She explains it is part of a botany experiment and assignment. The plants would grow and their development could be seen in detail in the special container & fluid.

The dream shifts to a clash between activists and the military, still in Europe. The activists are protecting intelligent nano robots of unknown origin. The military wants to destroy the nano-bots as they are perceived as a threat. By the time the military get through to the nano bots, which had previously shaped themselves into four or five small (red and metal) strange vehicle-like forms, they find only shells. The activists (for better or worse) had given the nano life forms time to discretely pour out unseen to escape.

Again the dream shifts to a base in deep outer space. The base is occupied by imperial soldiers. There are rebels attempting to accomplish a mission on the large station. One of the rebels has been captured,  his captors are interrogating him. They even burn the imperial insignia into him. However, this rebel withstands their methods and reveals nothing to them. It is Luke Skywalker, he is wearing the light brown uniform he wore on Dagobah. The imperial officer in charge contacts Darth Vader to deal with him. Vader's presence clouds Luke's mind, although he does not give him any useful information he is unable to resist the power and lure of his father. Luke knows that the other rebels on the base need time to accomplish their mission, he uses his own weakness to give them time and distract Lord Vader (who is going to try a different technique to gain information from his son). The rebels obtain the data they need and take Vader by surprise, giving them the ability to drag Luke out of his influence and escape.

Dream a little dream...

Dear reader,

If you know me personally you may be familiar with my tendency to have vivid and often strange and intriguing dreams. Many of them seem like pieces of larger stories, glimpses into other realms. Here I wish to share my dreams because they fascinate me and perhaps they will amuse you as well. I will not attempt to post them in any particular order as I dig through my dream archive, but this first one is a very recent one. Some dreams will be given in point form, but when I can I will attempt to record them here in a manner that allows you to enjoy the story-like quality that I so enjoy about some of my dreams. I end where my memory does, though I may speculate from impressions and feelings and "given" knowledge to fill in gaps where I can. (The date posted is the date of the morning I recalled the dream from the night previous.)

July 20, 2013

The dream focuses on a young couple in the future. It is a world that seems to blend advanced technology with a somewhat impoverished and overcrowded population. Clothes resemble fashions that are out-dated and hand-made in our own time. It begins on a cool morning, the young woman standing with her back to front of a stationary "train". She is wearing a long muted green-brown wool coat, an old fashioned hat with a small front brim and her long scarf hangs over her shoulders. She has tousled short dark blonde hair. It is an important event, the launch of a new concept, and her partner is the pilot of the new "train" vehicle. Mist or smoke shrouds his vehicle. Up ahead there is a crowd of people waiting to give the vehicle a sendoff, waving and cheering. The young woman wants to be the first he sees (and make sure he knows she was there to wish him well) and waves to him as the vehicle emerges from the cloud. He launches off to begin his mission. - The dream jumps forward, it is night and fog fills the narrow streets. There has been a terrible accident. The young man is badly hurt and miraculously finds his way to their apartment meeting no one on the way and without clearly remembering how he got there. Their apartment building is one of many identical concrete buildings with many stories and packed closely in various states of repair. No one is home, and he collapses on the floor and loses consciousness. When he wakes up he is very sore and stiff, as he foggily pulls on a heavy knit navy linen sweater he realizes that his injuries are gone as if the wicked gashes and burns had never occurred at all. - As time moves forward in the dream a strange mystery begins to unfold. The couple decide it is best for him to stay hidden in their apartment, no one has tried to contact her about the accident. When she goes to quietly investigate, there is no news and no documentation of the accident. In fact, no record of the project even exists. The deeper she looks the less there is to find. Until she discovers that all record of her partners existence has vanished without a trace. When she tells him, they realize something deeper is going on, "they" (the company?) must not know he made it out alive. (There is the impression that although the accident occurred far away it would have taken immense effort to hide it, and possibly many people died.)