I had a dream last night.a dream that surpassed any amount of lucidity I have ever experienced .when I finally awoke, my room lacked the necessary aspects of reality.it felt as though the waking world was a counterfeit universe.i just couldnt imagine all that I had been through was a creation of my mind.
The way a god creates his realm and all that resides in it.my mind fashioned a story for me to live.that which felt so authentic to me was only a cryptic dream.and sadly, I had hoped it to be realit all started with the realization that I was nowhere..
I stood alone in a black room.if you could call it a room, maybe more like an expanse.just darkness all around.i considered that this must be what death feels like.an eternity to contemplate your life.alonein the dark. No heavenno hell.just a void. As I thought these things through, I began to feel a rushing wind.soft at first and then a sudden explosion of light and air..I was violently pulled through a tiny white window that appeared from the blinding light..after orientating myself to the brightness and my new surroundings. I noticed a stream trickling down a winding path to my left.the water was loud and sounded like the flapping wings of a million birds.it wasnt what water should sound like at all..it so intrigued me that I think I may have sat there for days listening to it.but time is always impossible to measure in dreams..i remember coming to the conclusion that the hypnotic stream was evil and wanted to keep me there forever.....so i waved goodbye and looked around the ever changing landscape.....it amazed me how there isn't a linear plane to dreams...it seemed as though there were voices above me and below.....conversations long past and some that may have not happened yet.....friends and family would appear then disappear or become someone i've haven't met yet.....almost like a collective consciousness that knows all things but can't put it together in the right order....so it's a jumbled mess with stories intersecting stories.....and endless possibilities.....
at some point i noticed the scent of sweet strawberries and i followed it through a maze of chess pieces on a checkered floor.....i heard a nine inch nails song in the background but i couldn't figure out which one it was.....as i passed a Rook and a Queen i realized the pieces were towering over me....the queen gave me a smile that seemed ominous in it's nature but i pushed on through the maze, following the sweet smell that was becoming putrid to me.....i found a white room on the left.....or up....or it found me.....it was expansive and opulent with a stained glass window depicting a scene of an innocent puritan being burned at the stake for accusations of witchcraft.....all the while the so called christians looked on in satisfaction as she writhed in pain.....below the window was an antique ivory bath tub with golden claw feet......the tub was ornately decorated with golden trim and undecipherable emblems. I had finally located the source of the smell i'd been following....the tub was filled with fresh strawberries......all i knew was to stop the smell i had to get rid of all the fruit.....so i frantically searched for the drain to the tub.....i found a golden chain and pulled it with all of my strength.....as the drains plug gave way the strawberries poured into newly opened hole in my dream.....but more than the strawberries were being pulled in.....then entire room began to melt and spin...dragging me with it.....a sickness like i've never felt came over me as i was siphoned through the drain......and then i was falling......or flying....but i couldn't find which way was up or down.....or really even understand what it meant to know directions....
i fell in the darkness that it all had started in......a nothingness......a void.....i remained there until i awoke.....in a dark room that i couldn't recognize....i laid there for a few moments until i knew where i was....it was 6am....i had only been asleep for an hour.....as hard as i tried...i couldn't go back to sleep...
The way a god creates his realm and all that resides in it.my mind fashioned a story for me to live.that which felt so authentic to me was only a cryptic dream.and sadly, I had hoped it to be realit all started with the realization that I was nowhere..
I stood alone in a black room.if you could call it a room, maybe more like an expanse.just darkness all around.i considered that this must be what death feels like.an eternity to contemplate your life.alonein the dark. No heavenno hell.just a void. As I thought these things through, I began to feel a rushing wind.soft at first and then a sudden explosion of light and air..I was violently pulled through a tiny white window that appeared from the blinding light..after orientating myself to the brightness and my new surroundings. I noticed a stream trickling down a winding path to my left.the water was loud and sounded like the flapping wings of a million birds.it wasnt what water should sound like at all..it so intrigued me that I think I may have sat there for days listening to it.but time is always impossible to measure in dreams..i remember coming to the conclusion that the hypnotic stream was evil and wanted to keep me there forever.....so i waved goodbye and looked around the ever changing landscape.....it amazed me how there isn't a linear plane to dreams...it seemed as though there were voices above me and below.....conversations long past and some that may have not happened yet.....friends and family would appear then disappear or become someone i've haven't met yet.....almost like a collective consciousness that knows all things but can't put it together in the right order....so it's a jumbled mess with stories intersecting stories.....and endless possibilities.....
at some point i noticed the scent of sweet strawberries and i followed it through a maze of chess pieces on a checkered floor.....i heard a nine inch nails song in the background but i couldn't figure out which one it was.....as i passed a Rook and a Queen i realized the pieces were towering over me....the queen gave me a smile that seemed ominous in it's nature but i pushed on through the maze, following the sweet smell that was becoming putrid to me.....i found a white room on the left.....or up....or it found me.....it was expansive and opulent with a stained glass window depicting a scene of an innocent puritan being burned at the stake for accusations of witchcraft.....all the while the so called christians looked on in satisfaction as she writhed in pain.....below the window was an antique ivory bath tub with golden claw feet......the tub was ornately decorated with golden trim and undecipherable emblems. I had finally located the source of the smell i'd been following....the tub was filled with fresh strawberries......all i knew was to stop the smell i had to get rid of all the fruit.....so i frantically searched for the drain to the tub.....i found a golden chain and pulled it with all of my strength.....as the drains plug gave way the strawberries poured into newly opened hole in my dream.....but more than the strawberries were being pulled in.....then entire room began to melt and spin...dragging me with it.....a sickness like i've never felt came over me as i was siphoned through the drain......and then i was falling......or flying....but i couldn't find which way was up or down.....or really even understand what it meant to know directions....
i fell in the darkness that it all had started in......a nothingness......a void.....i remained there until i awoke.....in a dark room that i couldn't recognize....i laid there for a few moments until i knew where i was....it was 6am....i had only been asleep for an hour.....as hard as i tried...i couldn't go back to sleep...