I always had a feeling that I had very adventuresome dreams but until now I was never able to recall them with such detail.
Like just the other night I had a vivid dream where...
I was the dictator of an underwater society that lived in a giant submarine (with skyscrapers on its hull). Our submarine was hit by a torpedo dropped by a Japanese WW2 zero. So the people of the underwater society decided to depose me as their dear leader and they condemned me to death by giant manta ray. So I put on my mask and snorkel (similar to the mask and snorkel I used in Nicaragua 4 months ago) and went for a swim next to the mega submarine, in the blue depths beneath me I could see the Manta Ray, it shot me with a dart (apparently Manta Rays can shoot darts!) but I was still able to swim, the Manta Ray closed in on me and began to thrash me with its massive wings (which didn't hurt very much). I could see its glistening fangs. Then I woke up.
This is just one of my nighttime adventures, last week...
I battled stormtroopers while escaping from a version of hell that would put many a video game designer to shame and experienced zero gravity traveling to the center of the Earth.
I'll share one more that was particularly vivid (and fun)...
I was walking down the street in the urban center of some city. Everybody was tense about something. Then in the sky appeared two UFOs that sort of looked like SR-71 Blackbirds or MIG-25s, but they were flying backward. This shocked, astonished, and terrified everyone. Then I ran up in an apartment building where my brother Alex lived. The apartment building was trashed, like some sort of a catastrophe had occurred. My brother and I frantically organized supplies for survival. Around this time I became aware that I was in the midst of a lucid dream. Then I found myself in a different setting; some sort of camp or resort near the ocean. People were having fun. There was a diving board to jump into the ocean. I went to go jump in but someone warned me that the board was not long enough to make it in. I got up on the board and it was indeed too short. So I jumped off from the side of the platform into the ocean - I pole-vaulted in. The ocean bottom was rocky, I bounced off the bottom and flew up into the air above the camp. Then I was flying above models of civic buildings with national flags behind them.
Indulge me in a little dream analysis of this last one; in the current year, the civilization is in shoddy shape and the public is held in a state of terror and paralysis by the mainstream media's nonstop COVID fear-mongering. Everything is so backward - that's the way I see it, at least, and I'm doing everything I can to survive the intensifying Absurdistan of modernity. The second half of the dream, when I was in the fun place - I don't know what it signifies. The final part, me flying over flags and civic buildings, probably signifies my anti-authoritarian, anti-statist leanings. I'll add that this dream occurred while I was listening to a holosync-style sleep induction track.
Important: When you start recording don't stare directly at the glowing screen - turn it away from your face - as it will hurt sleep quality.
Like a lot of people, I've tried dream journals before but by the time I had found my dream journal, a pen, and turned on the lights, I had forgotten some or all of the dream, which kind of defeats the whole purpose of doing it. Now it takes me just a few seconds to begin recording and it doesn't disturb my sleep.
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