I had a #nightmare #dream recently as well.

I dreamed of walking through the forest. The road was similar to the one near Okonek, where I walked last winter and that was filled with frozen ponds. Except this time it actually was cut off by a huge pond — probably a shallow one, but the size of small lake. I could hear more water running.

Where the road submerged into the water, there was a mattress lying on the ground — the kind you'd find on an old deckchair. For some reason I've laid down on it, perhaps I was trying to get a better angle for the photo, or it was just my sleep talking. And suddenly, the mattress started floating away.

Absurdly, I had hoped it wouldn't sink but instead carry me to the other shore, saving me from having to walk around it. However, eventually it did start to sink slowly, and I started worrying that I'm going to drown now — still lying down, not even considering the possibility of standing up. Just prior to waking up, it occurred to me that my bag and everything in it is getting soaked.

I had a #dream in the morning. I dreamt that I've given my train seat up to someone (or perhaps they just took it while I was in the toilet), and I had to find a new seat. Then I recalled that I'm sleeping on the train, so I clearly do have a seat, and I woke up.

I dreamed my boyfriend and I were werewolves hunting this demonic hag thing that was eating people, which disguised itself as an older, upper middle class white woman, which seemed a little on the nose, actually.

Saw a dream last week where I asked what jobs can still make money, and was hit with massive amounts of information that physically hurt while sleeping.

The next day I suddenly wanted to open a burger joint with both meat and vegan options, 100% gluten, soy, dairy and nut-free. Go figure.

Won't happen though, because I'd be working at the exact same time everyone else is not. Hits badly after a while.

I found the note I left myself from just waking up:

Dreamed I was back in the '80s, writing a Gopher/Markdown-like system on the Atari 8-bit, with the line-oriented editor I wrote on TRS-80, not MEDIT. I was explaining heading levels to someone, and drawing ATASCII banner art for h1, inverse for h2, etc.

This wouldn't be too hard to really do (but really, use MEDIT). Atari DOS is fast enough to load pages on demand.
#dream #atari #retrocomputing #hypertext

I just had such a high-concept #dream.

People make the analogy that every person we ever met exists in our mind as a mirror person, our internal model of who we believe they are.

In this dream, I'm in some place that is some campus of sorts (not familiar from real life). I'm in an open stone-tiled square, nearby is a grassy slope. I'm catching up to a person (not a person from my real life) and she's holding a laptop, working on the laptop while walking.

I start talking to her, we seem very close, possibly together, but I'm indirectly accusing her of hacking into some important data of mine, and what I'm doing is I'm distracting her so that some associate of mine can stop her from breaking in.

Then there's a kind of record-scratch moment as I'm asking "wait, did this actually happen?". I was passively remembering this moment, but now I'm interacting with the memory.

Now I'm in my parents' bedroom (as I know it from real life, but a bit bigger) and a bunch of people are hanging out. There's tea, people are sitting on chairs, people are relaxing on the double bed. None of them are people from my real life, but in the dream I know them all as friends or colleagues. I also know that in this moment they are their mirror people in my mind.

"Yeah," says one person, "we don't usually show you this memory, because it's no use. What was lost was lost. This is the moment when it all fell apart."

"You should talk to her," says her mirror person, entering the room, "maybe you can still work it out."

"Uuugh," says one of the other people, "that's terrible advice. You're just saying that because _you_ want a backrub."

"It's ok," I say, as I feel sorry for the mirror person, "I'll give you a backrub right now anyway," and I start massaging her shoulders. She is relieved, and relaxes. At least this version of her and I can enjoy a moment together in my mind, the way we were.

There's a whole bunch of detail and backstory missing from the above, as I've been awake for half an hour thinking about this, and the dream has slipped away, but it captures the idea of it.

The direct action in the dream was only like one minute, but every moment of it pulled in things I knew about the setting and the people, so that the whole world-building and the events that led up to that remembered moment could fill up an entire feature-length film.

Hitchhiking tragedy: British Lord of the Rings fan killed in crash on dream trip to NZ https://www.byteseu.com/955489/ #british #coast #crash #dream #fan #hitchhiking #in #islands #killed #last #locations #lord #movies #NewZealand #NZ #of #on #rings #South #the #to #tourist #tragedy #trip #used #visiting #West #year

#Dream I dreamed I was in the "Flying Witch" anime. I had a white carrot with a split trunk and two wispy armes, like a mandrake. #dreamjournal

Take a breath.

"Moods And Memories" playlist. / Now on #Spotify and #SoundCloud.

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2HybIlcJ235QvG0FlpSPeM
SoundCloud: https://soundcloud.com/luumemusic/sets/moods-and-memories

@electronicmusic @synths

G.
I Drink and Dream of Dancing Turtle.
Painting in acrylic of a woman dressed in a long dress of orange and yellow, she dreams of blue water around her as she watches a dancing turtle.
[ Prints : https://james-mccormack.pixels.com/featured/drink-and-dream-of-dancing-turtles-james-mccormack.html ]
#drink #dream #dancing #turtles #BuyIntoArt #MastoArt #MastoDaoine #Fedigiftshop

'Blessed are those who seek unity in a divided world, for they shall be called the children of peace.'

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清明节梦见拉了一车鬼 #dream

在 Burwood 买菜，陆陆续续和七八个人聊熟了，一起逛超市出来，说我送你们回各自家吧，但我面包车没有座位，都躲在后厢不要被警察看到哦。于是车内挤得满满的，我开了两个路口，问了几次他们住在哪里，都没有人说话，回头只看到大家都开心地笑着。车子也越来越难开。后来不知怎么就渐渐醒了，醒来才回过味来，大概梦里的我已经被折腾死了？

Aveiro, Portugal: where the sky kisses the water and every reflection tells a story. Let yourself be enchanted by the magic of its canals and the charm of its colors at dusk. Portugal awaits you for an unforgettable experience! #Aveiro #Portugal #Travel #Dream #Europe #Discovery #Photography

I posted about this weird #dream I had. I know you are fascinated!

https://ceoln.wordpress.com/2025/04/03/isnt-it-so-weird/

Bee.

Goodnight John Boy.

Dream a quilt of truths to lay upon their bed of lies…