Wandering

Had an intense dream where I was in a huge castle that shared a lot of similarities with Walmart. I was with some rowdy person who convinced me to try and escape. We were caught and sentenced to execution. The top of the castle building was flooded with about 5 feet of water that all executees waded through and lined up against the wall. You could choose to stand under a part where a giant blade would swing and provide a quick dispense, or stand between the blades and in front of a target, where crossbow archers took aim. If they missed you could go free, if they hit, your death would be slow and painful. I stood in front of a target, facing the wall as instructed. When the count was given, I saw the short arrow strike the target towards the bottom accompanied by a mist of blood. I stood in a numb shock, the reality of death coming on so strong, that I suddenly realized I was in fact dreaming, but this idea of death was so vivid that I thought I would die anyway. I saw a flash of regret and streams of my life expectations burned and dissolved in front of me. But after a few minutes I was still breathing and in a lot of pain. The arrow somehow entered my neck next to my spine and exited cleanly through the front, missing my esophagus and larynx. The rest of the dream was lengthy and fuzzy, but I remember dealing with this injury and trying to make the best of my remaining fragile and uncertain lifespan.

I had this dream that lasted for most of the night where I was in India and came across a tea stand where a monkey would serve you. It was like chai tea x1000, super good. There was an assortment of fancy brass cookware and I watched as the monkey brewed some syrup-like tea, added fresh cream and a mix of spice and dehydrated fruit. My parents were there and found this all to be disturbing and uncomfortable, so they left. I hung around for a while and eventually met the family that runs the stand, and ended up back at their dwelling, which was part of a stone alleyway full of small passages and hallways, where a close-by river was made to flow through this shaded area by the architecture. There was a husband and wife, grandfather, 3 children I met, and more kids randomly coming and going. For the rest of the dream I walked around with one of the younger kids as he explained the world from his youthful perspective, stopping to point out all the small things like where frogs would hide and things like that. What was unusual was how non-dreamlike the dream was; how concrete the environments and situations were and clear and long lasting it all was to my experience. Just thought I’d wright it down.

I dreamt there was a huge fish tank built against a cliff, about 5 stories tall. It was filled with tons of weird aquatic life and fucking sharks. We were doing some experiment where a group of people would dive in from the top with some sort of weights and swim down to the bottom. All the sharks stayed at the very top or very bottom. So we dive and I closed my eye all the way down and woke up in a sort of laboratory where people were in a panic. MY leg was chewed up. The lab was filled with aliens and people, and weird alien hybrid things like coyote aliens. There were varying degrees of people/alien hybrids and it was crazy weird. The other people who jumped had been mauled by sharks, but were being saved. There were weird spots around the room, one had a metallic alien skull type of thing coming out of the wall where they had one victim’s eyeball in one socket and an alien’s in another. The alien eyes had what looked like to two mini eyes for each socket. This was somehow keeping the guy alive where he could talk through a computer. There was another spot with most of an alien body wired to the various remaining parts of a victim. I ate something out of a pot that made my mouth fill with pickle juice that kept pouring out of my mouth. The aliens thought I disliked the food and got pissed. There was a glowing sun symbol on the wall that regulated the temperature, and they cranked it up to where it blinded and burnt everyone, I think killing us. After the flash dies down, I’m back at the top of the fish tank about to jump in again. The whole scenario keeps repeating, but each time I look around and notice different stuff. I keep trying to persuade people that the sharks would attack, but noone would believe me.

How strange!