A short collection of dreams.

[Synthetic_Eden]

Whenever I want to remember a particular dream, I keep short tabs on it.
Lately, my dreams have become much more vivid and they feel real on some level.

I just thought I'd share an overview on some of the dreams I've had within the past few months.
Please feel free to share any thoughts you have, I'd love to hear what a third-party might think of this.




- Carolina and I are lying next to each other. Everything around is bright, yet soft white - even our clothes. I simply stare up, peaceful, happy to know she is there. She reaches over and grabs my hand. The white begins to have small tints of pink here and there, taking on a type of sunset look.
I continue to stare up before turning to her slightly and saying in a barely audible voice,
"Do you love me?"

- I was sitting on a small dock at the edge of a pond, staring over the water and taking in the calm serenity of it all. I sat with my legs held up against my chest, my head resting on my knees. The water, without warning, turned into a wave and washed over me, knocking me back. I didn't seem to care, opening my arms and legs and letting the water take me where it went. I couldn't feel the water, only feeling the weightlessness that came with it. As I float back, I feel someone's arms wrap around my shoulders. I lean back and they hold onto my waist, in a sort of spooning position, suspended in the water. I closed my eyes and simply felt them there, feeling safe and warm.

- Anna and I were in an amusement park at night. We found a ride where you have to hang onto a bar with your legs, upside down. After attempting it, I fell off and the man running it said that not too many people can hold on that long and that the ride ends when only one person is left. I walked to the sidelines and waited for her when the ride finally came to a stop. She walked around the corner, looking tired, all I remember of our conversation was that she said she felt sick. I picked her up and carried her, rubbing her head and saying that everything would be okay and that she'd feel better after she had some sleep and fresh air. I couldn't help but smile when I looked down and realized she had fallen asleep in my arms. After awhile I got tired and we sat on a bench. I turned away for a few seconds, closing my eyes, and when I looked back she was gone. At first I felt okay, scanning the crowd for her face... I didn't see her, so I waited. Fifteen minutes passed as I was beginning to panic. Everyone at the park seemed to be someone I knew, so I started asking if they knew where she was. When no one had even seen her in the first place, I began to really panic. I searched the entire park and told people to call me if they saw her. After what seemed like hours of searching, I sat down and began to cry. But then I felt someone's arms around my shoulders, a soft voice saying, "It's alright, Don't worry."
When I looked up, it turned out to be her... an overwhelming sense of relief coming over me.

- I was sitting on the edge of a cliff, the wind blowing ever so slightly, looking at the view. There are… mountains in the back, forming something of a vast, open valley. At one point there’s a break in the mountains and you can see the sun setting there, so the sky is varying shades of black, purple, blue, and pink.
In the dream I’m staring into the valley, but I can never remember what’s in it, what I’m looking at. But I feel scared trying to remember it. Like it’s something I don’t want to know.
At one point in the dream I stand up and grab onto someone hand next to me, never turning to see who it is. Just staring into the valley, sensing the warmth of their hand and feeling that it’s somehow safer now that they’re there.

- I was with my brother Brandyn and my father. We get out of a car in an underground parking lot and immediately there are two homeless boys who want to talk to us. I walked up to them and we talked as if we knew each other and were old friends. They seemed nice enough despite their tough appearance and we walked away towards a cathedral. Throughout our walk there was a myriad of vagabonds and rag-clothed ladies to walk by and say hello to. When we got to the Cathedral there was a mass of them outside in the back (where we were entering.) One old woman approached me and asked me for change. I felt quite a lot of it in my pocket but lied and said I didn't have any. I didn't like that I had lied and so reversed my answer and handed her all of it, plus $1,000. They were all so happy and the women thanked me and told me that they had something they really wanted to give me. I stood in a dumpster where a few were sleeping and there was a garbage bag with a small electric guitar and what seemed to be a large cello, both were white. When I noticed the instruments and then looked up in amazement I began to realize that they all were musicians. They gave my dad a guitar as well but he didn't carry it into the church like I had with my new instruments.
Inside the Cathedral there was a strange service going on and we were late. I walked to the back, curious, and lost track of my family, not giving it a second thought. All of the people were wicked, strange and the service felt dark and with everybody conversating over what the preacher was trying to say anyways. He got very upset and I went to the bathroom. The people there were all 'crazy', but I don't remember much about them or the experience.

(I had this one last night.)
- I was riding a bus home from school with quite a few of my friends. After a conversation with a few of them, I stood up and began looking for Viktorea. I don't remember why exactly. Suddenly, the back of the bus turned into something of how a tour bus would look on the inside. Viktorea was sleeping inside of one of the beds that are kind of in the wall. I touched her shoulder slight, taken aback by how warm and soft she was. I stopped and took a small moment to take in her beauty, but saw how even in her sleep she looked slightly upset. I shook her gently and said something that I can't seem to remember. She got up and we walked down the bus, but it turned into what I believe was her house. Her mother and her step-dad (Who was flamboyantly gay) were drunk. She sighed and walked away as she saw this. Seeing this, I began speaking to her mother, telling her how her alcoholism is affecting Viktorea and causing her much pain. The conversation continued and it soon turned into the mother yelling and myself simply speaking in a stern voice (I'm not one to yell). Viktorea came into the room crying and I held her... something else happened, but I can't seem to remember how it ended.
As a note, I've never been to her house nor met/seen her mother or step-father - They were all imagined.

One more note: I've been having dreams with Viktorea in them a lot. The dreams are almost never about her directly, but she is there. Always smiling.
I'm not sure how I feel about that.

[bobGandalf]

Wow, you have some vivid dreams! some seem easy enough to interpret but others more difficult.

I would think you readily understand why Viktorea is in all your dreams????

[Synthetic_Eden]

About Viktorea, we hardly ever talk and it is never in person.
But lately I've learned a lot about her that I didn't know... Things that have drastically lowered my respect for her.
For the past few months I've done my best to try and get over my feelings for her (As if that'd ever work) but to my dismay, they still remain. If anything, that has only caused the feelings to escalate. So it's very nice to see her in dreams, yet frustrating.
I suppose it ties into the whole 'We want what we can't have.'

[Synthetic_Eden]

I said I would add to this as time goes on, so here is a dream I had last night.

A few of my mother's coworkers and I were in a spaceship, simply relaxing and talking as if that was the most normal place to be. I was lying down, staring out of the window to my right and thinking about my life. A noise interrupts my thoughts and I turn to Mike (my mother's boss) opening a bottle of champagne, everyone joined along in celebratory style. I turned back to look out the window, smile on my face, knowing they are happy simply being with each other. The ship began turning slightly, and I watched as the beauty of the universe came further into view. But when we turned, the sun came into view. It was a dull yellow with red and purple vortex's violently swirling around it. Pangs of fear ripped through my body and I couldn't move. I could only cry and manage short, strangled breaths. The 'party' behind me continued on, no one seemed to notice what was happening. I didn't want to tell them, in fear that their last moments be the same as my own. I wanted them to pass happily and unknowing.
The sun began to pulse slightly, expelling fire from it's cracks. Mike came over, placed a hand on my shoulder, and asked what I was looking at. His smile dropped and suddenly everyone else was coming over to look. A whisper was heard... "Oh my god."
The vortex's ripped through the sun, making it explode and demolish everything in it's path. Time seemed to slow and I could see the fire slowly creeping towards us, mere milliseconds away. And in that moment, I could only think that everything I've done, every moment of my life, has absolutely no meaning.

[Synthetic_Eden]

Bumping for now.
I'd like to keep this here for a bit. It's good to have something to self-reflect on.