Stuff my dreams are made of

Dreams are such wonderful experiences. They can range from the odd funny thing you dreamt of, a surreal metaphor for something you’re going through in your life, or an experience that leaves a happy or sad impression based on who you dreamt of. Then there are two different types of dreams, normal dreams where you experience what you are dreaming of, and the other is called lucid dreaming where you can control what happens in your dreams. It can be in the manner of being in control of your actions as if you’re not dreaming, or influencing the ‘environment’ of your dream. You may or not be aware that you’re lucid dreaming, and it may seem like something out of your ordinary life.

I’d like to share some dreams of note.

In this dream I was with a female whom I did not know. The first thing I remember is jumping with said female. I felt as if I had just gained consciousness, but had been jumping with her all the while. We were jumping from one torrii to another. A torrii is a traditional Japanese gate which is generally found at the entrance of shrines or temples in Japan, and marks the end of the corrupt and start of pure from that gate. This is what it looks like.

 

It was a series of endless torrii as far as I could see. I looked at the woman jumping with me.
“Good, you’re finally awake.”

I still didn’t recognize her. I didn’t bother to ask her who she was, and was more bothered about why we were jumping away. The jumps were incredible. The distance between two torrii seemed to be 50 meters.

“Why are we jumping?”
“We’re being chased.”
“Chased? By whom?”

Curios, I turned my head midway in a particularly long jump to see that two people were indeed chasing us, jumping in the same manner as we were.

“How are we able to jump so far?”
“Telekinesis.”

“If we are using telekinesis why don’t we fly away instead?”
“Because we can’t use it in continuous flow, only in bursts.”
“Oh.”

We kept on jumping. It was a series of endless torrii, as I wrote before. I then realized that if we could use telekinesis in bursts, then why just use it from our feet to jump. I stopped on the next and torrii and aimed a burst of telekinesis from my hand at the top of the torrii where my chasers were about to land on. The torrii was destroyed, and with nothing to land upon they fell through and crashed on the ground. I felt a momentary sense of elation before I realized that it was all too easy.

Then it dawned upon me that I was dreaming. This meant that I was sleeping, and it was a morning that I had planned to not sleep (on account of the need to be somewhere early) and woke up. Sometimes I think a lot in my dreams, and when I come to the conclusion that it is not in the waking world, I either wake up or am able to take control of the dream. In this dream, as you can see, I was able to think and process information, and control my actions long before I realized I was dreaming.

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There is another dream that I had quite a few months ago that had a huge impact on me. It was a mid-week holiday, and I had slept late. I dreamt that I was at work, and everything was going wrong. One after the other, things were falling apart and I was telling people to do something. No matter what I told them to do, and how much I yelled, they were doing something else. I started to become frustrated. It didn’t matter what I said or did, things started to fall apart and soon the walls around me started to crumble.

I couldn’t take it anymore, and closed my eyes. When I opened my eyes, I was in the Ahmedabad house. A moment later mom walked in through the door and asked me something. Then there was someone else who walked in through another door and asked me another question. Soon there were people who were coming out of the walls and ceiling, started asking me questions. All these people were asking me why I was doing something, and why couldn’t I do something like what they said. Soon it became too much for me and began to realize that it was just a dream. I woke up to find myself in the Baroda house. I was lying on bed, and saw a man comforting me. He told me to relax and take it easy. I was looking at things as another person in the room.

I realized that I was still dreaming and finally woke up for real. I was a nervous wreck. I was shivering and sweating heavily. My body was aching, I had a temperature and when I could muster enough strength, I had to visit a doctor to get medicines. This was the dream that had the most physical impact on me.

Written for the Write Tribe Festival of Words Day 7 Prompt: Dreams