I... I just achieved a whole new level of lucidity yesterday.
I MANAGED TO CONTINUE DREAM PHYSICS! I am creating a stable environment that I can control. One filled with yellow shirts and hyper buoyant ping pong bats. I'm hoping I can go back to the dream island, the last I can remember of it is this;
First, we were on a boat. I say we, but if I could remember who it was, it'd likely not even matter because I'm pretty certain it changes.
It crashed,
hard. The actual boat crashing also happened in a later dream (post island, but not inclusive), so I'll start with the first dream sequence and the latter.
It was a pretty huge boat in the first dream, but I never got to go through the lower decks - because we were hit by a storm and I was thrown overboard and
down. LUNGS WHYY.
And then it proceeded to the island.
However the later dream, I stayed inside it. It was far bigger on the inside than the outside... It was weird - I was seeing rooms I had seen in dreams
years ago. What's weirder is I REMEMBERED IT. I RECOGNIZED THEM. When the storm hit everyone evacuated - but I stayed trying to get something or someone. It was very important. Being dream physics I was able to slow down the flood till it was naught but an enjoyable indoor swim in the sea faring Tardis. The boat also capsized and there the dream ended, with the denizens sitting on the upturned hull.
AND just typing this has made me remember a dream of the depths... I shall not talk of that one. Fun deep ocean dream physics.
Arriving on the island, everything was wrecked. No working electronics, boat broken and the island was surrounded by a fissure the ocean constantly drained into, from such a steep angle it seemed to be more akin to a waterfall or quirky dream physics at work again. We set up a settlement with suitable living, planning to build a bridge across when we were attacked by Rhesus Macaques. Everyone's chasing them, hunting them when I can't tell what happened next... But a few things happened. I saw from the perspective of someone else, that someone fending off with brutal efficiency scavengers from my settlement (no survivors), raptors and t-rexes just popping up and chasing us like crap through woods I can distinctly call from watching a documentary more then a decade ago regarding jumping spiders. All of the other survivors disappeared from my view (occasionally reappearing), as I ran through my memories laying traps for the few remaining dinos. Every time I ran past a wooded area - I would transition into a different memory from a different wooded area, culminating in a chase through the streets of london.
Suddenly, back at the island, and the bridge was built. We made it across via raft to home, whilst others swam holding onto super buoyant ping pong rackets.
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Later version of dream, 9 long weeks later
The settlement was there, no one was dead, the jungle was replaced by plains. Perhaps deforestation to prevent macaque insurgency was invoked?
We were building a plane. Some way or another - we ended up in the sea beyond the chasm, where I was advising everyone to grab some ping pong rackets and swim. IT WORKED.
But of course, there never really was a ping pong racket.
It was all in my mind.
Tonight's plan: Attempt to return to island
- Attempt to look down the chasm. - No existing memories with such a phenomena means that whatever occurs will be entirely dream based.
- Attempt to fly.
- Ride T-rex.
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