Dream World

Trapped between world, the dreamy awake.

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Trapped between worlds – the awake and the dream world.

Today I thought Id forgotten something quite important, that something that could be comprimised if in fact it wasn’t sorted. I jumped up and started up things – I was out and around the area getting on with things and then my eyes saw something different.

I was in two worlds, the real world and this what was dream world and could see both at the same time, the real world was a lot foggier / lighter like an overlay and time was running a lot slower.

It was then i realised things were not as they seemed, and i was seeing outside of where I was. Nothing made sense but in a dream, what really does?

In the end I woke up. I’d been sleep actioning – I’d somehow written some emails I don’t remember writting but needed to do for a while aswell as re-organised some stuff in the room I was sitting in.

The sites of two worlds into one seemed to allow me to get things that were in my sub-consious mind but couldn’t be done in the real world done. I can now say honestly that I can do things in my sleep – but its a new one to me.
Foggy Walk

Controlled or taken control?

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I woke up living in my first home, I Got ready to go and was running very late. I went outside to get in the car to discover a big problem.

The car was in bits – the engine and most of the mechanics were gone. I was angry – Mine, my dads and a few other cars in the street had all been attacked. The guy over the road came out his house and said “Yeah – It was the middle of the night but I didn’t want to get involved so just went back to bed” and left. I was annoyed with him.

Life continued…

Another day, a loud noise was heard from outside while at home – they were back. I went out to try and get things back more than the car [the car was insured] and stuff was taken that couldn’t be replaced.

They said they were an environmental activist group stopping people using their cars to tracel. I argued the idea with them of instead of one car going from 1 to 2, ot 3 to 4 – the one car had to now go from 1 to 2 to 3 to 4 – making more use of fuel. Dad seemed to laugh through the window and left me to it.

I think they heard the police coming as the jumped into a can and started to speed off.

I wanted to know who they were so grabbed a handle of the van and jumped up, the door swung open with me and another hanging on and driving continued up the bank.

we got high up the bank where I let go, myself and others were now running up the next road to the top. At the top – one person pushed me aside towards traffic and for a couple of seconds I realised I was in a dream and could fly and speeded up to them returing to the dream world.

We were talking, after a while one of the girls decided they wern’t going to loose me and took me to where they were meeting. On the way they took a powder of what looked like herbs and threw then in the air, giving me some and encouraging me to join in to help clear the way and allow passage.

After the herbs, there seemed to be a kind of freedom, Joy, peace and respect that made me want to know more. We got to the place and the guy I argued with earlier was there – He was not happy to see me and stormed off down some steps.

The building we were in had a bright sign on the front side with the words “Gil-Moré” in the style of a motel sign or from the film Empire Records. The sign was a glowing red.

I followed the others into another room and sat on a bed. I handed back the herbs I had which had seemed to multiply and we started to talk and…

<Everything stopped> – I was awoken by a phone call and wrote down all I remembered.

Maybe I’ll continue the dream again another time.