Posted on: 2013-10-28 by usagi9

I think I should at least give a brief description of the series of dreams I had last night. The first one was a nightmare where I dreamt I was in bed trying to get to sleep (ironic, eh?) when I felt as if my head- and then my body- on its own was turning down into what should have been the mattress, but instead opened up on an abyss. I thought this interesting and decided to let myself go into it. It was as if I were suspended safely above an infinite expanse. This wasn't so unusual for the type of dreams that I enjoy although I usually have them much later in my sleep period. Then I became acutely aware of my heart beating in my chest. Next, to my horror, I felt my chest tighten and my pulse stop for several seconds. As my panic grew I realized I was probably asleep and dreaming, and tried to relax into the dream. I felt my heart start again, but only for a few beats and then again a squeezing sensation in my chest came and my heart stopped. I realized that if there was even the slightest chance that I was having a heart attack in my sleep I must wake up or risk dying. I struggled to break thru the heavy somnolence, but it resisted me. As I was getting closer to waking I was tempted to end my efforts and give in to sleep. Then, with all the determination I could muster, I forced my sleeping hands to move a little, and then I came awake. I lay there for a while, my hand on my chest, listening to the regular beating of my heart, hoping it had only been a dream. Eventually I fell back into sleep and had other dreams. When I began dreaming again several things were prominent. 1st: In the dreams I felt a sense of duty and a need to follow the morally correct course of action. I suppose this isn't unusual for me in waking life. 2ed: The dreams were set in a world not unlike ours, except for several important things: 1) It's a world where public transit is the norm, but without vehicles. People by their own ability are able to travel at speeds comparable to a car on a freeway, having the ability to fly (not making any physical movement, just simply willing themselves to move). Many people in this world do not have this skill, but I, my friend, and my girlfriend do. 2) In this dream world there are two ways of life- one led by our people and backed by long tradition -and another. They each comprise a great number of people and are roughly comparable in population size and technology. Throughout history we have been competing, but regard each other as a culture worthy of respect. The dreams: I have a girlfriend, and am accepted by her family. As the first dream begins I am, along with a friend, flying to go to pick her up (as I do on many mornings). We pass over crowds of people walking on the ground. When we arrive my girlfriend is delayed talking to her family. Even though this isn't unusual I grow impatient, but I wait. Discontinuity. There are a few very special beings (from both groups of people) who have mastered the art of life, who are wise in the way of things and know key answers to questions that plague us (or at least I believe they do). When selected as a candidate I am transported high above the plains to a place at the very top of a mountain where I wait to greet a few of them. A metal door stands before me, and somehow I know that some beings are coming- from above. They step out of the 'elevator' and I am in awe of them. As required I submit myself to inspection and judgement by one of them. This being becomes my master/teacher, and for many days on the mountain I am trained along with a group. Other groups are competing with us and tensions rise. Finally I am assigned a mission and find myself transported to a remote area. It is largely abandoned, save for the building I will operate in. It's a 3 story structure with a river on one side and wasteland on the other. Inside I find high technology and eagerly explore my new home. The people with me in this building, all with the shared responsibility of completing the mission, are trained to one degree or another. Some are experts while some are just trying to get thru their working day. I become alarmed when I perceive something heavy- and energetic- moving about in the room above. None of my colleagues could be the cause. All of us- five or six people- become anxious. Then it's clear that some malevolent force is trying to get in. It breaks thru the wall and I am terrified, and then consciousness is ripped away. Discontinuity. Cant post more now-