I am aware that I am less than some people prefer me to be,
but most people are unaware that I am so much more than what they see.
— Douglas Pagels

Thursday, February 8, 2018

My subconscious self is far more creative than my conscious self.

I had a dream recently. If you are on my Facebook friends list, you already read this. I just wanted to post it here for future reference.

A little girl of about 3 or 4 years old would evaporate into stardust and travel in a stream of green light to other worlds, where she would observe and intervene in their perils. I don't know if she could speak, but she had supernatural abilities in these worlds. She visited what appeared to be the Aztecs in another dimension, whose civilization was saved by her, and she was rewarded by the King with royal/god status and chocolate. I remember seeing things from her height/perspective, most specifically, adults in robes and headdress, and a large, beautiful pyramid that was green with mossy life. The girl returned to her own world, where she lived as a little girl again until she was called by the stars. The last thing I remember, she was in her mother's arms and began evaporating into stardust again, her mother crying "Return! Return!" in hopes of stopping it, but she became a stream of green light and passed through a series of glass...things...I don't know what they were...and she was gone.

That's what I posted on Facebook as soon as I woke up. I decided to do some research, and my best guess on the glass things is that they were lenses.

The lenses were rectangular, however, and there was no refraction or convergence. The stream of light simply passed straight through multiple semi-transparent objects and disappeared into the sky.

This is what she looked like when she evaporated and began traveling through the lenses.

This is almost exactly what the pyramid looked like, except it was covered in green, healthy moss. I don't remember seeing stairs, but they could have been on a different side from the one the girl was looking at (again, I was viewing from her perspective).

That was one vivid, unexpected dream, and a welcomed break from the usual anxiety dreams and recurring nightmares. I'll take more of that, please.

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