This year, I realized that I am a lucid dreamer. I think it all began from a long time ago. Whenever I felt strongly about someone, I ended up having lucid dreams about that person. In my dreams, I watched scene by scene took place before me. It was very much like watching a movie most of the time, but at other times, it was like taking part in an adventure. Anyway, the realization of being a lucid dreamer came when I had dreams about this boy (three times straight!) where we went on some sort of fantasy, anime-ish adventure (well, it just turns out that my dreams tend to be a lot immature and irrational). Since then, I decided to keep track of what my dreams show me. Hence, this blog post.
And so, here I am: about to tell you the lucid dream I had this morning.
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It took place in a dystopian era. There were these three siblings: one older brother and two younger sisters. They roamed around in an abandoned theme park. It seemed that the building they just entered used to be a futuristic simulation game. I didn't know what they did there in the theme park or why they were there. I only knew that the buildings were a ruin, except for the one they entered.
I followed them to a room with a big screen and auditorium-like seats in metallic gray. The screen displayed a scene of Greek pillars in creme color. The brother and sisters put on something like a glasses. And we were suddenly sucked into the screen, or at least that was how I feel.
We saw a group of girls, I didn't know what they were talking about, but it seemed that they were arguing with this older woman whose figure was so big because she was intimidating, and the only one who understood what the scene before us meant was the youngest sister. And suddenly, we were back at the auditorium.
It was then that I heard her whisper, "No, that's not how you use it..." And even until now, I didn't understand what she referred to. Neither her older sister nor her brother seemed to understand, either, but the younger sister kept repeating her words with a saddened expression on her face. That was when I noticed how pretty she was, with long brown hair and a round face and a big, expressive eyes. She was so captivating and strongly resembled the girls on the screen, and she felt out of place in a dystopian building like this.
The older sister tried to talk to her while the brother tried to find someone who ran the place, but none of it worked. I remembered the older sister explaining to me that this happened sometimes. But why then? Why there? And then she proceeded to say that the room used to be a Greek temple for this godly figure called Reia, who was served only by girls. Apparently, the youngest sister was Reia's most trusted servant; the one beyond the others. The one Reia communicated with. And she was referring to something she used to use to communicate with Reia, but now hung like a pot of plant.
It dawned on me that those siblings were people of the past.
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And then I woke up.