Dream Thread X: The Color Of Your Dreams

[A Zarkin' Frood]

(Because going with "The Dreamening" would be something non-cool people would do)

It's this time of the interval between too dream threads again. Or rather, exactly not the time between those threads. In case you are particularly slow: It's this thread. A dream thread!

Two days ago I had a dream, I did not really think about it though until before I went to bed again at the and of the day and wrote it all down. Now, that's sort of strange for me. I don't usually remember my dreams that long unless I actively try to and they aren't as vivid as that usually two. Anyway, as I said, I wrote it down. Not in Word or some other word processor. No, I did it in an empty chatroom. I copypasted it before I went to sleep though. The following details my dream of two days ago, as written in that chatroom, with some typos I could see while glancing over it removed.

So I'll tell you what I dreamed yesterday. It's funny, because usually I don't remember them too well, and this one was very vivid, although trippy. Possibly brain-bending.

I was in this psychedelic endlessness. There were all colors of the rainbow, mostly yellow, green and purple, though. Sometimes, only for instants, there would be shapes, which my mind could translate into concepts, somehow. Then I found stairs downwards, even though there was no ground and no walls [no ceiling either, duh].

I went downstairs and reached a black room, with only one round table with a sheet of paper on it. On that paper was written one word. But I couldn't make it out because my vision was blurry (it was all this time, that's important). Somehow I was drawn into that paper. I was now completely engulfed in white. The only thing that wasn't white was a tiny black dot far away. I went to that black dot, and as I came closer and closer, eventually I was surrounded by that black. There were many small lights though. I wandered (floated?) around for a bit...

Now I saw that my vision was blurrier than before. I came close to one of the lights, and circling around that light was a familiar looking sphere, which I thought to be the planet earth. I decided to go there. I went through the clouds and saw the continents. Europe, Africa, parts of Asia and even a bit of America. They were subtly different I think. but I might not remember that too clearly [something was definitely off, though]. So I went closer and reached the piece of land that is known as Germany. I went even closer and saw a small village, then I saw a house. I went into that house and there was a sleeping man. I believed that was me, but my vision had become even blurrier by this point. But it had to be me. I entered that man (not via any orifices, to be clear) And once again I was in this psychedelic world. The colors were slightly different, that I could tell. I found the stairs again, I went down the stairs and reached the black room with the round table and the paper again. I couldn't read the word. Again.

Suddenly I felt a pull. It's hard to describe. But I was drawn away, back through all this. Back through funny color land, out of the man, leaving earth, the universe, the white, the room with the word. I could see the word again at this point, but I couldn't make it out, as my vision was still blurry. However I got drawn out further. Or maybe what I saw was pushed away from me? It went on like this. Psychedelic, man, planet, universe, beyond, psychedelic. On and on, and each time I went through that circle my vision became a bit clearer, but I also went faster, so I couldn't read the word. I went through that circle so many times I lost count. All of a sudden I became slower though, until I came to a halt, only for an instant. In that instant I was in that black room with the word. And my vision was crystal clear, clearer than in real life [???].

I could see the word. But I could not understand it. They were all familiar symbols, but none of our regular latin alphabet, and they didn't look much like anything I knew, but still familiar. Anyway, that instant was now over. It was like I got slingshot back into the white, into the black with the many white lights, onto planet earth into the house and, lastly, the man. The next thing I remember was the ringing of my alarm clock.

EDIT: Hey, the best part is I can write a song about it and it would even fit the theme for my album. Hahahahahahahahahahahahaaa!
EDIT2: Hah, yeah http://krachfabrik.bandcamp.com/track/dream-a-little