Oracular

Have you ever been so immersed in a conversation or activity that you kind of phase everything else out, and then something jars you back into reality real fast? I bet you have. No doubt about it. In fact I KNOW you have. It's how it works. Man, it even happens in dreams....

So yes, I was dreaming, I was with a group of my peers, a random selection of people I've known, doing some sort of activity. Something grabbed my attention and I became engrossed with it, around me things continued to happen in a muted way (This was a dream, so nothing was exactly cleanly cut like this, but I digress), and so I kind of parallel dreamed this event along with the background hum, where the even was as sharp as a dream can be, and the background seemed to slow down, fade away, like I'd been detached from reality, but at the same time still in it. I think I may not have been jarred from it, more a fading of the perception of the event, until I was 'back in reality', as they say. 

After a short amount of time dreaming, (peh I think, thats kinda what I remmeber) it happened again, this time in a restaurant, engaging with someone, when I felt the presence of someone else; seemingly older or more wise than I, she communicated of things strangely, mystically (I cant remember her speaking things aloud, or hearing her directly at least). Yet again the scene was distinct from my comprehension, we seemed trapped in a bubble. And then it faded or popped, and I remember nothing but awaking (to real life this time...at least I think it is ¬.¬) from a dream....

Right, this is rather imperfect, even more so than I wished since I waited a day and a bit to regurgitate it, after mulling over the following idea for a while. The idea itself I realised straight away, or at least I cannot remember any differences between its current form and the state I first remember it being.

Once again it comes in the form of a game, a strongly story based game this time. Either a thriller or an adventure I don't know, possibly both, and no doubt something similar has been done before, that maybe I'm just partially remembering and applying to this 'experience' I had. The major points of the story start similar to the dream above, Normality followed by a random series of these things. Some just on your own, maybe wondering why you're experiencing like this, without knowing you're the cause or how to stop it consciously; others wherein you have companions, whether they be just your colleagues or some random person who helps/confuses/etc. you. Some of the experiences are jarred, others fade, maybe some of them are so subtle that you dont realise they happened until you jar yourself out of them, or dont realise at all if you fade from them.

The game progresses, and you come to find/discover your 'powers' as that you can pull yourself out of reality, and sometimes others (or be pulled yourself). Others exist that have the powers, some appear to be oracles/prophets (Hence the name Oracular), teachers and things.

I don't propose the story, merely the setting. I thought it might be awesome. :)

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A Dream

Yes another one…lol


It starts in the shops, we (me, dad and too bro’s) are shopping for random stuffs…we come out and walk out of the uni underpass onto the ring-road path. Walking along it my dad wonders out loud where we are, thinking we’re lost. though I know this place.

We catch a bus (coach like tbh), me and my bro sit together near the back, separated from the others somehow. There’s a group of under-dressed rowdy (probably drunk) women (students?) sat near us, being rowdy. I’m sat in the window, though maybe my place swaps around…

A girl appears next to me, nearer the window. She seems to have jumped over the back of the seat as her friends are snickering away at each other. She seems pretty friendly, though she’s busy doing something I’ve forgotten. She shuffles around as to get a better seat, pushing me and my brother along a bit.

She passes me her glasses to hold onto whilst she does something. They somehow end up being dropped down the top of one of the rowdy women, and then get back unharmed and with minimal damage to the social situation. I believe I contemplated asking for her email address but that’s all I remember….

I wish I could meet that girl, she seems awesome.

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Dreams

So, I had a dream last night. It had a girl called Corkey in it, and there was lots of other stuff going on too. I have since forgotten 99% of the content of the dream, but one thing still sticks. She comes up to me and gives me a hug. That was all, just a simple hug. But it caused me to shiver with elation, you know, like when you listen to some awesome music, or eat something so tasty you consider using expletives to explain it, THAT was what I felt. And that though has been stuck in my mind all day, I haven’t told her personally, as that’s kinda weird, and I am not going to bring it up in ‘public’ conversation as my friends will no doubt perceive me as even more of a pervert…due to the lack of explanability in a chat space. I don’t mind them thinking that, but the other, slightly hidden, quite shy, part of me thats also paranoid, would freak out, so theres no point.

That kinda thing, where the dream has caused me to think seriously about it, has happened 3 times recently. One was with James’s girlfriend. Let me lay down that dream too:

I was at a modelmaking convention, making models of something or other with a few palls/buddies/chums from school that, tbh, I was never serious friends with (more like just foafs :D). And we were moving around the arena to find a place to settle down. I sat down on a chair (it happened to be an office chair with rollers) and for some forgotten reason, got angry with my crew and stood up sharply whilst ‘raging’ at my collogues. Unfortunatly, just at that moment, James’s girlfriend appeared behind me (like often things do in dreams, just spontaneously change arena/position/etc. good old brain) and I banged my chair into her mid rage. I turned round to see her, and she shouted at me before I could shout back. It was only a ‘oh ffs Joe’ kinda jobbie, but it stuck, I woke up seeing her ‘storming’ off in the other direction. Its stuck with me since (which is a rarity for my sieve-o-matic of a memory).

The third was more or less WOW. It was another of those OMFG feelings….

I was FLYING!!!! Serious, I was there, it was me, in the air, over the roofs, around the trees. I just kinda started, from my garden. Just stopped being on the ground. It was awesome, truly mindblowing, the resonance is still with me. I actually got out of bed and nearly went and asked my mum if I had been flying the day before….it was that real.

Another little feeling thats stuck with me was a random moment. I was washing the dishes, and had got a clean/dry cloth out. I held it by the corner (still folded into 4, so there was a kinda loop where the fabric hadnt folded straight) and dipped the other corner in. Still holding the corner, I watched the water rise up the cloth. Then the feeling came, as the water moistened the corner I was holding, the fabric collapsed in on its self (due to the pressure of my weak-ass grip). It was a really odd sensation. I want to do it again some time. :D

EDIT: OMG, Another dream about flying. This time at uni, twas awesomer!!!

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