Inception.

So, last night I watched Inception. Last night, I also had a bit of an experience while dreaming. It was rather intense, and I can honestly say that reality was in a bit of question over the past few hours. I mean, obviously I know that right now is "reality", I haven't lost my mind, I promise. However, the idea of being able to create your own reality through dreaming is absolutely marvelous. I want so badly for there to actually be a way to recreate that movie in real life. However, that isn't an option at this present time, so I'll just enjoy the bit that I received last night.

So, I remember being in a desert, and there were abandoned houses. I remember turning one of those houses into my own, with a significant other, and a few more people. The next thing I knew, I was digging through the sound, to make the area more livable. I remember somebody just trudging through the sand, making large tracks as he went along. It was at this point that I was able to realize subconsciously that I was indeed dreaming. I watched his footsteps, and realized that they would disappear immediately. I was able to determine that I was in a fantasy world, and actually took steps to make sure I made the most of it.

I remember some sort of trouble happening, but this didn't have much consequence for the duration. I started building things in my mind. I constructed elaborate tunnel systems, and beautiful houses, and schools, and all sorts of other things, all in the middle of this desert. I created a home for myself. Unfortunately, I must have just started this dream when I awoke. I know that just before I woke up, I was in danger, and maybe this is why I woke up. People were coming through the tunnels to stop what I was doing. Maybe I also knew subconsciously that what I was doing was complete fantasy, and my mind decided it better to stop it.

This makes me think back to most of my dreams. I am always being pursued by people, or a person, or an entity. That is what really strikes me about "Inception". The feelings in the dreams are indeed real, as anybody who has had a nightmare can attest. The fear is not comparable, it's a life or death feeling. I can recall one dream, where I was the President or something similar of a space nation. People were upset with me, and I took to great measures eluding these people who were trying to kill me. The world, in this case, consisted of living residences resembling a prison, people lived in basically a prison. There were elaborate networks of ladders and other things to move about basically everywhere throughout the world. The last thing I remember, I was hooked up to the roof and crawling above a main section of the "station" or wherever I was supposed to be. These dreams are incredible, and really open your mind.

I could literally write about my dreams all day. Back about a year ago, I decided to start writing them in a separate document on my laptop. Maybe I'll post a few of them to my blog sometime. I do have another pressing topic on my mind, regarding reality, and ways to create your own, however it has a bit of a darker undertone. I will be posting more later on tonight.

Stay lovely.

"You're waiting for a train, a train that will take you far away. You know where you hope this train will take you, but you can't be sure. But it doesn't matter - because we'll be together."