The last dream I recall I was floating above somewhere very much like 1990's USA in the afternoon. There was something really pleasant about it, but also really unnerving because it reminded me of the stress of my early childhood. I had a different body, or the outline of a body, a different person, in some ways maybe an upgrade, but I was a child, maybe 14.
If I could I would avoid ever being a child again.
One of the strangest most surreal dreams I can remember was awhile after one of my good freinds died. He brought me to the city in the sky to check out his new place in what seemed like an old folks home. When I started to realize that it was more of a halfway house to ease people into the afterlife I started to wander around a bit and some people had some really terrible accommodations with bright lights that wouldn't turn off and leaking pipes. Most people were completely uninterested with my presence and seemed generally shocked when I tried to communicate. The whole city had a weird grand theft auto vibe, very weird.
Yeah, the dreams after someone dies are interesting.
Did you ever notice in dreams that the people you meet are complete strangers, as in people you've never seen or met before? How does that happen, I wonder? How does your mind compose complete strangers and give them faces, behaviors, speech patterns? It's almost as though you are meeting in dreams real people who actually exist, but whom you've never met in waking life.
Many of them are, some don't have bodies.
I suspect I actually talk to most of you here in dreams.
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