Last night I had a tea before going to sleep, just to see if it would increase my chances of dreaming. I had a dream I can’t remember and don’t want to bother remembering, because it wasn’t the big deal.
I had to wake up at 7:00 to do some stuff, and when I returned home I decided to get a shuteye for 30 minutes. Once again I had a lot of dreams, but can’t remember everyone of them exactly.
In one of them, I was Samus fighting a giant Ridley combined with some kind of base on his back. He had 3 entrances on his right side, his inside had nothing. I shot his head a bunch of times and he said with a classy voice “Just try dodging these missiles, made with the best technology we have to offer”. He was not kidding, he shot a human-sized missile from his back that followed me anywhere I went and took 3 energy tanks from the 7 I had. I tought for 3 seconds, and waited until he fired another missile to turn into the morph-ball and boost to the inside of his belly. The missile hit him, but didn’t harm him.
In another dream, I was in a tunnel of a water attraction, my younger brother was sitting in this boat with Mario and Luigi drawn on the right side. I said “Please tell me this is not the Mario movie” for some reason. He nodded and I got into a boat.
Then I was in this racing circuit which I KNEW was from The Incredibles 2 (Which hasn’t come out yet) and started racing with my boatcarthing. The last section was inside a circus, and after I won, I had visions of an aunt saying “It wasn’t fair”. My biggest rival in the race was a girl that looked like someone from Sugar Rush (Wreck-it Ralph) because I remember she was annoying and frustrating.
Now for the scary part:
In the middle of the race, I remembered about a dream I had in the dream world where I asked an old lady “How was The Incredibles 2” and after explaining something I don’t remember, she said in a frustrated voice that the little girl was dismembered and dying, and the father Incredible told her to cry. I had a vision of that scene after that.
In another dream, I woke up very tired and went to my mother’s bedroom. I looked at the mirror, and I looked horribly pale. I don’t remember exactly what happened after that, but it involved something about death.
The thing about dreaming of remembering a dream I had in the dream world may have been tough to understand. I meant that I never had the dream IRL nor in the dream world, but in the dream I was having, I simply remembered that dream. I say I have that dream in the dream world because I never had it. It’s hard to explain, and harder to understand.
Has it ever happened to you?