Hello! I’m E, and this is my new, online dream recordings. If you like nonsensical narration and explanations, then maybe you’ll enjoy this blog.
Let me start by saying that I have been a lucid dreamer for years, at least twice a month I can recognize that I’m dreaming and have a sense of control over them. Even more frequently I vividly remember my dreams. I’ll remember them for a few days, then they eventually fade into distant, hazy memories. I have tried on several occasions to record my dreams, but I have failed just as many times, so over the last couple years I have just idly dreamed away…
After last night, though, I realized that I should probably try again. The dream overall, wasn’t particular grandeur in its plot or setting, as I frequently dream of my childhood neighborhood and escaping scary authority figures, so I won’t go into detail about that part.
As I escaped the confines of my old neighbor’s home with a slew of other people, I realized that two of my companions were…me. This is when I became aware that I was dreaming (as I am not accustomed to living amongst my doppelgangers in the waking world.) These two versions of myself( whom I’m dubbing as E1 and E2) were obviously me, but had some slight differences. E1 seemed to be slightly thinner than me and had a darker hair color. E2 looked exactly like me, but several inches taller. Again, I have a lot of strange dreams, but the dialogue between us is what threw my poor brain for a loop.
Me:”Oh, more E’s…I guess I’m dreaming.”
E1:”No. I must be the one dreaming.”
Me: “Only one of us can be real, and it has to be me. How could I realize that I’m dreaming if I didn’t exist in a reality to compare it to?”
E2: “Or, we could all be dreaming.”
This level of self-awareness struck me. I realized that I was either diving deep into my own, unconscious psyche (the obviously more likely case) or that somehow I was simultaneously dreaming with versions of myself from other dimension (I mean, I’m not one to rule anything out.) This thought process had us conversation had us spiraling into discovering ways that we were alike and different, as a means to find ways to debunk or disprove the more likely theory. Unfortunately, I can’t remember too much of our long and detailed conversation, but I do remember from the exprience can be summed up with:
Ways we are similar: We all recognized the slightly distorted landscape as the place we grew up. We all went by the name E. Every aspect of our personal lives seemed to follow the same path. We were all engaged to the same man, we were all the same age, and we all agreed that it was the same year.
Ways we were different: When we realized that there wan’t much to explore in differences with our personal lives, we branched into discussing world-wide events. This is where we everything was different. Neither of the other E’s exprience 9/11, and were horrified at what I told them. They also both laughed when I told them the Donald Trump is the upcoming president. E1 talked about a bunch of pop-culture events that meant nothing to me, and E2 said that in 2015, 90% of Madagascar was submerged beneath the ocean after an Earthquake.
And then I woke up. There is nothing more annoying and jarring than waking up from a dream that you had no desire to end. By the time I had gotten up and gone to the bathroom, great chunks of our conversation was lost in my mind and only those specific bits remained with me while writing this.
Maybe it’s because I’ve never had a dream quite like this, or the fact that I enjoyed how in-depth my mind can be in dreams, but it did inspire me to write it out and attempt to do the same with my other dreams, so that counts for something.
Dream Rating: 9/10. Stange. Meta. Pretty intense overall.