i had the most incredible dream last night. i needed to quit early (about after 11) because i thought i was feeling dizzy again, so i did my preparatory routine. when i sleep i turn my iPod on with the volume at almost a whisper. it is because when i don't hear even the tiniest sound, it feels like my head is going to explode. i looked at the clock: it was 11:44.
i closed my eyes and willed myself to sleep. i did deep breathing so i would relax. it felt like i was going to sleep. suddenly, i heard a loud buzzing sound above the whispery sound of my iPod (the carpenters were playing). my body felt stiff as if i was being electrocuted but not in a bad way. then three triangles appeared, and they were like TV screens, faces of people showing at a speedy pace, as in a film being on rewind. but i didn't know those people.
the carpenters sound started to fade away while the buzzing sound became louder. then there was a bright light, but i could still see the triangles. i definitely did not know the faces it was showing. i tried to move but i couldnt. i tried to scream but no sound came out of my mouth but i insisted on screaming, until i could hear my own halting moan. i told myself 'this is not good, i better wake up.' so i tried to open my eyes and i couldn't. then i heard a loud shrill cry. 'i'm out of here!'. i saw a face in one of the triangles, the one that was nearest me. i didn't know the person but she was smiling and was motioning for me to come where she was. i took a second look, i really had no idea who it was. with one jerking motion, i kicked one leg and i woke up, enough to see my leg coming down on the bed. i looked at the clock. it's 11:44. still.
i felt weak and my knees were like noodles. for a moment i thought maybe i was having a stroke. i tried to move my mouth and facial muscles, like i learned in first aid. check. i slowly lifted my arm: right, check; left, check. again my legs. i got up. i was fine. that was one weird dream.
my friend who believes in the paranormal, says a soul must have passed by and it was its life that i saw in the triangles. our soul rises from our body and this passing soul must've bumped into mine as i started to sleep. if i wasn't strong enough to will myself to wake up, i'd have been "taken", meaning i'd have died. like when i'd wake up in the morning i'd be like "oh, shit, i'm dead!"
so i told my friend, i kind of like that possibility of me passing in my sleep. no mess, no difficulty for anyone, emotionally and otherwise. i am prepared to die any moment, i have my will executed, i have powers of attorney in place.
so what did i get out of that pretty weird dream? i had an idea: go to the lakeside and take photos of sailboats. yup, more triangles.
thank you, ladies and gentlemen, for your kind views and comments. i sincerely appreciate them.
@pamfromcalgary - really strange, pam. especially when i was trying to wake up and i was having a difficult time to do so. it wasn't like i was tired and stressed from work, it was a normal day at the office yesterday. and it all happened within the minute. thank you, pam.
I love sailboat triangle! Very pretty! Your dream made me think of the child's bedtime prayer, "Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the Lord my soul to keep. If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take." Sort of a morbid prayer for a child, but not so morbid for us "older" kids I suppose.
First off great shot. Love all those sailboats. That was one freaky dream. I don't remember any of my dreams very often but I am sure I would most likely remember one like that
Very cool shot! Looks calming. I like the sails. 8)
"i tried to scream but no sound came out of my mouth but i insisted on screaming, until i could hear my own halting moan." Sounds like an episode of sleep paralysis. I've had a few encounters in such a state, where I feel terror, convinced there was an absolutely evil presence in the room, ready to tear my soul out of my body and carry it all the way to hell. And I would struggle to get up and can't. And the panic and terror mount. But I wake up eventually and I think, wow, massive brain fart. If only there was a reputable store where I could trade in for a new brain. 8)
wow! that was some read! Very interesting about your dream..I don't understand that paranormal stuff but believe something happened to me once..something I can't explain..but hey, there is so much mystery to this world we live in we would be fools to think that we understood it all. Love the boats...love the b&W...and if you can remember...was your dream in color?
did you have a headache when you woke up? or pains in your head? are you taking any new meds for the vertigo? very interesting read, great photo. pay attention to your headaches, track them if you don't already. could be important in relation to the vertigo.
I LOVE your photo .... the boats remind me of Rod Stewart's song "Sailing!" Beautiful scene, summerfield. That dream is frightening ... yes, maam. I've had one or two of those and hubby wakes me up when he hears my struggle and the "moan." I don't know how to interpret those dreams, but I do not want one anymore.
Beautiful photo. Great pov, lighting, and I like how you used the trees to accentuate the sails.
As for the dream, very intense. To think that all of that happened in your mind, so real, yet no time passed in the waking world.
August 11th, 2012
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"i tried to scream but no sound came out of my mouth but i insisted on screaming, until i could hear my own halting moan." Sounds like an episode of sleep paralysis. I've had a few encounters in such a state, where I feel terror, convinced there was an absolutely evil presence in the room, ready to tear my soul out of my body and carry it all the way to hell. And I would struggle to get up and can't. And the panic and terror mount. But I wake up eventually and I think, wow, massive brain fart. If only there was a reputable store where I could trade in for a new brain. 8)
As for the dream, very intense. To think that all of that happened in your mind, so real, yet no time passed in the waking world.