#closest I’ve gotten was a dream abt accidentally freeing an ancient evil bc it was possessing the body of a friend
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Had a dream I went to go see a publicity stunt movie, which was about… I want to say, like, animal farm or something— some grim thing, involving animals— except the movie was about forcing a real life pig, strapped to a movie theatre chair, to watch. Except the big twist at the end was the camera panning around to reveal… it was a fake pig all along. Unsure what the goal was.
I knew the twist going in, but I am as much unable to stop where my dreams are going as I am able to redirect a river with my bare hands, so into the theatre I went. The specific promotional stunt my dream theatre was doing was that the fake pig? In the theatre with you. Whooaaaaa. I got a seat pretty close to the animals— and the choice to switch from ‘pig’ to ‘animal’ is intentional, here, because I don’t remember what they were but they sure as hell wasn’t pigs
There was a baby… whatever it was, on the ground in front of the screen, and it’s mother was the one strapped to a chair. I remember spending most of the film staring at the mother & thinking ‘damn… that fake animal sure as hell looks real. I can see it blinking. Wow. Hang on,’ bc the fake animal was supposed to have button eyes
Now, I’m pretty sure in real life I would in fact be able to tell that it was a real animal like wayyyy faster, but again, dreams, rivers.
Anyway me forcing the realization that the animals were real made the dream start falling apart. Got lost in some long ass dark hallways. A theatre employee accosted me. Wound up back in the theatre & chose to free the baby. Was looking for a key to free the mother when I got trapped in the lobby which was also a veterinary office and my mother was there and trying to get me to run a class on animal welfare.
I don’t know why I’m turning this into a tumblr post. It was visceral though. I can still see the mother’s eye.
#mobbdreams#I’d love to lucid dream but my subconscious is stronger than my conscious#I’m generally always passively aware that I’m dreaming#but trying to take control never works out. dream starts skipping and stuttering like a fucked up dvd#closest I’ve gotten was a dream abt accidentally freeing an ancient evil bc it was possessing the body of a friend#and when I realized what I had done I thought ‘this dream is abt to get scary’ so I rewound to the start#but then I couldn’t do anything unless I followed the path laid out for me#so I just stood in deep ass snow in the middle of a blizzard#staring at the stone smile on my friends face. aching to move but refusing. for like a long ass time#and maybe I coulda moved & just kept it looping except#the first time the evil played along w being my friend it was only context clues that led to me realizing smth was deeply terribly wrong#and I knew that it’s awareness had travelled back with me
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