Originally Posted by
The Cusp
Time to make an official intro for this thread, as it didn't start off coherently after the split. I've named this type of dream the Timaes, after a play written by Plato
"The young Timaeus, stricken by fever, discovers the platonic solids and elementals in a fantastical journey."
**SPLIT THREAD***
I've had several dreams that I can't describe, they are just too "alien".
Dreams where I'm aware of energy, moving, interacting with it or manipulating it. There is no up or down, no distance, yet it's still a coherent frame of existance. I think these ones stem from learning to remember dreams, and being able to latch on to that lingering feeling a dream leaves when you wake up, and follow it back to rember.
And other ones, i can't even begin to describe, there were shapes, I'm pretty sure they were the platonic solids. There was either a deafening vibrational noise or a thundering silence, and a feeling of movement, but so agonizingly slow. The slowness was awful, felt like your soul being ripped out.