Caden

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Type: Regular Dream.
Lucidity: 1 23 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10


I found myself on a yacht in its hallway. I walked up a small flight of stairs into a dining area. I looked around and realized just what a yacht really is, a rich man’s houseboat. It felt like a cozy house but on the water with all that nautical flavor to it.

Two men walked into the room, one was the owner, guy who lived here and the other a grizzled old veteran type. The vet started to take some things out of a plastic box container that was on the floor. The yacht owner sat down on the bench/seat on the sides of the room that looked out onto the water. The veteran started taking things out of that plastic container and putting them in a sack, the man on the bench looked at him quite sadly. I heard the guy on the bench’s thoughts, he was sad because he had brought the other veteran here from an alternate earth where there had been “no south east Asian conflict.”

Those were some strange ideas so I was open to more thoughts.

“Iron Mike has lived nearly his whole life here in this world and has still joined the military, I had hoped he would not have to see the horrors of war.”

The thoughts were so clear I almost thought they were mine so I wasn’t entirely sure where this information was coming from. It wasn’t Iron Mike he was thinking about… what things to bring to the kids!? What kids? He doesn’t look like the father type but I did get a feeling of charity in there.

Iron Mike was now happily going around the room picking things he wanted to take. He walked around me thinking but not saying “excuse me” as he reached across me to get something. I just stood there trying to figure this whole thing out.

“There” he said as he put the plastic container on the seat next to the other man. The yacht owner tried to smile.

Then I looked around and things started to get a little trippy. It was like a rippling effect and the scene and sounds changed to an earlier time and there were kids running and yelling through the boat and the two men where there enjoying the kids excitement as they played with their new Christmas toys. Every time I looked in a different area there was a different rippling effect and times and scenes changed, one was even at night. I wasn’t sure what was going on it was all a jumble and very confusing.

Finally the dream ended, I immediately felt these events would quickly be forgotten so I wrote them down. I did forget but the few things I wrote brought it all back.