Into the Ether

At a hotel, fancy one.

Some big guy walks up, looking like a white dog or bear? Tries to scare me. I tell him he's not scary. I also ask who he is.

We move outdoors, he keeps telling me he's Eniku? Or something? "Eniku, Eniku, Eniku..." He won't tell me any other name.

I can't figure out what he's smoking or why he's sitting in the middle of a grassy field, obviously trying to make a statement... but what that statement is, I don't know.

Just wanted to kick off my dream journal with an initial entry.

I've been documenting lucid dreams on other sites as well as notebooks since high school. I'm familiar with my moods and rhythms and hope to find inspiration and creativity here.

Thank you for being available to cultivate an environment which will hopefully be useful to my higher aspirations.