Lucid-schizo-dreamer

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I am in Rome for a one day stop while travelling. I decide to go look for a strange place I'm not sure I have ever been or simply dreamt of. I enter a back alley and go through some L turns until I enter a dead end street and there it is: the red brick building with the tall windows on the 1st floor and the open arches on the ground floor. Sparks over my head, heavy machinery passing by on rails. I know it so well, yet I am not sure I have been here before. It's like Wonka's chocolate factory, but with no chocolate. Here it is created the structure of dreams. The entire factory is a puzzle of rooms connected to each other in no logical order of geometry. I'm welcomed here as an old visitor and taken on a tour through the new creations of the factory. Increbidle animals crawling up the walls, the colours of the rainbow, unspeakable wonders all over. I'm left alone to explore the levels. There is no end, no exit, I feel a hint of panic but I immediately put it away. I could dwell in this dream world forever.
Then I'm in a room with a broken ceiling through which I climb outside. Then a road, which I follow, but an earthquake tears it open. A car is thrown at me. I duck at a ditch, but another car is thrown at me. I duck again. It passes over my head. Then increasingly bigger machines are thrown at me, a train, a helicopter, a plane which falls from the sky. They are being thrown at me, mercilessly. I wake up.