WhyAmINaked

This is the first time I'm attempting to consciously remember and record my dream. I'm treating this as both an experiment and an experience into existen... fuck it, I just wanna record this.

I can barely remember my dream, but it was colorful. That's... about it? It was like walking through a mist in a horror movie and looking at streetlights through foggy lenses. The edges of my vision were foggy like I'm looking through goggles. The difference is, streetlights don't pulsate ever so slightly, with each pulse emitting a small tuft of light that explodes in a yellow flash, but slowly fades into the darkness while fading into more somber tones that match the black background.

My friend once had a bad trip, and said at the time, he felt like he was riding a roller coaster, and there was a being made of light that he knew was me. I like to joke that he discovered my true form as a Helix of Light guiding him like Virgil through a chaos-hell of seizures and infinite time. It made me feel like a Final Fantasy End Boss.

ANYWAYS, that's what I thought of when I recorded this.