A reoccuring feature of my dreams is of some mid air theme park consisting mostly of things to slide and glide around like slides with sharp turns and hoops which we can fly through, which are simply suspended in the air, floating around like interactive clouds of amusement.
I have these dreams at least once a year, those i recall, and the form of flying usually feels the same as swimming, and i am totally at ease with flying so violently through the air, it is exhilarating and exciting, the wind rushing over me as i aim for these mid air objects for the sheer thrill of it.
Sometimes the sides of very tall buildings are used, i slide down them on my back as if they are one massive park slide in a playground, and propelled into the air rushing past buildings which look like their straight out of Coruscant, shiny, gleaming, tall and futuristic.
*The Yellow One*
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