The Disastrous Bet and Walls of Graffiti
Atmosphere: A heavy gray, depressing atmosphere in the future timeframe, a blue, somewhat depressing atmosphere in the past timeframe.
This dream was quite peculiar in the sense that it had two different timeframes which it switched between at random points. In the first, I was at a party with people of about my age. In the second, there is an old man (not sure if this is me) looking at his past (the party) with deep regret. His source of regret was the bet that had been made.
The party itself was rather small, and it happened partially at a friend's house, and partially at my grandfather's house. The two somehow were connected into a single location, and I was usually at the exact point of the connection, looking into my friend's house at a certain angle, and into my grandfather's at another. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves, getting drunk and laughing a lot. I was like I usually would have been at parties six months ago (a lot has changed since then), standing in a corner, unremarkable and observing. There was graffiti on some of the walls in my friend's house.
There were three, maybe four characters in this dream. There were a lot of people at the party, but they were faceless. The actual persons I remember being there were:
- A blond guy, which beared only some resemblance to people I know. He had little inhibitions, either because he'd been drinking too much, or because that was just his nature. I assume a little bit of both.
- The girl I am in love with and her boyfriend. They make random appearances in my dreams, and they did not influence the story in any way, I just remember them sitting in a room at some point. The girl was beckoning me over, but I ignored her.
- The old man which looks back on the party in the alternate timeframe. This might have been a representation of me, although I am uncertain of that, so I'm going to count him as a character anyway.
At the party, the blond guy somehow got himself involved in making a bet, of which the details were unknown. All I know is he got carried away. He ended up somehow making a bet that would cause some type of suffering to people in a certain street. This is what the old man was reminiscing about, all the while sighing and saying things like 'If only...". He was staring blankly out of the window at the said street most of the time, a street which looked eerily quiet. The dream is very vague on the details, I don't know what the bet was about, or what it's consequences were.
At some point, I woke up. I believe this was because the dream had made it's point, and there was nothing left to say. There was graffiti on one of the walls of my room, and the same blueish atmosphere as during the party was there as well. I was surprised to see the graffiti there. That was the basis for lucidity.
Surprised? There's something odd about that. I just woke up... This couldn't have been done while I was asleep, I should have seen it when I went to bed as well! Well, that's strange. I should do an RC.
I looked at my hands, on which I had six fingers. Cue lucidity. My first thought was: "Well, now you've done it. That will kill the dream for sure.". I looked at my alarm clock to do a second RC, as I usually do them in pairs. The time actually remained pretty consistent, it took 22:22 (or 22:23, not completely sure) as it's starting point, and only varied by a few minutes. I did the RC a couple of times, and the only other time I'm sure I saw was 22:30. I was pretty intruiged that it was so accurate. Suddenly, as I wanted to look at the clock again, my vision started to get really blurry really fast. The dream was ending spontaneously, like all my lucids do. I wanted to stop it, so I opened my eyes really wide and tried to focus on what I could see. That stopped the dream from getting any blurrier for maybe a second, but after that it just continued on and I woke up for real.
I'm not really sure what to make of the non-lucid part. In the dream, I am an observer to an event that is going to cause some major unhappiness to at least one person in the future. I also see this person as he is reminiscing these events, it's possible I am seeing his memories. I don't know if there is any meaning in this, but if anybody does see some symbolism or meaning, I'd like to hear.
For the lucid part, I'm getting more and more familiar with the premature ending of all my lucids. What this dream seemed to suggest was that it is something (partially) out of my control. When I became lucid, I expected the dream to end quickly. If the endings are under my control, I would think my dream would start to degrade right after that thought. But when nothing happened, I just continued RC'ing, without the thought of the dream ending in my mind. But right on cue, it did begin to fade, and it actually caught me by surprise. I was busy with other things at that moment. All in all, I'm still nowhere near a solution, but each time I get lucid, I learn a little more. I just hope I can break through the 15-second barrier soon.
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