Thread: The subconscious is an amazing thing...

*sigh* I was just finishing this HUGE post when the window decided to close spontaneously. Damn. All over again, I guess.

Just about half hour ago I had a lucid dream. Basically, I had a false awakening, and started to write down the details of my previous dream in my dream journal. I think the fact that I no longer HAVE a dream journal was part of the reason why I thought this may be a dream. Anyway, my favourite reality check (the nose pinch) quickly reaffirmed that this was a dream. Then I tried going through the closed door of my room to the living room, but my head had trouble passing through, unlike the rest of my body which went smoothly.

As I finally pushed my head, face first, through, I emerged on the other side with a very blurry vision. But after several seconds, part of my vision became cristal clear - but only a small section, a "crack". The rest of my field of view remained very fuzzy, to the point it was difficult to navigate around the room.

I then visualized that there's a clay mask over my face, that was smeared across my eyes when I tried to push my head through agressively. I then went to a nearby mirror and pealed this clay off my face (sure looked weird...) and it worked in focusing my vision.

And then, I made a huge mistake. Figuring out that if I'm already in front of a mirror, why won't I take a deeper look and see what scares all those people so much. So there I was, gazing deeply into the mirror, the reflection of which became not entirely clear. I started approaching the mirror to get a better look. The more I approached, the worse I felt. A feeling that something bad is about to happen. The only thing I could see in the mirror for certainly was that I seemed to have TWO reflections, not one. The normal one, and another, fainter one beside it. Two me's in the mirror. As I approached the feeling of impending doom intensified, to the point I had to force myself to go on. And then...

Puff. A FLOATING HEAD appeared in the air in front of me. NOT inside the mirror, but in the space between me and the mirror! And it had my face on it! The head screamed (although I don't remember it opening its mouth). I was sent into a spiral of terror that awoke me.

I woke up in pretty much the same position and lighting as the false awakening before. But after several intensive reality checks, I was convinced this was for real. I got up, and after a couple of minutes I got curious, and went to take a thorough look into the same mirror, in real life this time.

Sure enough, there were two reflections of me, not one. That's because there's a mirror that we don't use, that I totally forgot about, leaning on the wall right across the mirror I was looking at!! I basically saw my ordinary reflection, and the reflection of my BACK in the mirror behind me. So one "me" was the ordinary reflection, the other "me" was farther, and facing the opposite direction.

After awhile I came back to have another thorough look into the mirror, and made another interesting discovery. From a very specific angle, you can just see my face reflecting off the mirror behind me, making it the third reflection. You need to be pretty close to the mirror and stand at a certain angle to see it, and the reflection is much smaller than the others. Floating head anybody?

I find it hard to believe it was a coincidence. Damn, that subcon must be one hell of a processing machine...