I had two dreams in which I traveled into the future:
My first adventure into the future was quite odd to say the least, but also quite vivid. This dream wasn't lucid (I haven't had one as of yet).
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The first part of the dream that I can remember begins with me and a group of others whom, although I had never met them before, I felt a strong bond with. We were walking in a grassy field, which to me felt like the type of grassy median area between the two sets of lanes on the highway, but much larger across. As we were walking, I had noticed that the sky was becoming stormy and dark, a common theme in my dreams. I reasoned we were in the mid-south, possibly Kansas. There must have been buildings or a populated area nearby, as I felt the presence of civilization.
Suddenly a tornado (or something similar) began to form and touched down no more than 100 yards ahead of us. I hadn't noticed any wind or outside disturbance caused by the storm. This had sparked my curiosity, and my group and I set off towards the storm.
We had reached the edge of it, at which I think I saw an inner glowing with flashes flying through it, some type of electrical activity I thought.
There was a sudden rush of excitement as I realized that the group was going to go into the storm to see what would happen, and the next thing I new I saw the world around me spinning and aging quite rapidly. Before I knew what happened it all had stopped.
The world around me now felt desolate and deserted, a stark contrast to the 'feeling' of population/civilization I had felt before entering the storm. I looked around with my group, and everything seemed much different. There was a large amount of organic overgrowth with odd looking structures which seemed to be 'built' out of plants themselves.
As we approached the nearest building, it became clear that they were in fact made of plant material (similar to the Iskaii buildings of a game called Albion back in the mid-90's for PC). We entered the structure and walked through it. There was little light, except for the occasional hole in the roof which casted rays of light through the interior.
I remember thinking at this point that we were far, far into the future, possibly hundreds of thousands, or even millions, of years. The vegetation had looked very exotic, nothing like I had seen before.
At this point I looked to one of the walls and saw a mirror (odd in an organic building isn't it) and my reflection soon came into view. I was standing next to a female in my group wearing an orange jumpsuit, but I soon was drawn to our faces. We were much older. I was in my 40's or 50's (I'm 17 in real life), and remember being startled at the wrinkles on my face.
At this point the dream began to fade and I woke up.
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The second dream was a little more concrete than the last. It isn't time traveling in the conventional sense, but rather the dream itself had accelerated through time (read on to understand):
I don't quite remember the details of the beginning, but I remember that I had committed some type of horrible crime or something, which had caused the local authorities or government to search for me. In a frantic panic I left the house I was in (it felt like "my" house, but it wasn't one I had ever lived in) and fled to the fence in my backyard.
At this point I thought of only two options: either surrender and possibly face incarceration or worse, death, -or- as odd as it sounds, I reasoned I could hop the fence into the old woman's yard behind us (I've never lived near an old woman in real life) and hide in the underbrush and bushes until the search was over. I figured the latter option was the best, so I hopped the fence.
At this point it became clear that I was either my current real age, or possibly younger (I felt a bit younger). I then felt an odd but smooth acceleration of time. I viewed everything in the third person, and although everything was in a rapid blur, I remembered everything that happened as it did so, as if the memories were popping into my brain instantly.
In a matter of moments the acceleration ended, and I was back in my body. I had all the memories of the past two years (which I had spent surviving in this old woman's back yard, which must have been quite large for me to have remained unnoticed for so long).
I remember a feeling of awe, or possibly a bit of bewilderment, as it had suddenly dawned on me that everything I knew earlier in my life had changed. My parent's were gone and moved away, thinking I was either dead or missing forever; my friends were gone; everything I knew had changed during my period of isolation.
It became obvious to me that two years was generally enough for my appearances to have changed enough for me to safely go back into the public. I had then hopped back over the fence, and suddenly found myself in the yard of another house than I had remembered.
I felt I should enter the house, so I opened the back door and found myself in the house of an old friend I had in real life (I had moved away from the area a few years back). I found my friend sitting in his room, looking juvenile, like I remembered him years back before I moved away. This struck me as odd, as I had aged two years, and yet he was still the same age.
I think that I must have been quite young now that I look back on the dream for my friends age to make sense: if I was already quite young, aging two years to reach the age I remember my friend would thus explain the anomaly.
I remember talking to my friend, asking him about all the changes I had missed. I think I remember him telling me that his parents were gone, or perhaps many adults had died, I'm not sure, but I felt a general feeling of sorrow coming from him.
The dream began to fade, and I woke up.
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And there ya go!
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