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Wednesday, May 8th, 2002 by CarbonCopy

I have always had extremely vivid and lucid dreams when I can remember them. I can interact and control things and events in my dreams. In my good dreams, I have visions of fantastic lands and cities. All of them always have impossible architecture, landscapes and creatures. They are always fantastic images from the start, and usually extremely vibrant. Its almost like I am in a movie.

Color is very interesting in my dreams. Its like it is extremely amplified and over saturated. If the sky is blue, it is almost like a pale indigo or cobalt. The reds are always rich. Sound is also extremely rich in my dreams. It almost seems to be a much greater range of sound than I could normally hear.

I can always interact in my dreams, and the decisions I make in my dreams affect the outcome…

Unless it’s a nightmare…

My nightmares are just as vivid as my “good” dreams, only more so. I can feel heat and cold and tolerate much greater extremes of temperature, in my nightmares, than in real life. I can feel pain in my nightmares, sometimes exclusively. That is, if I feel something, it is only pain and nothing else.

I have a reoccurring theme in my nightmares. It always involves me being dead or dying in some way, unable to be with my Wife Julie. Some people might say that my nightmares sound like the movie "What Dreams May Come." I have been having this nightmare far longer then that movie has existed, even as a concept.

No mater what I do in my nightmares, unlike my “good” dreams, it can never have any affect on the outcome. Something always happens or gets in the way.

Last night I had a nightmare. It was very short. I dreamed that I was on a bus on my way to my Grandparents’ old house in south Seattle. The odd thing was that it was a school bus, yet I was as old as I am now. There was an Earthquake, and the bus stopped.  We had a clear view of Downtown Seattle and the buildings began to crumble and fall. People began to get off the bus and I noticed Julie following them. Before I could get out of the bus, the ground opened up and swallowed it whole.

My greatest fear is leaving this Earth before Julie, my Wife, does. I know I could tolerate being alone, but I never want her to be alone. Never…

I’m sure a shrink would have a field day with my dreams.

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