Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 10/1/2022
By Aler
The bridge is under construction, so we take a shuttle bus across the other bridge. It has to drive through a stone tunnel that is made of hewn stone bricks. It’s round and organic looking, with lots of turns and dead ends. We reach the end that is traversible by car and enter a metal door. There is a mechanical room behind, with pipes and orange light. It’s dim. We find a staircase down and into another room. Then another and another. It’s clear that there are only four or five versions of this room, and I say that it’s repeating itself. A man I’m with (I’m a woman in this dream) tells me to keep going. We finally enter a new version of the room. Inside is an enormous beast, breathing but not moving. It’s head in s a cross between a fish and a human, and takes up most of the room. We sneak past. Behind it is a pile of flesh and trash, leading up to a doorway. One companion climbs the hill, but is consumed. The man climbs and loses both legs and an arm, but makes it up. I lose one arm. We are now on a catwalk overlooking a huge industrial pit. It looks like a dead end. I’m told that I need to jump down to a lower level. I do so, and am somehow successful. We’ve both escaped the tunnels. We’re still missed by limbs, but there is no pain. In the second part of the dream, I am walking to the commons. It’s can see the northern lights above, very bright and pulsing over the city. As I get closer, I see that they reach all the way to the ground. I take a photo. They’re like a glowing snake. I post the photo online, then get afraid someone will recognize me. I modify the photo to make it less obvious who I am. The new version gets very few likes. I am on a grassy campus outside a building. I am fighting with my enemy, also a woman, with mid length dark hair. We are superheroes of some kind. I am still missing my arm. I need to ally with her to stop something else. I talk to her and we begin to kiss. It’s very nice. Also something about vacuuming my house and having to clean junk out of the vacuum hose. That was less exciting.