I did not want to give this too much attention but the itching feeling in the back of my brain wont let me let it go
i have minimal, basic knowledge of this side of things being dreams and astrals and that jazz so im hoping i can get some clarity
You see, for the longest time i had lived on casually thinking, and that others also knew - of a place.
this particular place used to be very vivid but now im only going off of impressions,
So, after leaving my school yard you would be in a tight street and walking out one of the houses on the corner
was freely accessible, like walk into their yard/garden type accessible
From there you go through a door and its not a room rather a bare wall archeological type, from there you go down
on the bottom (i dont know how deep, i have the least amount of awareness of this part) there is water up to the ankles
and old timey double door entrance, each step would splash about and i clearly remember other kids going here during our lunch break
but looking back i cant place a single person i knew to be there, inside is what i now dare to call a sort of temple-ish thing
there were water fountains 2 by 2 on either side and stone plaque on the wall. There was white marble type tiles here
I dont remember what the plaque read, nor that i ever really cared about it. You just go here walk around and then climb back out and to class.
the fact that i was not wet up to my knees adds to it beinga dreamscape (i guess?)
I forgot about the whole thing completely until recently, talking to someone on League of Legends of all the damn places triggered something and i dreamt
of this place. Waking up i debated if i constructed this all right then but no, i think i dead ass believed there to be a place like this for over 15+ years.
It was there... im sure it was, i was super casual about it like everyone knew too. I don't like this feeling.
Opinions? At this point i feel like i would like it more to even be some hell i was dragged off to rather than nothing at all, i can't understate how
sure i was this place was real.
I assume that in getting a proper diagnosis more info would help and, as far as dreaming goes i used to have quite the nightmares
the types where your brain betrays you, i had one where a priest was killing us kids on the playground by the church and being clever i played dead
the dude did the Bane spine crusher on me. Later in life i had a series of paralysis and the shadow people thing with a friend but after we figured out
you block those by simply sleeping on your stomach i never had issues again. a few more of those but none ever like the water temple. Thoughts? Analysis?
i have minimal, basic knowledge of this side of things being dreams and astrals and that jazz so im hoping i can get some clarity
You see, for the longest time i had lived on casually thinking, and that others also knew - of a place.
this particular place used to be very vivid but now im only going off of impressions,
So, after leaving my school yard you would be in a tight street and walking out one of the houses on the corner
was freely accessible, like walk into their yard/garden type accessible
From there you go through a door and its not a room rather a bare wall archeological type, from there you go down
on the bottom (i dont know how deep, i have the least amount of awareness of this part) there is water up to the ankles
and old timey double door entrance, each step would splash about and i clearly remember other kids going here during our lunch break
but looking back i cant place a single person i knew to be there, inside is what i now dare to call a sort of temple-ish thing
there were water fountains 2 by 2 on either side and stone plaque on the wall. There was white marble type tiles here
I dont remember what the plaque read, nor that i ever really cared about it. You just go here walk around and then climb back out and to class.
the fact that i was not wet up to my knees adds to it beinga dreamscape (i guess?)
I forgot about the whole thing completely until recently, talking to someone on League of Legends of all the damn places triggered something and i dreamt
of this place. Waking up i debated if i constructed this all right then but no, i think i dead ass believed there to be a place like this for over 15+ years.
It was there... im sure it was, i was super casual about it like everyone knew too. I don't like this feeling.
Opinions? At this point i feel like i would like it more to even be some hell i was dragged off to rather than nothing at all, i can't understate how
sure i was this place was real.
I assume that in getting a proper diagnosis more info would help and, as far as dreaming goes i used to have quite the nightmares
the types where your brain betrays you, i had one where a priest was killing us kids on the playground by the church and being clever i played dead
the dude did the Bane spine crusher on me. Later in life i had a series of paralysis and the shadow people thing with a friend but after we figured out
you block those by simply sleeping on your stomach i never had issues again. a few more of those but none ever like the water temple. Thoughts? Analysis?
