The Assassin Breeder
The following dream occurred on 2008-10-03 and marks the turning point in my lucid dreaming efforts. It was preceded by intense training of awareness and dream recall. Though it did not represent a lucid experience, it was utterly strange, extremely vivid and deeply emotional. I had lucid dreams before, but after that dream, a period began, during which I had an average of about 5 lucid experiences per week, some of which were quite extraordinary.
»I stand at the huge entrance of an enormous futuristic complex bearing the charm of a grey concrete and black metal cathedral with giant reflectively coated glass windows. From the dark and rainy city street I enter the monumental structure consisting of just one gigantic room. The ceiling is so high that I can't even see it. A steel stairway attached along the outer wall leads to a higher platform from where I have an overview of the whole place. From a metal rail extruding from the wall and extending over the lenght of the platform hang a number of shiny black plastic bags - like shirts in a garderobe. Inside the bags, there are human beings connected to tubes and cables. They live, but dangle apathetically and utterly unresponsive in their racks. I am one of those who run this place, an agent of some secret organisation.In a memory vision I perceive one of our "tools" purposefully chasing through the night. "It" is wearing some kind of black full body armor - an exoskeleton? - and moves with superhuman speed and agility across a glass dome at the top of another city building. Yet without their armor, they are vulnerable like a naked snail.
Something is wrong. The main cables are detaching from the static bodies. Still hanging in the racks, they regain consciousness and react irritated and afraid. I try to calm them and know that we have to flee from the building. I command the other agents - apparently in charge - to get the now sobbing beings out of here. Together with another agent I lift a man from his rack, detaching remaining cables and tubes. He is blind and incapable of walking. With his arms around our necks we carry him down the stairs and out of the building. We want to take him into a high-riser with a glass front, that is also used by our organization, just outside the facility.
Entering the empty lobby, I discover that the congress hall is occupied for some bigger event. Through the door I see numerous participants, mostly elderly men in suits. I wonder why none of them looks familiar to me and why I haven't been informed about the event. Alternatively we take our charge to a smaller quarter and put him on a bed located within. He instantly falls asleep with exhaustion and I pull a blanket over his pale and skinny body.
Sleeping soundly, he looks like a child, although he is grown-up. We use those people as assassins. I lean against one of the clear glass panes that make up one side of the room and start to weep. What have we done to them? My membership in the organization ends at this very moment, that is for certain.«
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- Planewalker sagt…@lemmefly: First of all - as stated above, it marked the beginning of a very interesting period, second, it stands out for its alien strangeness and third, it was emotionally very demanding. After all that time my recall of it is still clearer than my records. I didn't visit that scenery again... yet.
- lemmefly sagt…Hi, looks like you have been busy working over your site. I like the new design. Hopefully you will follow up with a lot of nice articles, reports and similar content. I have a question about that dream. What exactly made this dream stand out so much compared to others? You said it wasn't lucid, so it was probably very intense emotionally. It's not always easy to transport this intensity to readers of a dream report, I know, but there had to be something very special in it if you say that it was a turning point and triggered a series of many many lucid dreams. Have you ever returned to the stage of that dream later?
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