A handwritten version of this dream was first published in the first issue of The Handwritten Newsletter.
When I realize this is our new home, I ask the man if we came here on a ship.
“Of course we did,” he grunts and wants no more discussion.
A boy appears.
A little boy, who only a moment ago was a toddler inside.
A girl is with us. She is his friend. When we see the boy again, he has turned into a youth.
All this happens in a short span of time.
We have to continue onward but the young man remains here outside the sphere.
Some time passes.
I am outside.
When I look to the left I notice a small grove of trees.
Right above them I see the message in the clouds.
YES YES HER!
The boy who is a man wants to be with the girl who is a woman.
Then, after this has come to pass, I look up at the sky and I see it.
I see our world.
We are in the center of this globe-verse.
Our planet is inside a sphere and there are more continents on the inside surface of the sphere.
What is outside? Is that where he is?
Do you remember your dreams? What is your theory of the meaning or purpose of dreams? Here are a couple of more dream posts if you enjoy this kind of stuff:
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Check out No End Code, my sci-fi anthology, which is based on my dreams.
I think you captured the shifting strangeness and ambiguity of the dreamland very well here, Minna.