"Akashic Records And Antique Shop"? Or Just A Random Dream?, page 1
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Topic started on 16-1-2011 @ 07:59 PM by this_is_who_we_are
I've had the idea for writing this thread for a couple of weeks now since the dream. At least I think I had the dream a couple of weeks ago. Surely not more than that. Sometimes I have the random dream like everyone else, but more often than not I go to "The Same Place" in my dreams, meaning the same metroploitan lanscsape, where different things happen. It's recognizable upon waking up as "the same place".

See:

Who Else Seems To Go To The Same Place Every Night In Their Dreams?
www.abovetopsecret.com...

The dream I shall relate in this thread may or may not have been in that "Same Place". I was outside only briefly at the beginning of the dream and didn't get to survey the surroundings much.
That's why I've created this thread specifically for this dream.

Some other reasons I've decided to create this thread:

1. The dream was unusually vivid for a dream that didn't seem to be that "Same Place".
2. I was able to turn lights on and off, something I usually can't do in my dreams.
3. I could read text in this dream. Usually I can't make out what anything written says in my dreams.
4. If this is a "real" place, perhaps someone else on ATS has been there, and I'd like to know what they know.

The Dream:

I was outside walking along a sidewalk in an area that seemed to be zoned for retail and warehousing. I entered a long, low, two or three story building that seemed from the outside to be a warehouse. I don't recall being with anyone on the outside of this building, but as I began to explore the interior, it was apparent that I was with someone. I believe it was a woman. It seems to me that we both had decided to explore the building. It was not apparent whether this was an abandoned warehouse or not. (Thinking back it semed to have an air of decay, disrepair or something. Kind of like some of the areas in the dream-place in my other thread.) I think I was on the second or third floor when I noticed she was with me. I don't recall ever being on the ground floor. We were looking down a very long "isle" which ran parallel to one of the exterior walls. There were warehouse type windows running down the lenght of this wall, and at the end there seemed to be a doorway which opened on a anteroom or some type of vestibule or stairwell. Perhaps it was a stairwell with a door on the other side leading to the rest of the floor we were on. That seems about right. In the stairwell or anteroom in addition to the door leading farther into the warehouse there was a firedoor leading to the outside on the righthand side. Pehaps to a gangway/walkway fire escape kind of structure. It also led to the roof. I remember this because at some point in the dream I became separated from the woman who had apparently gone back to this door to try and find a way out of he building. I remember she wanted me to go with her to the roof, but I had become absorbed with examining the rows of items in the building.

There were piles and piles of books. Some on shelves, many were simply piled up. Like a used book store. There were other things in addition to books. Before the woman and I became separated, I had picked up a small dark blue "vase". You might call it a miniature vase. In the vase there was some kind of dried flower or something sililar. I aked her what this little vase-like thing was and she told me something like "It's what they used to call a buffet in the old days".

Anyway, I think it was shortly after this that she left for the "roof". I didn't see her in the dream again. As a matter of fact, I don't really remember seeing her at all, just conversing with her.

So, I'm making my way farther down the isle towards the far end and find another door or archway leading into a room filled with various musical instruments. It reminds me of your typical music instrument store. There were keyboards, electric guitars, acoustic guitars, drum kits, etc. Apparently there were more electric guitars than acoustic. I decided to look around this room briefly, and saw a couple acoustic guitars mixed in with the others. In this dram-world guitars are apparently displayed laying on their sides instead of in the typical veritical position. Anyway, I picked up one of the guitars. It was a highly polished laquered black acoustic. I tried playing a few chords. I picked up another and noticed there were other people in this room lookong at things to. The second guitar I picked up said on the tag that it was a "Renaissance guitar" from the Grumman company. There is to my knowlede no company that makes guitars called Grumman. I did however check out Renaissance style guitars on the web the next day and found the one in my dream resembled the general style of Renaissance guitars, except that it was full size.

Unfortunately I don't recall any titles of any of the books I saw in this place. I could read them though which is unusual for me in dreams, and while wandering around in this warehouse I turned on lights which I usually can't do in dreams either. Usually when I flip the switch or pull the cord nothing happens. In this dream the lights were the single bulb type you might find in a basement with a dangling string to pull.

That's pretty much all I can remember. Except I think near the end of the dream I went through the door in the "stairwell" leading to the outside/roof/fire escape to look for the woman who was with me.

I should keep a dream journal beside my bed. Pehaps if I had immediately written this up upon waking certain other details would have been remembered.

So what do you think? Random dream? Akashic Records and Antique Shop?


reply posted on 17-1-2011 @ 08:58 PM by this_is_who_we_are
reply to post by crazydaisy



The thing that stands out to me the most was my ability within the dream to actually have the light come on when I flipped the switch or pulled the cord. And my ability to actually read what the words were on book covers and labels. Too bad the only bit of text I remember is from the guitar displays, instead of the countless books. And the way the objects seemed truly "there" in three dimensions - especially the depth of the colors. The way the scene was lit. Like dusk. Typically whenever I'm in that "dream-place" where I typically go (see the referenced thread somewhere above) the light seems to be just around dusk, turning to night. The light semed kind of like that in this dream. And the walking down the sidewalk part too.


reply posted on 18-1-2011 @ 12:57 AM by this_is_who_we_are
As for the building itself... well, none of the photos I posted seem an exact representation, but they all seem to have some common theme I can't quite put into words. Take this one for example:



The building itself looked nothing like this from the outside, but somehow the color palette, the houses in the background, the dusk-like lighting... I don't know. Something about the atmosphere in this one rings true, even though the actual building does not.

And this one:



The lighting is pretty much dead on. Except in this dream, as well as in the other ones where I seem to be in the same "city" it seems that it's damp. Like it rained earlier. Like that feeling you get when you go out on a spring evening. At dusk. Kind of misty. Not really misty though. More damp than misty. It's hard to put my finger on it.

And then there's this one that I elaborated on earlier:



It doesn't go at all with the other two. You know what I mean? But if you could imagine a long narrow kind of space like this with the same kind of slightly claustrophobic feel to it, kind of turning here and there, piles of stuff everywhere, shelves and tables full of books and things. And windows. warehouse kind of windows that tilt open to the outside at the top. I'll try to find a photo...

Only took a couple minutes to find some examples:

These two have the lighting dead on. It's like being there.



This is a good example of the type of windows that ran the length of the place, but the lighting is off, they're a little to0 modern and the only thing you could see outside was more of the warehouse going off to the right, with a catwalk running the length of the building, stairs and maybe some kind of courtyard or something:


edit on 1/18/2011 by this_is_who_we_are because: typos, moved photo



reply posted on 27-10-2011 @ 01:52 AM by this_is_who_we_are
This posters vision is eerily similar to my dream:

This Specific Vision Taunts Me
www.abovetopsecret.com...
by OneLife
started on 10/27/2011 @ 02:06 AM

Originally posted by OneLife
I'm going for a run to clear the head, but I just wanted to type up a vision that continually taunts me, and it feels like, the vision itself, is clawing at the back of my 'soul'. I post to see if anyone has experienced this before..

I cannot describe it other then true beauty. That it is all that I desire, yet what gets me is that it doesn't seem impossible to bring to life, because of the immense beauty. For instance, I see a wall covered in mesmerizing colors and patterns, and I know it is held inside a castle, I just cannot see the outside of the castle, I can only see the inside of it.

There is a massive vase on a smooth, intricate, chiseled wooden 'stand', covered in even more awe inspiring colors and patterns. Separate from this room I see another room. Tongues of controllable flame line the doorway, not dark flames, but very bright, very clear, and upon entrance you feel a different air. Just like a remote muted every voice in your head, so they are gone. So your eyes can lay sight to the splendid delight that lines the walls, shelves upon shelves of old tomes from the years back of lost history, every piece written in one of those tomes. They are not books of this day and age, but books that have been given the highest regard.

Everything is formed out of compassion it feels like, out of.. being aware of what they've done. It's getting away from the vision, but it seems the entire vision has been crafted, from every tiny detail and atom, by full awareness, full compassion, not one ounce of hate, fear, ignorance, just pure.. life.

It wouldn't bother me to post if it weren't scratching at the back of me like this entire.. vision.. wants to get out, wants to jump through licks of flame, to breeze through mountain tops of snow, unrelentlessly flowing through anything that blocks it, until it reaches its destination.

Is someone able to, willing to, inform me of what this is? It's draining my energy completely, I'm starting to feel regret.. And I'm only 20 years old, not 80.

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