I used to have a recurring dream about an old house. It wasn't run down or spooky or anything, in fact it seemed to be well cared for; merely unoccupied. The funny thing is the location would change from one dream to the next - I would go from exploring the house one time, to various parts of the grounds in subsequent dreams. Or I might be in a different part of the village, but always with this house in there somewhere even if it wasn't used as a location. The level of consistency always struck me that it might be a real place, though I'm sure I've never been there if it is. Then I happened to tell someone about it and it appears to have killed it, as I don't think I ever dreamed it again.
I'd love to go lucid and try to resurrect it.
I'd love to go lucid and try to resurrect it.
At the age of five, Skagra decided emphatically that God did not exist. This revelation tends to make most people in the universe who have it react in one of two ways - with relief or with despair. Only Skagra responded to it by thinking, 'Wait a second. That means there's a situation vacant.'
