WhiteBird
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I had dreamt a place entirely of concrete towers. these towers had stairwells wrapped around them like a corkscrew. The sun was forever setting along the horizon and I could not tell were it was setting, I just knew it was setting, as the orange hue of the light was like a sunset. The shadows would make almost jungle-like cascade of dark concrete and well lit concrete, because these towers that went on almost forever onto the horizon, they would differ in height. Some the stairwell would have pauses in the curvature to have a balcony with a door. Sometimes I thought I had saw someone dwelling within them, but all that was to accompany me was the sound of wind, and base of the towers which was soft sand.
I know there is meaning behind every dream, maybe I feel lonely, maybe I feel overwhelmed, I do not know. Places in dreams rather than people can tell more about the self than I thought possible. I have never once remembered a person in my dream that I did not personally know in real life. Perhaps it is because I am a man and we dream of things more than people and the contrary is true for women. What does that truly mean, is this my most natural state? an endless tour of geometry, or a journey to associate these places and have them become me, becoming the dream or person I dream. My truest state is solitude?
I know there is meaning behind every dream, maybe I feel lonely, maybe I feel overwhelmed, I do not know. Places in dreams rather than people can tell more about the self than I thought possible. I have never once remembered a person in my dream that I did not personally know in real life. Perhaps it is because I am a man and we dream of things more than people and the contrary is true for women. What does that truly mean, is this my most natural state? an endless tour of geometry, or a journey to associate these places and have them become me, becoming the dream or person I dream. My truest state is solitude?
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