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Jun. 29th, 2009 09:27 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
damselfishI have been having some vertigo inspiring dreams that aren't really vertigo inspiring to my dreamself. Recently I have:
1) Been in a space room. Literally, it is a room of space and I floated around and nudged stars into more interesting combinations. Then I bumped into space walls and bounced off and broke all my constellations.
2) Had a really crazy dream where a robot and I had to land a plane in a weird city and all the cars in the parking lot where kind of swirled around like they had been caught in a tornado that only stirred them up. The robot would create massive Gs with every tight, precision turn and nearly brought us to our deaths by coming within inches of the same building several times. Dreamself was pleased, though.
3) Been a space fighter of some sort. The closest description I have is something like Battlestar Galactica, except I only watched enough episodes of BSG to find it more boring than the commercial breaks. So there I was, piloting my space craft and blinking around the universe with my... what, hyperspace jump drive, whatever I hate sci-fi and explaining it so it's now my magical blinkie jumpy shit. I was engaged in a pitched battle against Those Other Guys, and received the call to return to base. I engaged my MBJS drive and appeared in front of the base in a suitable flash of light.
The base was made up of spars, like the tripod spars you see on the ISS*. Only these were huge, filled with shimmering lights from countless windows. I came out near the top, but the spire plunged away below me so far I couldn't see the bottom. It pierced through a gently swirling nebulous cloud, its dust stirred up by all the small ships flitting about on various errands, and my dreamself felt her stomach give way at the sight. She knew reasonably that this is space, there's no such thing as falling in space, but she could just imagine tumbling down, down, down to wherever the station ended.
It was the only dream I had where dreamself remembered that I am absolutely terrified of heights. Shame, because the imagery was amazing and not a little bit awe-inspiring.
*I have no idea what they're called, if bigger nerds than I would fill me in I would really appreciate it because the not knowing is killing me.
