
Since September the 1st 2012, I'd re-opened a Dream Diary. In an effort to connect or communicate with whatever DREAMS are; be they simple ordering of the day's events, dreaming for those who can't or some sort of inter-stellar communication device between the galaxies.
I have no idea; but I love experimentation.
All through September, I had this series of laborious, pointless and 'messageless' dreams. I wrote them all down, dilligently, day after day. Nothing much of interest, really. Rather mundane. Plain.
Two weeks ago I stopped updating the Dream Diary. Stopped entering the dates. Stopped waiting for some 'ultimate communication' or a return of Lucid Dreaming, at least. It was just dead dull dreary everyday imagery of stuff that didn't (really) relate to my day but was just strange enough to be considered 'dream content'.
So, I ignored it.
This morning, at about 5:59 am, I had a wonderfully meaningly and vivid dream, in color. I know it was in color because of that image there of the blue/red communication device. Here's a quick render of it in 3DS Max.
