PTZ
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Never really had any nightmares as a kid, definitely not any recurring ones except one very odd one I'll try to describe.
In this dream all there is, is a blank empty void. Just white, empty space with nothing visible. Only thing there is a sort of string or a line running horizontally and absolutely straight across it all. I'm not sure if I can describe it as visible, like I'm not sure if the void really 'looked' white or just seemed white, but if that central line had a color it was grey or black.
In intervals there rode along pulses or vibrations on the line from left to right. The normal state was when there were either no pulses or only small pulses and with regular times between them, and with the small pulses it was as if they were quantized. There was a smallest possible size for them which was the most pleasant and ones which were slightly larger fell into specific sizes. That was beautiful and serene.
But what made it a 'nightmare' were the larger pulses. These ones were discordant and brought an awful rumbling sort of feeling with them and felt terrible in that 'nails on a chalkboard' way. Most often before the larger pulses there was a buildup to it, a feeling of a gathering storm with a timespan where the pulses would tend to grow larger and larger. Sometimes it would grow so large that instead of separate pulses it just became a constant stream of awful. But it wasn't so predictable all the time. Sometimes it would be calm for a long while, with a slow oscillation in the intensity but staying low and pleasant when out of nowhere a huge wave would crash in.
So when the pulses started growing I started to fear of how long and how bad it might get, and even when all was calm i still feared that at any moment it could change and chaos could take over. In the end I think it was heavily affected by that tension and anxiety about the coming discord, and it was often that very anxiety that brought about the chaos into the dreamspace.
In this dream all there is, is a blank empty void. Just white, empty space with nothing visible. Only thing there is a sort of string or a line running horizontally and absolutely straight across it all. I'm not sure if I can describe it as visible, like I'm not sure if the void really 'looked' white or just seemed white, but if that central line had a color it was grey or black.
In intervals there rode along pulses or vibrations on the line from left to right. The normal state was when there were either no pulses or only small pulses and with regular times between them, and with the small pulses it was as if they were quantized. There was a smallest possible size for them which was the most pleasant and ones which were slightly larger fell into specific sizes. That was beautiful and serene.
But what made it a 'nightmare' were the larger pulses. These ones were discordant and brought an awful rumbling sort of feeling with them and felt terrible in that 'nails on a chalkboard' way. Most often before the larger pulses there was a buildup to it, a feeling of a gathering storm with a timespan where the pulses would tend to grow larger and larger. Sometimes it would grow so large that instead of separate pulses it just became a constant stream of awful. But it wasn't so predictable all the time. Sometimes it would be calm for a long while, with a slow oscillation in the intensity but staying low and pleasant when out of nowhere a huge wave would crash in.
So when the pulses started growing I started to fear of how long and how bad it might get, and even when all was calm i still feared that at any moment it could change and chaos could take over. In the end I think it was heavily affected by that tension and anxiety about the coming discord, and it was often that very anxiety that brought about the chaos into the dreamspace.
