dream

I was at the nearby shopping district, and the store signs and people's t-shirts around me sent secret messages to me from god. God was myself. I don't remember what sort of messages they were.
After leaving there I went to the field behind my house. I was running through the grass and my neighbor, who was helping to turn the field into a marathon track, called out to me. There was a very strong rain that night and lots of things had fallen apart. The neighbor told me she had seen my lost dog in the bar that doesn't exist, near the house that doesn't exist, but maybe did, once. To reach this bar I had to go through the underground stairs(they also don't exist) and they were all broken, because of the rain. I forgot my shoes and my bag. My bag was with a kid, inside the house near the bar. He had my old phone, the one that was given to my grandpa shortly before he died. The ceiling inside the house was giving out and I hit my head the its lowest point. The house's living room floor was circled by dirt where it wasn't tiled, and on the dirt where toys I had as a child, all very, very faded by the sun

dream

I was in the crew of a boat going through a bay. I had found some sort of treasure but in turn had my ability to talk taken away. My crewmate could hear my thoughts. He said I hadn't lost my ability to talk: I had learned the language of the ancients, that was only in vibrations—which he knew and could feel. He said he could hear me even if I was all the way across the waterfall caves. He and I got off the ship and into his rowboat and sat with our backs to each other—I don't remember anything from here on.

dream

Dreamed I was in a city I had never seen before. At some point, I "died", and became some sort of ghost. Everyone saw a rotting broken doll when they looked at my body, except for the girl who loved me. We were inside an abandoned school, trying to figure out what had happened to me. My family—not my irl one, I had an older brother and a younger sister—had buried a doll in my place. It looked like something bad had happened at the abandoned school, because the school's pool was full of corpses(dolls?). After a while some people arrived, and they could see me as I really was. The girl that loved me dissapeared and I found her face-down in the water at the school's very big attic. There was a giant blue robot with her, and I was scared it would kill me too, so I ran away.

Downstairs, a scientist stopped us(as in, the other people who had arrived at the school and me) and explained that we had been infected by an alien virus that would allow us to pilot the robots. One of our organs had been substituted by an artificial one, and that's why normal humans couldn't see us. There was a big window through which we could see a lot of pilots playing around with their mechs. Some of them looked like superheroes, some of them looked like bugs(as in the shugods from King Ohger) and the pilot showing them to us said they weren't scary at all.

My gums fell from my mouth like dentures. I put them back but they hurt, and I knew that was my robot calling me. I climbed the stairs to the attic. The girl that loved me was encased in a blue gel that seemed to come from the robot. I tripped and fell through the mech and into a sea of blue gel. I swam up, and up, until a red interface (a sectioned red circle with CLEAR written under it) appeared. I was transported to a pure white, spherical room, and I knew the girl was safe, and I knew I would be safe with this robot. I woke up—