The first part of this morning I dreamt that I was on some sort of concert. It seemed kinda unserious for quite a while. Lots of people I know was there, and such. After some unclear stuff, I remember a boy with a big piano, (a little boy, and he wasn't on the stage. He was below, facing the stage) and he was extremely, extremely good, playing perfectly, and took big octaves with his small hands. I don't remember much more of that dream, but it might have been a part of another dream, where we also started out in a concert hall. It was like a school where we lived at, or something like that. There was some competition or show, and I can remember that me and another guy (older than me, but can't remember who.. probably no one I knew) were standing on some first stage thing in the air in a huge room. We were gonna jump up a long way to another stage thing. It was like a floor floating in air, and we were competing with someone else. We seemed to be able to jump a lot higher than usual, several meters. That went fine for a long time, until the last stage. It was ridiculously high up, and we could just touch it with our fingertips on our highest jump, and no one else made it either. But then the guy I was working with, took some blue thing out of his pocket. I recognized it, it was something I had seen before, but I really haven't. If you stepped on it, and jumped, you would jump extremely high. We kinda just did it for jokes, cause we weren't supposed to make that jump. So I had to stand on his feet, while he jumped, and we flew up to the ceiling before we fell down, landing on the last and final stage. It was really just for jokes, but we won the competition and a lot, and I told people afterwards that we had used that thing, which they seemed aware of, but it was all just... funny, in a way.
Later, I remember that I was suddenly standing somewhere about in the middle of the distance between my house and the school. I had no backpack or anything (other than clothes..) so I thought I had walked home from school without bringing any of my stuff home. But after some more thinking, I realised that I had sleep walked there, and spent some time being amazed how far I had sleep walked (I never sleep walk), and then after some more I realized that I just had to wake up. So I woke up, and sat up. But something felt wrong, so I turned on the bedlight next to me, but it wouldn't turn on, just in some distant, strange way. Then I realized again that this couldn't be real, and it was hard to make myself actually wake up, but when I did (suddenly waking up lying down) I knew I was awake.
Some time after I got to that point again, where I could tell before it happened that I would get sleep paralysis. People say that's impossible, but I changed position and stared at my chair in the room. It very often seems to be when I wish for something, or think in a certain way that I get sleep paralysis. The first time was some weird illusion though. My eyes was open all the time, and it must have been some sort of dream, cause I saw through the room, and at the same time it felt like I slid down from the bed and while looking up against the ceiling, I slid all the way over the room to my door, and opened it (while lying on my back, which isn't done in 1 second, and I can't even open doors if I'm not actually doing it). The vision was blended with the two things. I could see both at once with my eyes. Looking towards the chair or whatever, and sliding across the room. It didn't feel like anything else than a dream either.
I think I had another sleep paralysis afterwards, where I span around and around (like a rolling motion), but this might have been part of the first one, I'm not sure.
Not too long after, I got sleep paralysis again, the third(?) and last time and I knew it. I tried to do what I've always wanted to do in sleep paralysis. I felt the table next to me with my hand, and tried to recognize things. Some things were like my real table, but it seemed all to be something that I made up. The table had a hole in one of its legs. In real, that hole is on the other leg. I also felt the book on my table. But it was a huge pile of books, and with loose papers on top. When I got out of sleep paralysis afterwards, the book pile (which I already knew was there, it always is) was a lot smaller, and definitely no loose papers on top.
Later, had another dream. I was on our balcony, and it was like a big, huge rabbit (godlike) told me to write with a black painting brush thing, on the balcony floor, that the world was going to end in 3 hours (yeah, Donnie Darko huh? :D). I spent some time doing that, and I also took the time to draw a nice rabbit next to the words. I told my parents, and in a weird transition of the dream, they were eating breakfast on the balcony, sort of. I thought this was really illogical, and didn't quite understand that transition in the dream. But I told em what was gonna happen again ( I might have had a similar dream before) and to read what was written (it was as if either me or the rabbit had written it) on the balcony floor. I also asked my mom when the laundry was done washing or whatever it's called, because I needed the laundry machine thing in the process of saving the world. I had to do something with the moonlight and some weird thing I don't remember. I don't remember much more of that dream.
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