Of Sharks and Sand
i had another dream last night and this was how i remembered it.
i had a dream last night of being stuck on a small rocky outcropping in some sort of cave by the sea. there was a pool of water that i had to cross which was roughly 4 or 5 feet deep and in that pool there were dozens of large sharks sleeping at the sandy bottom. my dilemma there was if i should try swimming over the sleeping sharks and risk waking them or try and stick to the walls at the side and slowly work my way across to some stairs leading outside.
i decided to try my luck climbing the walls. the walls were made of soft rock and i managed to make handholds and footholds by digging my hands into it. halfway across the pool while i was looking at the sharks things started to get surreal.
i suddenly realized that i wanted to create a sand sculpture from the sand in the pool and so i willed the sand to move. the sharks suddenly disappeared along with the water and i was now moving the granules of sand with my mind. i decided to make a 3d painting and i started by creating a rough image of what i wanted. i moved the sand in waves starting from the top to the bottom and i kept doing it until i had a sharp image. i made an image of a face of a woman on top of a landscape of some fantasy land. i made it look like a mosaic but consisting of little micro sculptures. i don't know how but i managed to find paint or paint the sand but i painted my masterpiece until it looked like a real work of art.
people suddenly started appearing from behind me. they came from the stairs where i was trying to go to before i got distracted and they admired my work. some of them even picked up the micro sculptures and asked how i made it. i picked up a small piece of my art and crushed it in my hand and said that i made it out of sand. some of them started pocketing small pieces but i didnt mind. it was just sand.
and then i woke up.
i had a dream last night of being stuck on a small rocky outcropping in some sort of cave by the sea. there was a pool of water that i had to cross which was roughly 4 or 5 feet deep and in that pool there were dozens of large sharks sleeping at the sandy bottom. my dilemma there was if i should try swimming over the sleeping sharks and risk waking them or try and stick to the walls at the side and slowly work my way across to some stairs leading outside.
i decided to try my luck climbing the walls. the walls were made of soft rock and i managed to make handholds and footholds by digging my hands into it. halfway across the pool while i was looking at the sharks things started to get surreal.
i suddenly realized that i wanted to create a sand sculpture from the sand in the pool and so i willed the sand to move. the sharks suddenly disappeared along with the water and i was now moving the granules of sand with my mind. i decided to make a 3d painting and i started by creating a rough image of what i wanted. i moved the sand in waves starting from the top to the bottom and i kept doing it until i had a sharp image. i made an image of a face of a woman on top of a landscape of some fantasy land. i made it look like a mosaic but consisting of little micro sculptures. i don't know how but i managed to find paint or paint the sand but i painted my masterpiece until it looked like a real work of art.
people suddenly started appearing from behind me. they came from the stairs where i was trying to go to before i got distracted and they admired my work. some of them even picked up the micro sculptures and asked how i made it. i picked up a small piece of my art and crushed it in my hand and said that i made it out of sand. some of them started pocketing small pieces but i didnt mind. it was just sand.
and then i woke up.