Son of a seabiscuit. I deleted my whole message accidentally.
I’ve been dreaming the same way others are talking about for years. My dreams can often seem to be in another time, in the past, and often not my own past but seemingly someone else’s.
My most recent dream was of an ocean side place that seemed similar to a peninsula where two oceans met. It didn’t even seem Earth-like to me. I’ve never been to a place like this. It wasn’t an island, but the housing seemed more like San Francisco which I’ve never been to but am using what I’ve seen on tv as a reference. It also seemed like a different physical time than I am in now, and I don’t think I was even looking through my own eyes as I was there.
Upon becoming more conscious, the fast images started but were gray in color and had lines and such, for what I could make out. The best explanation I’ve come to is climbing a lighthouse staircase backward, or seeing it that way. I was standing still, but the images coming to me were flashing from right to left and seemed similar to stairs and lines that I would equate to a room or seeing the traveling in reverse if that would be possible. So hard to explain, but this is what it felt like or looked like. I’m always wishing that the images would slow down so I could make them out properly. I want to see them and feel agitated that they are moving so fast.
As I’m waking, I feel very groggy and tired and can’t seem to get fully awake. I often wake this way, but the fast images are more rare than the dreams of another time/location. I feel tired a lot and seem to need a lot more sleep/rest (often feeling that I’ve been conscious all night long). My dreams have been very vivid and real to me even as a child, but these fast images are something that I’ve only remembered for the past four years or so. They make me very curious as well as where my dreams take me (wars, houses I’ve never been in before, seeing through a man’s eyes, etc.).
I’m not lucidly dreaming on purpose, but I’m thinking I need to do some more research on this.