I know that not everyone remembers their dreams. I usually do. Sometimes they are really interesting! So I figured I'd start a thread where people could post some of their interesting/weird dreams.
I had a really odd one a couple days ago:
In the dream, a mining company had discovered a rift in the fabric of space that was apparently created by a race of powerful beings that have once visited the world but now were long gone. The rift was such that there were these enclosed ladders inside metal tubes. When you crawled down the ladders, you could move inbetween worlds. The nature of the rift was that there were a vast number of three-dimensional realms all sort of stacked on top of each other. Ordinarily you could only see the normal 3D universe, but when you were in the ladder-tubes, you could see that the real universe has more than three spatial dimensions and what we percieve as 3D is kinda flat.
So there was no gravity in the tubes either, which is why the ladder rungs were required.
Anyway, the mining company was charging *admission* for people to visit the first few worlds beneath our own. The thing I remember most distictly about the one directly beneath our own was that the people there all had these blue stones that produced some sort of energy that powered all their technology. They were taller and had thicker hair than garden-variety humans, but otherwise looked human enough.
For some reason, I was supposed to find a certain female cello player who was gifted in mathematics and she was supposed to be able to tell me how the rift system worked. Unfortunately, I found her cello but not her. Oh well.
I snuck into the mine after hours and dove into the tube since I wanted to see more than what was on the paid tour. After a long, long, long descent, I emerged at the very last world. It was a barren, starless world. The sun had burned out eons ago and everything was grey. Maybe this was where the rift creators originally lived, but I could not be sure. The world had been barren and lifeless so long that all that remained was grey dust. I didn't wander around this place. For some reason, I feared that if I left the threshhold of the rift that I would be marooned in that barren, empty place.