Broken Craft

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Boiling room (sleep) 11/28/2025

I was inside a boiling room. Huge pipes and meters were everywhere. I saw the door, but I would have to twist and bend my way to it. I was able to reach the door, but it was locked. The meters began to scream, so I plugged my ears. I opened my eyes to reality.

Sun down (sleep) 12/2/2025

It was just before sun down and the world was quiet. I was along inside this empty park. It had some trees and bushes spread throughout the flat land. I found a pair of child shoes, it made me feel uneasy. What would a kid leave their shoes here? When the wind quiet down, that’s when I got worried.

I could hear music play softly in the distance. That made me more uncomfortable, so I moved away from the sound. I woke up to reality.

Movie realm (sleep) 12/3/2025

I was in front of what looked like the Death Star from Star Wars. I was dress like a normal person, so I was a little relieve to not stand out. I wanted to confirm that it was indeed the Death Star and not some fallen moon or other spacecraft. I realized that between me and the craft was a huge maze of an open-air food market. I have to make careful decisions to get through the slow crowd among the variety of food from across the universe. I am not kidding when I mean across the universe.

One table had trays of what was labeled dragon fruit, but it was parts of little mythical dragons. I thought that I would puke at the sight of it, but I didn’t. This gave me the que that I was dreaming because if I think I’m going to puke, I normally do puke. Next to it were tanks of shrimp and lobsters; they were all talking about how boring sealife was. Then there were singing strawberries, tended by what was posted in front of them as their deaf farmer. I can continue, but you get my point.

I reached what I thought was the halfway point of the market, but the craft was still far away. That is all I remember about this dream.