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neonsix67 · 5 months

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Dreams are weird and crazy, and if I were to ever get into the science of the brain, this is what I'd want to study.

I've actually wanted to talk about this for a while because I find it bizarre, so for context: I have very realistic, vivid, and interactive dreams. So much so that when I wake up, I really need a 30-minute adjustment period to move from one world back to reality. This adjustment also helps me to remember what my dream actually was. I also feel it's important to point out that I am a very light sleeper, so I have a lot of trouble falling asleep and staying asleep. Because I will wake up multiple times a night, which results in me having multiple dreams per night.

My dreams range from realistic scenarios to the craziest plots you've ever seen,

I only have realistic dreams when I nervous or I know something important is coming up like the first day of school or an important work shift, so ill run scenarios on how to deal with it through my dreams. These dreams usually start people in my life, and it can be so realistic that when I wake up, I really have to question if that was something that really happened or not.

My favorites include the ones where there is a really cool apocalypse. There is some sort of evil, big baddie, or a natural disaster that left the world scrambling. In these, I usually have a mix of people I know and npcs that have intensive backstories that me as the mc already knows. These dreams usually have a bad ending that ends with me being ripped apart or bitten or just dying to wake up. (And mind you, i can have all five senses in my dreams, so when I feel pain, I wake up with the same sorta pain just nulled down) but it's all in good fun, I actually really enjoy these dreams.

The ones I usually don't tell people about are my weird and not easy to explain dreams. In these dreams, we have a sort of hero journey, and these dreams will last FOREVER. The story can shift from one focus to another in a snap, but it all connects together sort of cohesively. Out of all of the dreams I've had like this, each character has been original and not really based on any sort of reference from reality or content I've seen. I am never myself in these dreams, always some convoluted character with a drenched past (and in one case I was actually two at the same time, twins that I managed to see and feel at the same time) These dreams can really mess up my psyche and I have a lot of trouble adjusting back to the real world after waking up, especially if there is no conclusion. However, I do get good story ideas from it.

The most dream-like dreams I've had are the ones where I become aware, and thus in full control. These dream usually start out with a mash of a ton of contrasting ideas. For example: I'm in my elementary school gym with a bunch of weird creatures, outside the window I can see Rudolph the red nosed reindeer and Thomas the tank engine speeding down a street. Then I become hyper aware I'm in a dream and start to take control. These dreams never last long and I usually wake up a couple of seconds after realizing where I am.

With all this said I can have horrible nightmares but I usually blow them off due to their nature. I'm really quick to dismiss any sort of your typical horror as it just doesn't hit me. So my brain really started getting creative, making me witness my murder my own family, drowning myself in a shallow pool (I've never been scared of water, quite the opposite but that is just one that stuck out because I woke up very shaken), dropping babies off a ledge, etc. Pretty much these dreams dig into my fears of committing crimes I would never commit and 9 times out of 10 I usually can't say anything during these dreams. I cant speak, scream, nothing. And I always wake up with a start and drenched in sweat.

Now, the weirdest part I have is when my brain will try to sike me out. Sometimes, when I am done with a dream or am revving to wake up, my dream will "wake up" into another dream, but this dream is exactly my reality. I will wake up in the same bed I went to sleep in, go about my morning routine, talk with my dad or roommate, and go about my daily business. It isn't until one tint little thing out of the ordinary happens that I realize that this, in fact, is NOT the real world, and I really have to wake up. I get angry at those dreams because now I have to do everything I just did all over again.

And finally , my sleep paralysis dreams! These are really rare, and I've only had about 4 or 5 in the last couple of years. I used to get sleep paralysis quite frequently as a child, but something changed, and now it only gets it every now and again. I'm usually stuck unable to move, and I'm aware of this, however my dreams will make me seem as though I'm merely a camera angle in my own life and I'm able to pan around and witness whatever world is going on while fully aware that my body cannot move to experience it. This can range from my brain visualizing a conversation I know I can hear in the room next to me, to something where I am witnessing a monster killer outside my window creep closer to my paralyzed form. Funky things that are not preferred. I'm glad I don't get them much anymore.

#i sometimes feel bad when i go on a dream rant to spot #but then i remember they probably use it as plot fuel #i feel bad because they dont dream too often #or at least they dont remember a lot of them #but we often after waking up will explain what we can #for me i try my best to sumarize the experience #and i get really excited when we wake up and they go “i actually had a dream” and i sit my happy butt down #and swing my legs like a little kid #“tell me tell me tell me”#cw: gore #<just in case #dreams #vivid imagery #<also just in case

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blueheartbookclub · 3 months

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Embracing Freedom and Imagination: A Review of "The Blue Castle" by L. M. Montgomery

L. M. Montgomery's "The Blue Castle" is a delightful novel that enchants readers with its blend of romance, adventure, and whimsy. Published in 1926, this captivating story follows the life of Valancy Stirling, a repressed and timid young woman living in the small town of Deerwood. Unmarried and unappreciated by her overbearing family, Valancy finds solace in her vivid imagination and dreams of escaping her mundane existence.

At the heart of "The Blue Castle" lies the transformative power of imagination and the pursuit of personal freedom. Through Valancy's journey of self-discovery, Montgomery invites readers to question societal expectations and embrace their innermost desires. As Valancy sheds the shackles of convention and embraces her true self, she discovers a newfound sense of courage and independence, ultimately finding happiness in unexpected places.

One of the most charming aspects of "The Blue Castle" is Montgomery's enchanting prose and vivid descriptions of the natural world. From the tranquil shores of Mistawis to the breathtaking beauty of the Blue Castle itself, Montgomery paints a richly detailed portrait of the Canadian wilderness, infusing the novel with a sense of magic and wonder. Through her lyrical prose and evocative imagery, Montgomery transports readers to a world where anything is possible, and dreams can become reality.

Moreover, "The Blue Castle" is a celebration of the power of love and the joy of human connection. As Valancy embarks on a whirlwind romance with the enigmatic Barney Snaith, she discovers the transformative power of love and the healing balm of companionship. Montgomery's portrayal of love is both tender and realistic, capturing the nuances of human relationships with warmth and sensitivity.

In addition to its captivating storyline and memorable characters, "The Blue Castle" offers readers a poignant exploration of themes such as self-acceptance, redemption, and the pursuit of happiness. Through Valancy's journey, Montgomery reminds us that it is never too late to change our lives and pursue our dreams, no matter how improbable they may seem.

In conclusion, "The Blue Castle" is a timeless classic that continues to enchant readers with its whimsical charm and timeless wisdom. Montgomery's captivating storytelling and vivid imagination make it a joy to read, while its themes of freedom, love, and self-discovery resonate with readers of all ages. With its delightful characters, enchanting setting, and uplifting message, "The Blue Castle" is sure to capture the hearts of readers for generations to come.

L. M. Montgomery's "The Blue Castle" is available in Amazon in paperback 16.99$ and hardcover 22.99$ editions.

Number of pages: 314

Language: English

Rating: 8/10

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Review By: King's Cat

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ancientroyalblood · 9 months

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Mastering Dialogue: Breathing Life into Your Conversations

Dialogue is the heartbeat of any compelling story. It’s through the conversations between characters that emotions are conveyed, relationships unfold, and plots take shape. Mastering the art of writing engaging dialogue is crucial for writers who strive to create narratives that captivate readers. In this blog post, we’ll embark on a journey to explore the intricacies of crafting dynamic and…

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hdevcrest · 11 months

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Deserted Cries

Inspiration is real bois, inspired by notcracced's post - "Why i drink water."

The sun beat down on the back of my sunburnt neck as I trudged through the endless sea of yellow. The cool winds that had once given me comfort now only brought the oppressive heat that burnt my skin. My clothes clung to me as I plowed across the sand, stealing every drop of water my body released and craved.

I had learnt to ignore the cries of my body as I moved, its demands for water falling upon deaf ears. My lungs heaved at the thought of the precious fluid, begging for the water it had exhaled to return. My once ruby red lips only reminded of the sand that scrunched under my feet, its cracks throbbing with pain. My tongue scraped coarse sandpaper across my mouth, the saliva that once coated it now dry.

I stumbled to the ground as my body forced me to rest, my legs turning heavy and weak. My head turned as my eyes struggled, looking for the one thing my body so desperately needed...

Water.

And it was right in front of me.

Adrenaline burst through my veins as my eyes saw the familiar shine of water, driving my body upright. The unveiling energy flooded my legs as my walk sped to a run, leaving shallow dents in the sand.

And I ran...

and ran...

and ran.

Yet the water ran too.

I fell.

#short story #stories #fiction #writings #write #narrative #vivid imagery #metaphors #writing #creative writing #idk what tags to put #idk what tags to use #idk what tags to add

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celestiallights515 · 1 year

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Stars

The stars were brighter than she remembered, and the moon casted slivers if silver light across the clearing. The trees standing guard cast haunting shadows, darkness prancing between branches and blades of grass. The whispering wind was the only offered conversation for hours, along side the soft echos of broken branches and crunching leaves.

"Lyra."

The girl refused to move from her perch on a tree branch, though it was close enough to the ground she was sure that Caspian could climb up and demand attention that way if she wished.

"Is it done?" She asked instead, voice rough with anguish and hours of disuse.

An animal skittered along the branch above Lyra. She held up a hand and gazed at the creature. It was too dark to tell exactly what it was, but the faint silver light emanating from it told her enough about the creature's magic that she didn't bother to question it further.

"Come down here and see for yourself."

Lyra deemed a glance over her shoulder to the girl standing on the grass, panting slightly with a roughish grin on her face. An old book was clutched in her hands, bound by leather and embellished by gold. The ancient volume looked heavy, and Caspian held it like a brick.

"Were you seen?" Sneaking in and out of the Royal Library was not a mission left for the faint of heart. Or, the inexperienced thief.

Caspian somehow had the energy to look offended. She sat at the base of the tree, head tilted up and leaning against the trunk. "I think we'd know if I was seen and pursued."

"I think you underestimate how important that book is," Lyra snapped, and swung down from the branch with her knees still fixed around the wood. She snatched the book from Caspian's hands, leaving the latter no time to snatch it back before swinging back up into the higher branches of the tree. The wood was warm against her back and a welcome reprieve from the chilled night air.

Lyra flipped through the pages of spells and recipes. Love potions, luck spells, instructions for summoning and controlling fire--an overall comprehensive guide to magic in the first part of the book. Lyra was wise enough not to flip farther than that.

"How much longer do you think we have?" Caspian asked.

"We have a week to make a trip that takes three days, so I think we're fine by that count."

"How much longer will we be able to stay out here all night without freezing?"

Lyra shrugged.

"If all goes well, we won't need to worry about that."

Hi.

I have nothing to say for myself.

@heroes-villains-side-blog I’m back

#original writing #short story #snippet #fiction #flash fiction #magic #vivid imagery #descriptive writing #part one #i'm sorry it's been like four months

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thetingirl · 1 year

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Creativity is the death of all reality

Submerge, breathe, absorb.

Deteriorate.

Reality is the death of all innocence

and for that I am grateful to my insanity.

#new poetry #original poetry #original writing #poems on tumblr #thoughts #my writing #new post #poetry #short poem #spilled ink #art #original work #creativity #vivid imagery

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haunter-geist · 2 years

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I keep seeing Biblically accurate airy so I made my own doodle except my art program kept closing out and wouldn't let me finish him

#tw eyestrain #tw eyes #tw scopophobia #tw religious themes #tw decapitation #hfjone #joke post #airy one #hfjone airy #humanization??#shitpost #bright colors #vivid imagery #biblically accurate angel #as a joke tho

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poetry-plus-writing · 1 year

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A Plea to a Clock:

A ticking clock.

It was a shock

to be lying next to you.

Remember? That pocket watch

you bought?

I think about it a lot.

It sits and tocks

to me at night, it speaks to me too.

It tells of the long walks

we’d do near my house, we’d simply talk

into the night and I’d watch

as your car left the block

where I lived.

A ticking clock.

That’s all it was, eventually batteries run dry.

It hasn’t yet, covered in a sock.

The tick lingers to mock.

Each night I lie awake and sob.

God, when will the ticking stop?

#poem #poetry #pocket watch #emotional #writing #thoughts #personal #writers on tumblr #writers and poets #my writing #my poem #nostalgia #symbols #vivid imagery #creative writing #my favorite #growing up #thought

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firesidefable · 1 year

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CARNAGE blood soaked , in my wandering mind DESTRUCTION unyoked , blinds these eyes of mine

Murderous intent , wholly sanctioned upon my lips it grows and grows Rapid descent into madness deafening undertows Sparks of bloodlust wrap around throttle the words I must sacrifice

BETRAYAL on every corner , frozen fingers of ice Under sinister throbbing pretense of lightly obscured eyes

#factor mediocritatum #my poetry #poetry #my writing #blood mention #vivid imagery

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blueheartbooks · 3 months

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Embracing Freedom and Imagination: A Review of "The Blue Castle" by L. M. Montgomery

L. M. Montgomery's "The Blue Castle" is a delightful novel that enchants readers with its blend of romance, adventure, and whimsy. Published in 1926, this captivating story follows the life of Valancy Stirling, a repressed and timid young woman living in the small town of Deerwood. Unmarried and unappreciated by her overbearing family, Valancy finds solace in her vivid imagination and dreams of escaping her mundane existence.

At the heart of "The Blue Castle" lies the transformative power of imagination and the pursuit of personal freedom. Through Valancy's journey of self-discovery, Montgomery invites readers to question societal expectations and embrace their innermost desires. As Valancy sheds the shackles of convention and embraces her true self, she discovers a newfound sense of courage and independence, ultimately finding happiness in unexpected places.

One of the most charming aspects of "The Blue Castle" is Montgomery's enchanting prose and vivid descriptions of the natural world. From the tranquil shores of Mistawis to the breathtaking beauty of the Blue Castle itself, Montgomery paints a richly detailed portrait of the Canadian wilderness, infusing the novel with a sense of magic and wonder. Through her lyrical prose and evocative imagery, Montgomery transports readers to a world where anything is possible, and dreams can become reality.

Moreover, "The Blue Castle" is a celebration of the power of love and the joy of human connection. As Valancy embarks on a whirlwind romance with the enigmatic Barney Snaith, she discovers the transformative power of love and the healing balm of companionship. Montgomery's portrayal of love is both tender and realistic, capturing the nuances of human relationships with warmth and sensitivity.

In addition to its captivating storyline and memorable characters, "The Blue Castle" offers readers a poignant exploration of themes such as self-acceptance, redemption, and the pursuit of happiness. Through Valancy's journey, Montgomery reminds us that it is never too late to change our lives and pursue our dreams, no matter how improbable they may seem.

In conclusion, "The Blue Castle" is a timeless classic that continues to enchant readers with its whimsical charm and timeless wisdom. Montgomery's captivating storytelling and vivid imagination make it a joy to read, while its themes of freedom, love, and self-discovery resonate with readers of all ages. With its delightful characters, enchanting setting, and uplifting message, "The Blue Castle" is sure to capture the hearts of readers for generations to come.

L. M. Montgomery's "The Blue Castle" is available in Amazon in paperback 16.99$ and hardcover 22.99$ editions.

Number of pages: 314

Language: English

Rating: 8/10

Link of the book!

Review By: King's Cat

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gas-station-employee · 8 months

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Y’all ever get a image that randomly fills your vision for a microsecond but it’s so vivid you have to take a second to process? Like, ever since I was a kid I randomly get the most vivid image of a metal pipe/rod/tube piercing my body, like in through my ribs out the back, diagonally, lower out the back than the front, no blood, just there, and I just have to go through my day after that like nothing happened. Sometimes I get a weird feeling after too. Hard to describe. Conveniently I can pull up the image in my head whenever I need, unfortunately there’s little need to analyze a metal rod through my chest unless I’m extremely bored, like rn ig.

#metal pipe #this happen to y’all too?#vivid imagery #idk #I guess I have to wander construction sites with no safety precautions?#weird dreams #daydreaming about being impaled?#impaled

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ancientroyalblood · 10 months

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The Power of Descriptive Writing: How it Brings Stories to Life

In the world of literature, words hold a special kind of magic. They have the power to transport us to new realms, evoke emotions, and ignite our imagination. One of the most potent tools in a writer’s arsenal is descriptive writing. Beyond mere sentences, descriptive writing paints a vivid picture that engages all our senses. In this blog post, we will journey into the realm of descriptive…

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#Character Development #Creative Writing #Descriptive Writing #Emotional Connection #Engaging Senses #Evocative Language #Immersive Reading #Literary Techniques #Reader Engagement #Show Don&039;t Tell #Story Enhancement #Storytelling #Visual Writing #Vivid Imagery #Writing Craft #Writing Examples #Writing Skills #Writing Techniques #Writing Tips

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wellhealthhub · 10 months

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Beyond Sight: The Art of Elaborate Self-Description and the Power of Language

How would you describe yourself to someone who can’t see you? In the intricate and multifaceted realm of human interaction, visual perception assumes an undeniable significance as it serves as the primary conduit through which we understand, appreciate, and connect with others. However, consider a rather thought-provoking scenario wherein the sense of sight, an indispensable medium of discerning…

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celestiallights515 · 1 year

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The Storm

The sky flashed dangerous shade of white, lightning swallowed by the grey clouds that pressed down upon the city and enveloped buildings in darkness.

J counted the seconds between the flash and deep rumble of thunder. 1, 2, 3.

Fear casts a blanket across his senses. 4, 5, 6.

His phone lights up with another notification, casting blue across his face as he reads yet another order to shelter in place, and get away from any windows. Paralyzed, J remains, watching the rain pour down and pelt against the cool glass.

The world beyond wails with fear as he aches to cower with them, entrapped by the grey and black of the sky and the gradual flickering lights, shutting down slowly, one by one, as the city goes into hiding.

#writing every day #day 3 #writing #creative writing #idek #descriptive writing #vivid imagery #original writing #old writing

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thetingirl · 1 year

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When the meat has all rotten,

And the fruit smells of sugar.

You starve,

You starve to touch a living soul,

Be nursed back to humanity.

And for warmth now, you crawl,

Into the carcass,

Of a creature you called your mother.

Rotting or not it does not matter,

For it is warm.

Freshly dead? Freshly killed?

It does not matter.

But was it you? Or those who seek you?

Who else seeks you?

When you lay festering only the carcass calls to you.

And you turn back time,

Return to the womb,

To the Earth.

#new poetry #original poetry #original writing #poems on tumblr #thoughts #my writing #new post #poetry #short poem #spilled ink #art #original poem #original work #possibly triggering #dark poetry #vivid imagery #I wrote it so fast i forgot i wrote it

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so-not-snow-white · 1 year

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I hate intrusive thoughts soo much. I’m going about my day just doing stuff and suddenly my brain will be like “your parents will die one day”. What the fuck am I supposed to do after that? I can’t just go on with my day. Now vivid imagery of their funerals and how shitty my life will be after that happens is all I see.

#intrusive thoughts #i hate it #vivid imagery #debilitating

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