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[chantico]

Last night we were awakened at 6 AM by an unholy noise. It was something incredibly loud, but didn't sound AT ALL like thunder-- it didn't have the timber, the rumble or the crack that would hve preceded a peal of thunder that noisy. The rattle could have been the windows shaking, it was seriously that deafening. We weren't the only ones that heard it-- the neighbors did, too. moonartemis76 conjectures that it sounded like a transformer exploding, but there are no repair trucks or power outages today. deadmanwade thinks it might have been a dumnpster the slipped when people were unloading it in the apartment complex right behind us, but the noisy was less a clatter and more an explosions. Quite honestly, it sounded like I was standing next to a giant furnace with something direly wrong with it . . . at least, that's what it conjured in my dream right before it woke me up. THE MYSTERY CONTINUES. Any theories?

EDIT: THE MYSTERY NO LONGER CONTINUES. Witnesses saw the lightning flash. It *was* thunder, just . . . very, very weird thunder.

In other vaguely related news, my war with my dreams over lucidity rights continues, with a key battle won in my favor. Those who know me and my struggle with this are aware that lucid dreaming is incredibly difficult for me-- not because I am not aware of my dreaming state, but because my dreams HATE ME. Or, at least, they fight back viciously, and usually the incredible force of will it takes to enforce my vision on the dreamstuffs turns into actual physical force and I wake myself up with every muscle in my body straining. I have read that one of the tricks to getting yourself to have more control is to try an look at your hands when you dream, and I've been attempting this for some time now. Mostly, I usually just forget to try once I'm aware that I'm dreaming. However! Last night, I actually remembered, and forced myself to look at my hands. They were warping in a surreal way, but also far more detailed than most of the dream-- I could see the lines in my palm and the like. The most interesting part was that, as soon as I focused on them, I realized that they were ridiculously stiff, and I couldn't open them fully; almost like they were arthritic or frozen from lack of use.

Of course, in typical fashion, I expended so much energy trying to open them I woke myself up. But it is a step!

I have stupid amounts of homework to do. Perhaps, today, there will be tea. It seems like a tea day.

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

Funny enough it actualy was thunder. Matt and I were both awake at the time and saw the lightning flash. There was two to three seconds between the flash and the sound so the strike wasn't too terribly close but considering the sound tht it made and the fact that Matt and I could feel it as well as hear it I can only imagine what it must have been like to be right next to it.
-William Freeland

[tooth-and-claw.livejournal.com]

Ah-HA!!! Thank you, sir.

[nekomata.livejournal.com]

It was pretty bad on this side, too. Why do all the cool storms happen at night? :/

[danielmc.livejournal.com]

i was up from 4:30 on and saw the flash.
i had time to think, " wow, that was fucking bright! Huh. where is the thunder?" ....

Then it came. that flash was far away, but damn it was powerful.
and the thunder WAS wierd sounding. and all vibraty.

[swan-tower.livejournal.com]

I honest-to-god thought a tornado was approaching, the sound was so huge. I don't know if it was wind or what, but I went from "dead asleep" to "that sounds like the approaching-train noise I'm told is what a tornado sounds like up close I wonder if we can get to the tornado shelter in time probably not how about the storage closet or would the downstairs bathroom be better?" in about half a second.

If it hadn't been so quiet immediately after, I would have been on my way down the stairs to shelter. As it was, it still took a while to go back to sleep.

[danielmc.livejournal.com]

There was the obligatory, "Oh...yeah. Grab the Cats", fleeting thought as well.

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