Dream #263

Not much was going on in this dream whatsoever, but it was really quite foreign to me and I believe it may have underlying meanings. For starters, I was not part of this dream. I was not even perceiving this event, it was just something I understood. Everything was pitch black aside from two spotlights on two very random objects. One of the objects was a regularly fashioned wooden chair that had been smashed into pieces. The other was a rodents of sorts that had an old ship tied to its back as it scampered around the abyss.