A Film Within a Film

9/20/2025 –

It’s the standard thing where I’m in my old basement apartment and it somehow doesn’t work as a lucidity trigger. This goes on for a while and most of the details are lost, probably due to the prosaic nature of narrative. Maybe not, no idea.

The main thing is that I eventually fly out of the joint and end up in this odd sequence where I’m looking down at this convertible car from a 3^rd person perspective and none of it tracks. Roads are wobbling. Reality is bending. Does it make me go lucid? No it does not. Almost though. Close.

9/21/2025 –

Another basement apartment night and here it’s the classic secret compartment room thing. Jesus, how many variations of this have I seen over the years? Hundreds. Here there’s a little door on the side of one of the rooms. Where does it lead? First you go through a little tunnel then into this other secret room. The secret room is always far bigger than I expect.

“You could basically just live in here if you wanted.”

This time the room is huge and exists both outdoors and inside undefinable walls, just through the secret compartment. There’s a whole world behind the walls.

9/22/2025 –

I am summoned into this odd realm. There is a brown pit of alien looking sand and these tan medium-dog-sized-sponge-like creatures are crawling out of it. I am in deep distress. I can’t believe this is happening again. We all wanted to think it’d never happen again. I can feel this sorrow/terror explosion and it’s awful in every way. The sponge creatures are cloaked in black smoke this time.

I flash back to the last incursion. It was bright daylight and I still couldn’t kill them all. Each one I couldn’t contain offed someone. There’s still obviously a lot of trauma in me, which turns to horror as I realize far more are going to get away this time. Fuuuuuck. The feel of the whole production is horror movie vibes all the way. Which is why it isn’t so bad. At the end I’m reminded that it’s just a movie. Within another movie. This is important. It's not just a film, it’s a film within a film. The bad vibes can be jumped out of at any time. They’re there because it’d be boring if they weren’t.

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