Dolphin Dream
Jun. 4th, 2003 12:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
terryclothI dreamed that I was among a group of important people invited to a supervillain's ocean-bottom killer submarine, from which he intended to take on the world's navies. The general attitude towards him from the others was ambivalent -- no one was sure if he was really a vicious killer or just a dashing rogue.
I tried to talk sense into people by pointing out how, if you ignored the clever use of mirrors and other tricks, the submarine was small and shabby. Then I got fed up and started swimming around the 'bottom of the ocean', since apparently I was a dolphin.
Apparently, I was a dolphin that needed to breathe about as often as a sleeping human, and that couldn't swim downwards because I was 'too bouyant'. Fortunately, the ocean was only about 50 feet deep. And I could breathe water, although only if no one was watching, because it was cheating.
Eventaully I discovered that one of the walls of the oceanic trench was made of cardboard, and opened into Buckingham Palace, although not until after my friendly whale companion pointed me in the wrong direction several times. I woke up while wondering whether or not the palace was underwater, or there was some sort of invisible, intangible wall keeping it out, or what.
I tried to talk sense into people by pointing out how, if you ignored the clever use of mirrors and other tricks, the submarine was small and shabby. Then I got fed up and started swimming around the 'bottom of the ocean', since apparently I was a dolphin.
Apparently, I was a dolphin that needed to breathe about as often as a sleeping human, and that couldn't swim downwards because I was 'too bouyant'. Fortunately, the ocean was only about 50 feet deep. And I could breathe water, although only if no one was watching, because it was cheating.
Eventaully I discovered that one of the walls of the oceanic trench was made of cardboard, and opened into Buckingham Palace, although not until after my friendly whale companion pointed me in the wrong direction several times. I woke up while wondering whether or not the palace was underwater, or there was some sort of invisible, intangible wall keeping it out, or what.
