At least 2015 didn’t go by without me posting a dream. One dream a year seems to be the new ratio unfortunately.
In this dream I had recorded my dream using some novel device. I was watching it on a screen. It was like a short movie or music video, that I had “made” through dreaming it instead of having to film and edit it.
My cousin G was also in this dream/film. (In real life we have done many creative projects together in the past, also short films.) In the first scene we were lying, as if dead, in a rowboat slowly drifting across the water. The view was from above and from the side. The boat was half-filled with water, and our bodies, one in the stern and one in the bow, were half-submerged.
In the second scene G was swimming, and I was holding on to his shoulders. Then he dove down with both of us below the surface.
In the third scene we were both floating under the water. Again we were like dead, moving expressionlessly in awkward formations.
Watching this I was thinking that it was really well-made and that I was so lucky to have this unusual dream-recording device, since it would be difficult to make this film for real. At the same time I was wondering if the death themes were a bit too overwrought.