empty, hollow, fictional places, something more than liminal, how i've felt it's not sorrow, it's not hollow sad, it's truly hollow no furniture other than chairs, just pure shapes of architecture and light casting on it, desolate and covered in dust like INSIDE type stuff, but taken to an extreme no activity nothing sinister at least you think but what you do know is that it might not be real, and you aren't really present are you, no matter how much you're there i dunno, but that's just, how i've been feeling, it's like an eternal melancholic feeling traversing this strange hospital like architecture, blues and whites, strange shapes making up desks built out of the material used for the building obviously very old but why or what? doesn't matter, yet you try to wonder, but there's not wonder to be had no context no starting point nothing to wonder existence is wandering this architecture viewing it and the only way to enjoy it is to stop sit in one of those chairs the beauty of this absurdity to not rush through it because as infinite as this is, it's finite and will end like a summary for ones existence and it sorta makes sense that my dreams are all like this something more than liminal something everyone is ignoring not a sense of people being missing from a busy or transition area but something emptier than that emptier than empty, without remnants questionably even a transition period or area yknow i think aqua is my favourite colour
This dream seems to reflect feelings of emptiness, hollowness, and disconnection from reality that the dreamer has been experiencing. The dream depicts a series of empty, fictional places that feel desolate, covered in dust, and devoid of any activity. The dreamer describes these places as "inside type stuff," suggesting an extreme sense of isolation and detachment.
The dreamer mentions a strange hospital-like architecture with blues and whites, old and decaying, creating an eternal melancholic feeling. There is a lack of context and starting point, leaving the dreamer to wander and view the architecture as if it were the purpose of their existence. The dreamer finds beauty in this absurdity and suggests that the only way to fully appreciate it is to stop rushing and sit in one of the chairs.
The dream also expresses a sense of existential contemplation, questioning the nature and purpose of existence. The dreamer reflects on the finite nature of their experience and suggests that this dream may be representative of their overall state of being.
The mention of aqua being the dreamer's favorite color may indicate a desire for tranquility and peace within this overwhelming sense of emptiness and disconnection.