Ok so hear me out, everyone.

Today i had a funny little dream. I wanna tell you all about it because i found it so funny. (It’s not technically a showerthought but i couldn’t find a community for this particular thing, and this feels like the next-best-thing. The community notes even says “thoughts that come to you while day-dreaming”, so i guess this is close enough. I hope you all forgive me :-) Creating lots of small niche communities splits the userbase too much, i fear, as well)

I was dreaming that I was in an underwater old ship wreckage. I.e., there was an ocean, and it was close to the coastline, and an old wooden ship sank there centuries ago, and i was there.

I observed a lot (20 maybe) penguins going in and out of the ship wreckage, each transporting a cooked, peeled egg in its beak, that looked like it was stolen from a nearby breakfast buffet. They took these eggs, and deposited them in the ship, so that the ship became a treasure chamber of digestible food. There was soo much stuff, that a good part of the ship was filled with food. I was amazed and asked myself why the fuck they would dispose that much good food, instead of eat it, presumably because it would go bad after a while, if oxygen reached it, it would start to rot rather badly.

I went into this ship to investigate and there was so. much. algae. everywhere. It felt like the algae feed on that food, and it was hard to get through. Eventually i exited the ship on the other side.

I thought about why the penguins store the food, and i thought to myself “huh, that’s just biology”, where “biology” somehow referred to how things are done underwater. Then i wanted to laugh, and to not swallow too much water, i dived up to the surface to breathe, but the closer i got to the surface, the stranger the impression of air seemed to me, as if it was a foreign object, and not like something that my life depended on. When i finally reached the surface, i tried to inhale, and when i did, something in my mind switched, and i suddenly felt like a “air animal” again, i.e. one that breathes, and i noticed that i had seen and perceived everything underwater as a “water animal” would describe it, and that i had even used the word “biology”, which was an underwater word for how things are done underwater, while the correct, equivalent term for “air animals” would be “(?) angeles” or “archangeles” which would mean how things are done in-air. And that was discriminatory against fish and water-life, and that i might be a predator because i “look down on things that happen under-water”.

And that was surprising, which sounded like “shark-prising” somehow. Anyways, then i tried to dive down again, and just then, a shark came out of nowhere and tried to attack me. I just thought “that’s typical with my luck and all”. Then i wanted to take a photo from the ship to post on [social media], to ask you all why the penguins did that (i still want to hear your opinion about that) but i woke up through the shark attack. I just assumed that my dream had to end because my dream could not make up a good answer for why the penguins did that, to incorporate into my dream.

I’m going back to sleep now, i have an exam in 4-5 hours, and still want some hours of sleep.