Escape from Mall World?

If you're interested in learning more about this dream phenomenon, check out Reddit's r/TheMallWorld

You may or may not be the kind of highly online person who knows about the phenomenon of what's being called "Mall World," what seems to be a shared dreamspace for thousands of thousands of people where the dreams themselves are not recurring at all, but occur in the same dream places (a mall is a prominent feature, but so are a few schools, an airport, a fancy hotel, a hospital, a beach with tsunamis (don't ask, but we're all there vacationing for some reason), and generally a childhood home factors in as a home base, too. And the dreams aren't recurring, but they feature the same dream characters and everyone involved has shared past memories of prior dream happenings. This means a LOT of people are figuring out lucid dreaming, because you don't need small tells like being able to read, when this location is obviously Mall World, and that location is obviously physical reality, and therefore you can act accordingly. Inception got that wrong. I have a very firm grasp of when the laws of gravity matter, thank you.

I've been a Mall World dreamer for three or maybe four years now, at least since spine surgery 4&5 in early 2023, possibly earlier, but after that is when I really started noticing Mall World.

Anyway, if you've been following my posts over the past few days, you'll know I've been miserable, and because of that not sleeping. I finally got to the point where I passed out hard last night. 15 hours worth, with two wake-ups to change into a dry nightgown, and re-arrange the bedsheets so I'm not in the soaked spot.

And, I think I had my future plan laid out for me.

The dream started in my "Mall World Condo" as we're hosting a big party, like a holiday shindig, but a bunch of fighting breaks out, like a war, and because I'm the kind of lucid dreamer that can blow up tanks with my mind (and enjoy doing so, btw!), I locked our shit down, and told everyone to find a spot to sleep for the night, which, of course, I can create if needed, this is my Mind Palace after all... and the longer this went on, the more we enjoyed the lifestyle. And the longer it went on, the more kinds of people started coming in for refuge... we had people fostering special need babies, rescuing animals, etc, etc...

And as we're creating our little bubble of serenity in the midst of chaos, a restaurant owner comes in, and wants to help us spread what we're doing... like, featured meals from our commune menu, cooking classes, etc...

And then, we start producing our own products - food products, health & body care products, weed was definitely in there, I am yr Weed Auntie after all! And that brings us to corporate's attention, but in a way that makes us bloom, not get bought out and bastardized. It really felt like "pitching my idea to corporate" was more like presenting a PhD thesis to a board of high spirit guides or something, like I was proving my competency for the title and chance to move on.

After this, I kept "waking up" into different parts of the future of the commune, and I kept having to ask "what year is this? How long have we been doing this?" because all of a sudden the foster babies are teens goofing around in the rec room, and I just woke up from diapering them. And a few of those wake-ups were travelling - staying in a Tibetan nunnery, riding a bullet train along a never-ending city night skyline, etc, etc...

Ultimately, the commune itself was built on my "grandfather's land" - a real property from my childhood that my grandfather built himself from the cornerstone in the 50's, and his second wife convinced him to sell some 15 years ago. It's been a Mall World touchpoint for me this whole time. In both spaces it's in a rural area. And my "condo" in the city turned into the business HQ, with meeting rooms and treatment rooms, a big ol' teaching kitchen, and living space for the commune members who stay there to keep it up in-between time at Home Base.

Can I say, my Mall World dreams up until now have been fucking stressful. Having a very laid-back life in my waking hours is about the only thing that kept me heading in every night. But this? I was BEGGING my spirit team to tell me how to make this happen IRL. And I did ask for specific date info, and it looks like 2036-2037 is when this could really happen, but I have to start now (which I have been doing with my recipe blog, and apparently now with this blog, too).

And going back to the title... is this it? Do I get to have less stressful dreams now?? Please please please...