Share your weird dreams or nightmares

I remember one dream I had, it was by a wide margin the strangest thing my mind ever crafted. I don't remember how I got there, but I was in a spherical room with red velvet walls. There was no door and no windows, no light source, but it wasn't dark and there weren't any shadows. I got nervous and began to pace. I got more and more restless as I circled the small room and began to pound on the walls. I remember a maddening terror coming over me as I felt my fists softly sink into the walls' padding. I ran from one side to the other until I built enough speed to ram the wall. I heard the wall crack a little and fervently slammed into it. Eventually I cracked through and looked around outside of the room, only, from the outside there was no room. I was coming out of nothing. Beneath me was a tree, the tree in my grandparents' house. It was the exact tree, I'm certain, only about 5x the size. Below that the grass was, not brighter, not neon or darker, just more green than anything I can articulate. Above me I saw stars, nebula and comets in an ever turning sky. When I looked around I saw how big everything appeared to be and I screamed. It was a strange feeling when it echoed back, I'd heard echoes before, but it seemed alien and strange to me. I calmed down and pulled myself out of the room that wasn't there and got onto the tree, climbing down. I felt dizzy as I looked around and only saw the sheer green-ness of the grass and the turning sky of goldand blue. I lost my balance and fell, but was strangely saved. My rescue came from a tornado originating from a leaf-blower in my Grandpa's hands (he was already deceased at this time). He smiled at me. I felt good for a second, until his eyes dissolved in bright yellow sparks and he was consumed by the tornado, destroying both him and the tornado. Not sure how to process this I sat down on the grass dumbfounded. I remember feeling around on the grass and I somehow came across my Grandpa's lawn mower, a grey ride-on I used to ride around on when I was a child (I drove it all the time) Turning the key it growled to life and I proceeded to the horizon not knowing what I'd find... Then I remember something catastrophic happening, though I'm not sure what and then waking up.

For me at least, the velvet room represented a sort of claustrophobia... some sort of stress, and possibly anger; An issue in your life. Likely something in your life that was bothering you that made you feel like you couldn't escape.

But what if you could? Break it down, and continue on... that's where you get to the universe... your by a tree that you remember, something that's been with you always, yes? A symbol from when you were younger perhaps? And, your problems from before, and yourself, compared to those of the universe?

Theres a quote I like, "And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you." The meaning I thought it had was that: the longer we think about the things we cannot understand (the vastness of the universe, and existence) the more foreign to it all we feel (lonely/afraid to some extent). From that point on, your grandfather is sort of... hope, if you will, while the lawnmower would be something to help you carry on? You can continue on in life, no matter what, and we should be content knowing there is too much of life we cannot understand, and do our best to affect what we can. Its possibly something your grandfather knew too.