I had a strange dream last night.
The “opening”, if you call it that, started out with me playing the role of a fugitive in a dystopian future, on some alien planet. I had escaped to this planet in order to get away from the overlords of what I presume to be my home planet. This new planet had a very very wide dirt road, about 40 meters wide, I guess for really large trucks. But something else told me it was just a game trail for really BIG animals. And I was right; as soon as I looked down the road I could see my fellow humans running from the entrance to a large cave. Why? Because an enormous black bipedal dragon-creature was running down the road toward me. It had a carapace like a beetle but its head was certainly more of a reptile shape. So what did I do? I did what any rational human would do in such a situation, and ran like hell in the other direction.
They say that when fleeing from a lion you don’t have to be faster than the lion; you just have to be faster than the slowest guy. And I was the slow guy. While I was running away people somehow had time to remark that they hadn’t seen me before and ask if I was new on this planet, etc etc. And then they ran past me.
Thankfully, the dragon-thing didn’t eat me or anything; it picked me up and put me on its back, where I promptly discovered why the beast was so angry. The humans had installed an interface plug into the back of its neck. But since I apparently also had a plug in my neck, I could hack the beast and calm it down. As soon as I plugged in I must have blacked out for a bit, because next thing I know the beast was dropping me off at a sort of deserted train station in the middle of nowhere. But at least it didn’t try to kill me.
Being a dystopian future, there were no ticket takers at this station. Although I had the feeling I was breaking some sort of law by riding it, when I got on the train it departed without incident. The train wasn’t normal; instead of windows to the outside it appeared to have a narrow row of mirrors to make the inside look bigger. The contraption was cheaply made; it seemed to be jury-rigged from plywood with no paint or furnishings apart from the mandatory steel poles to keep standing passengers from falling over. I think it was supposed to represent the bare minimum means of transit.
After a long ride, I finally arrived at the villa of the “master” of this place. There was some discussion about the economics of the dystopia. Everyone was assigned a “tier” based on their positive and negative contributions to the society. Based on their tier, a person could access goods and services. When they went to use the service they were “scanned” and allowed or denied access based on their status. Thus a person in one of the higher tiers could use personal transportation devices, but someone in the lower tiers could only use the rail system. I had been convicted of something or other (I assume wrongly) and thus would be on the lowest tier, and since I was also a fugitive I should have been denied even basic services everywhere; but apparently I had found a way to discreetly hack around it. This presented a problem for the established regime.
And then I woke up.
wow. that’s pretty cool, eh? well, maybe not if you woke up in a cold sweat. it’s been a while since i’ve had a really weird dream. looking forward to my next one.
That’s awesome. Makes you wonder what was going on in the old subconscious to make you dream about that sort of thing. The other night I had a dream that I was paying a bill at the bank with one of my coworkers, but we were in a huge hurry because we had to get to class. The lady at the bank was trying to tell me about Jesus in Spanish, and I was speaking back to her in Spanish, which is odd because I don’t speak Spanish. Also, she was Chinese. Then I ran out of the bank with some sort of parcel and hid behind a UPS truck. And that is all.
Well, according to dreammoods.com, a dragon means you let yourself get carried away by your passion and you need to exercise some self-control. A railroad means linear goals, and blocks on the railroad means you have lost track of your goals. They also say a train means life’s journey, and you are on the right track. Running means you are avoiding an issue you need to confront. Or, it could just mean you ate some bad sushi.
When I can even remember my dreams, they’re never as cool as this one. Why can’t I have more dystopian visions?
Dude …… far out……
Wow, I usually only have such weird dreams if I eat pizza too close to bedtime, hehe.
I e-mailed you an alternate analysis of your dream that I think is much more on target. However, because I want to live, I won’t be sharing it here, lol.