My dream from last night:
it started off as some sort of field tripe with each of us launching off Into the sky. I forgot the exact details of this part of the dream, sadly. Something was happening, but I can’t remember what! There might’ve been some great big battle. Darn.
So, I end up at the sanctuary of my old church sitting in a row of single desks with many many people there, some of which are familiar faces. The the VR simulation begins...
It’s beautiful, really. THere’s an angelic girl With Two sets of sky blue wings. They look heavy but fluffy and soft. I want to touch them. I can’t. Sad.We watch her in her world for a while. Then it switches to a giant dancer. A woman with brown hair and blue eyes. So beautiful and dazzling. So realistic. We’re all so Charmed we literally start moving with her like marionettes. She Smiles and notices me for one second, then moves on. I feel strange.
It changes again to some guy, just some smooth Hollywood guy talking about whatever. I’m looking around, wanting to leave. He notices that. I try to find the door, but it’s missing. I sit back down. He smiles at me. I feel strange.
Why is everyone else just going with it?
The simulation changes again, and i take the opportunity to leave. I find the door. They don’t want me to go, but i book it, but end up in another room, another simulation. I’m approached by a woman who offers me acting classes. With my understanding, I had the potential to be one of the greats. I realized this was how they do it. It’s all a show, a great big distraction from what’s really going on. But I don’t like being controlled, so I leave. It takes me some time to get out, what with them trying to keep me in so badly.
i make it to the lobby. There’s the actors and reporters there, hanging out. They barely glance at me.There’s a group of old ladies on the way out. I feel the urge to talk to them. They Look like they pity me. I must've Looked like I’ve gone through hell, even though I couldn’t see myself I felt embarrassed. This is how it goes, they said. If you’re not with them, you end up working for the rest of your life, and many don’t make it before their time. Or save to retirement, even though there wouldn’t be much of a world left to retire to. It’s all they can do.
They talk about the illusion of the dying world. How I may not like being controlled but I could find something I believe in and work towards that, they said. There is still time, they said. They said that maybe a field in the sciences was my best bet. I could live and be satisfied with that. I felt a lot of doubt at those words. They smiled at me with such sadness. I don’t recall their last words because I think I walked out and woke up!
Interpret that!
