posted on May, 13 2010 @ 06:13 AM
This was an incredibly vivd dream; similar to a lucid dream except rather nightmarish (to begin with) and out of my control. This dream was also
notable for its "intersubjectivity:" I could feel my consciousness slip effortlessly between the dream characters for a long time, and I didn't
soldify as a "character" myself until close to the end.
I was in a completely run-down, dessicated city packed with millions and millions of people. Far denser than any city you can imagine: people didn't
even "walk down the street," so to speak...they had to climb over each other in a kind of perpetual scrum. There were all these rickety buildings
packed with people and everyone was squabbling and fistfighting over who got to be inside which building, etc.
The city or community was ruled by three gigantic, more modern towers. The bottom floors of all these were completely savaged...it was like the
building curtan walls were shattered and the lower levels all broken into clifflike outcroppings...this was filled with people and garbage, mud,
water, excrement, etc...pure anarcy and scambling. Up a little higher, things were still pretty rough and crowded but at least livable. The top floors
of these large buildings were totally sealed-off plush paradises where a handful of ultra-wealthy lived in spotless splendor. Everyone else was mired
in struggle and filth.
Each building had a "king" and a "queen." The dream opened with the three "queens" moving down the street between two of their buildings. People
parted for them but there was a very menicing vibe in the air, as though the crowd might close in and kill them or worse. Two of the women were
visably shaken but the third seemed perfectly casual and at ease. Then suddenly the confident queen gave some sort of signal and the crowd swarmed
over the other two, killing them.
It was a major victory for the leaders of the third, most distant tower, who had organized it. The other two towers reacted in fury. After a complex
series of events and backbitings, a massive war between the three broke out. First towers 2 and 3 were massively damaged, cracking and crumbling in
large chunks but still standing. The new queen in tower 2 proved a ruthless woman who created a kind of reign of terror and bloodletting even as her
community decayed and crumbled beyond anarchy to nihilistic terror.
Soon I began to follow and eventually identify with a figure in the second tower who was a kind of telescopic expert. He/I lived near the top of
tower 2 and in more peaceful days had served the king and queen of that tower well with the ability to observe goings-on all over the crowded,
dangerous city. Now the king was dead, the old queen had been killed, and the new queen was an extraordinarily terrifying and ruthless person who I
felt I had to stay away from at all costs. I wanted to go to my observatory and check out a specific event, but it would be difficult to get there
because of the recent damage to the building. I was also leery of moving through the very top of the building where the deranged queen roamed.