a reply to: FissionSurplus
I have real reservations about posting this dream. Happeend a few days ago and I'm still wondering about it.
I have some insight (from a friend) on what some of the dream might represent but wouldn' t mind some more input.
My Dream - early this morning (I wrote this down a few days ago)
There were a few people around town walking here and there, cars at the lights, a normal day in downtown Montesano.
I was walking with someone close to me by my side (but I couldn’t see) wondering what to buy for dinner.
From the right and up I saw a flash. Just a bright light but not blinding followed immediately by a light haze in the air.
I did not see a mushroom cloud but in the air up high tons of fallout coming down.
I knew immediately it was nuclear and it was time to find a way into shelter before the radiation really hit! (If that’s how it’s works I’m not
sure but there was a desperation to get inside now)!
People were running against me/(us?) headed towards the sea coast.
In the buldings on either side of the road while heading towards the ocean I couldn’t find any door open to me. I kept holding my breath and
covering my eyes and running towards the water.
There were many cement ‘bunkers’ on the way filled with people who’d gone before me. They were screaming to get out, moaning and crying. They
were hungry and dying for want of water. All ages of men and women. I could tell they were going to die. It was awful.
I asked, ‘Why are there so many people crowded into those bunker rooms!’
The voice beside me said ‘Ask first, what kind of bunkers have locks on the outside of the doors?’
At the edge of the ocean, as far north and south I could see were huge gray boats of war - large and small - all with military men/women armed walking
the decks, long guns and missiles pointing towards the shore.
I asked, ‘Are they here to protect us?‘
‘Ask why they’re keeping you from leaving not why they’re here.’
Then I could see broken boats and bodies in the water bobbing back to shore.
The haze from behind was catching up to me.
I said I couldn’t hold my breath anymore.
The voice said ‘How are you doing?’
‘Fine for now,’ I didn’t add 'I’ll be dead in a few days' but I knew it.
Walking back through the haze towards my home there were many people dead, others screaming and dying or just silently staring up at me.
The most disturbing was about 20 people covered in oily black - all naked - with a symbol in white on their thighs. They had eyes but those too were
all oily black.
These people were dancing and writhing some standing some on the ground.
Distinct impression it was life in action art - they were telling some story but I didn't get it.
What the onlookers were doing to these people from the outside of the circle I’ll not say - it’s too perverted and awful but I can say these
people (in the crowd around them) were perfectly healthy, laughing, drinking and eating, no radiation sickness or fear.
I shook my head and said ‘We’ve gone as far as we can go,’ realizing there was no more personal integrity or morality left in America
The light mist in the air (in the dream I was sure it was radiation) grew thicker until it was palpable as real fog.
I had to breath. No way I would get home before breathing.
Then, I was gone.
I didn’t wake up but I knew in the dream I had died. Knowing I’d died wasn’t scary, but factual. Had nothing to do with the dream.
There ya go.