Another dream...odd.
Sep. 16th, 2006 01:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sparksolThis actually makes three nights in a row.
I'm not entirely sure I was in this one, either. It's more like I was a camera watching events happen, until near the end anyway.
Seems like a medieval earth lifestyle, without a class system. And anachonisms list wristwatches. People show up, strangers, and they offer to help rebuild some ancient ruins (walls, mostly. Tall walls. And gates. I can tell this is happening all over the planet. Seems this is some kind of post-apocolyptic future. Sort of. Not much to show for it though.) After a certain amount of help with this, many people begin to act differently, or forget things they normally would not. Soon people (children especially, of course) are encouraged to stay nearby their homes, and away from certain areas the visitors claim are dangerous.
Seems fair enough. Could be radiation, some kind of toxin, who knows. Except they aren't staying away from those places. And after a while, the walls and gates are finished, but the visitors won't open them. And people who were against them are now inexplicably for them being here, and vice versa. Some suggest something called a 'memory bubble' is involved, but it's pointed out that they don't work like that.
Some children are playing with some things in another room. They have radios around here? Interesting. But they also have some kind of manually operated sound-recording device. Turn the crank, and it'll record or play back sound. Turn it the other way, it'll play backwards or record that way, and it only turns so far, so eventually you have to turn it the other way. Seems to be simple toys in the local area. They hit upon the idea: Perhaps memories are being recorded, and sent to other people? They tell the adults, and after a lot of discussion, it seems possible. The visitors are confronted. (Since somehow, no one trusts them anymore.)
They get upset, and now claim to be from some superior technological society, and tell us about our planet's history, showing us a tattered flag that used to be this planets'. It strangely resembles the US flag, with 48 tiny galaxies instead of stars. Some history is revealed to me (the viewer!) at this point. This planet (which may or may not be the one you're reading this from. Not important.) was once a capital of sorts, over (presumably 47) other interplanetary semi-governmental systems. It was quite vast, but what happened to it? No enemy or civil war destroyed it. It just seemed to fade to nothing for no readily apparent reason. When my point of view returns to actual people...it's a group of humans again, but either they've fought off the visitors and advanced a few centuries technologically, or this is an entirely different world. Personal powered armor mechs, a militaristic team of people searching a huge cavern which was in reality an old base guarded by the computer-controlled base itself. No living enemy was ever specified, and I'm not sure what, if any, point there was to this part. After dealing with the computer and retrieving a cache of weapons, they went back to base.
Then I woke up.
I get the feeling something is trying to tell me something else.
I'm not entirely sure I was in this one, either. It's more like I was a camera watching events happen, until near the end anyway.
Seems like a medieval earth lifestyle, without a class system. And anachonisms list wristwatches. People show up, strangers, and they offer to help rebuild some ancient ruins (walls, mostly. Tall walls. And gates. I can tell this is happening all over the planet. Seems this is some kind of post-apocolyptic future. Sort of. Not much to show for it though.) After a certain amount of help with this, many people begin to act differently, or forget things they normally would not. Soon people (children especially, of course) are encouraged to stay nearby their homes, and away from certain areas the visitors claim are dangerous.
Seems fair enough. Could be radiation, some kind of toxin, who knows. Except they aren't staying away from those places. And after a while, the walls and gates are finished, but the visitors won't open them. And people who were against them are now inexplicably for them being here, and vice versa. Some suggest something called a 'memory bubble' is involved, but it's pointed out that they don't work like that.
Some children are playing with some things in another room. They have radios around here? Interesting. But they also have some kind of manually operated sound-recording device. Turn the crank, and it'll record or play back sound. Turn it the other way, it'll play backwards or record that way, and it only turns so far, so eventually you have to turn it the other way. Seems to be simple toys in the local area. They hit upon the idea: Perhaps memories are being recorded, and sent to other people? They tell the adults, and after a lot of discussion, it seems possible. The visitors are confronted. (Since somehow, no one trusts them anymore.)
They get upset, and now claim to be from some superior technological society, and tell us about our planet's history, showing us a tattered flag that used to be this planets'. It strangely resembles the US flag, with 48 tiny galaxies instead of stars. Some history is revealed to me (the viewer!) at this point. This planet (which may or may not be the one you're reading this from. Not important.) was once a capital of sorts, over (presumably 47) other interplanetary semi-governmental systems. It was quite vast, but what happened to it? No enemy or civil war destroyed it. It just seemed to fade to nothing for no readily apparent reason. When my point of view returns to actual people...it's a group of humans again, but either they've fought off the visitors and advanced a few centuries technologically, or this is an entirely different world. Personal powered armor mechs, a militaristic team of people searching a huge cavern which was in reality an old base guarded by the computer-controlled base itself. No living enemy was ever specified, and I'm not sure what, if any, point there was to this part. After dealing with the computer and retrieving a cache of weapons, they went back to base.
Then I woke up.
I get the feeling something is trying to tell me something else.