theos
The Living Force
I had this dream today shortly before 3am. I usually only remember bits and pieces of my dreams but I found this one quite odd so I made myself get up and write it down. Here's what I wrote in my diary:
Did pipe breathing and POTS before falling asleep. Very conflicted about work options, asked for guidance before bed. So, anyway...the dream.
In the first part, I was a member of the forum but not in good standing. My ego had taken a battering in some post and I feared being banned. Just ego- not true. In this dream forum we all knew eachother personally. We still posted but we lived in a very lush, green forest setting. I got the feeling it was somewhat paridisical until some interlopers came in.
There was this posting wunderkind. He looked like a ripped Adonis and everyone was in love with his posts. It turns out he was a robot bent on detroying the forum and the paradise. I found out because during nap time I noticed my right arm and leg would shoot out and stick to him like a magnet. Out on a walk one day, I saw some other imposters plotting to destroy the forum. (I think I realized briefly that I was dreaming and tried to tell myself to get off of my back. I couldn't.) In the dream I was pretending to be asleep so I could eavesdrop, was thinking of PM'ing Laura with the plot details but doubted she would believe me due to my previous forum embarassment and I admonished myself for having a "hero program" and wanting to save the forum. I'd decided to go ahead and take a chance when some of the interlopers discovered me.
They were hiding a battery in a creek bed and they were using it to beam the invaders in and out. I somehow knew that they were intent on killing everyone in the forum in very nasty ways like slicing and dicing. They came after me. The only reason I got away is that I vomited wheatgrass into the face of one of the attackers and it came to me that they were probably allergic to chlorophyll. I imagined everyone on the forum going after the attackers with palm fronds and grasses and the invaders melted away. :)
The dream shifted and this time I'd decided not to post. I'd been going about my business in the forest and was captured. I was going down a long elevator shaft and there were murals painted on the walls with scenes of how humans are supposed to behave and relate to eachother. Scenes of sex in stress positions and scenes that depicted humans as devoid of feeling. I was feeling great fear, dread and despair as I went down. I was being taken to a place where humans were being reprogrammed as robots. All the lab workers were in white coats. They were caucasian with varying shades of brown hair. The prisoners were of all races. The lab tech pricked my finger for a DNA sample and asked how they got me. I burst into tears and told him that I'd thought I won the lottery. Then I woke up and immediately rolled onto my side.
There are other scary details that I've forgotten. But I had that usual (for me) feeling of dread and fear that I have in my dreams of being relentlessly pursued with no mercy and no hope of escape.
This dream showed me several things.
1. I'm still afraid of posting. I've been getting on myself lately for not making what I would feel to be any significant steps on the forum or in my own development. I've not been in the swamp and I've not been mirrored really. I feel a sense of stagnation. For example, I ridicule myself for not posting in the swamp and try to justify not posting by telling myself I'll just be posting noise or seeking attention and if something swamp-y comes up I will post it. I don't trust my own thoughts and playing around with them on my own without the benefit of a mirror gets me nowhere.
2. I do have a hero program. I have loads of programs and alternate between them or try to rationalize or justify my behavior when thinking of why I do or don't do certain things.
3. I'm feeling nervousness/anxiety about the new FOTCM. A sort of s@#t or get off the pot type of feeling. Something big is happening and I want to be a part of it but at the same time all my inadequecy programs are running and I'm sensing the desire to run away. This is a chance to "do" and I'm afraid to leave the comfort of my life and strike out in a new direction. In the dream I escaped when I decided to take a chance and was captured and fell into roboticism when I didn't.
4. Wheatgrass is good.
That's all. Any mirrors, thoughts, comments welcomed.
Did pipe breathing and POTS before falling asleep. Very conflicted about work options, asked for guidance before bed. So, anyway...the dream.
In the first part, I was a member of the forum but not in good standing. My ego had taken a battering in some post and I feared being banned. Just ego- not true. In this dream forum we all knew eachother personally. We still posted but we lived in a very lush, green forest setting. I got the feeling it was somewhat paridisical until some interlopers came in.
There was this posting wunderkind. He looked like a ripped Adonis and everyone was in love with his posts. It turns out he was a robot bent on detroying the forum and the paradise. I found out because during nap time I noticed my right arm and leg would shoot out and stick to him like a magnet. Out on a walk one day, I saw some other imposters plotting to destroy the forum. (I think I realized briefly that I was dreaming and tried to tell myself to get off of my back. I couldn't.) In the dream I was pretending to be asleep so I could eavesdrop, was thinking of PM'ing Laura with the plot details but doubted she would believe me due to my previous forum embarassment and I admonished myself for having a "hero program" and wanting to save the forum. I'd decided to go ahead and take a chance when some of the interlopers discovered me.
They were hiding a battery in a creek bed and they were using it to beam the invaders in and out. I somehow knew that they were intent on killing everyone in the forum in very nasty ways like slicing and dicing. They came after me. The only reason I got away is that I vomited wheatgrass into the face of one of the attackers and it came to me that they were probably allergic to chlorophyll. I imagined everyone on the forum going after the attackers with palm fronds and grasses and the invaders melted away. :)
The dream shifted and this time I'd decided not to post. I'd been going about my business in the forest and was captured. I was going down a long elevator shaft and there were murals painted on the walls with scenes of how humans are supposed to behave and relate to eachother. Scenes of sex in stress positions and scenes that depicted humans as devoid of feeling. I was feeling great fear, dread and despair as I went down. I was being taken to a place where humans were being reprogrammed as robots. All the lab workers were in white coats. They were caucasian with varying shades of brown hair. The prisoners were of all races. The lab tech pricked my finger for a DNA sample and asked how they got me. I burst into tears and told him that I'd thought I won the lottery. Then I woke up and immediately rolled onto my side.
There are other scary details that I've forgotten. But I had that usual (for me) feeling of dread and fear that I have in my dreams of being relentlessly pursued with no mercy and no hope of escape.
This dream showed me several things.
1. I'm still afraid of posting. I've been getting on myself lately for not making what I would feel to be any significant steps on the forum or in my own development. I've not been in the swamp and I've not been mirrored really. I feel a sense of stagnation. For example, I ridicule myself for not posting in the swamp and try to justify not posting by telling myself I'll just be posting noise or seeking attention and if something swamp-y comes up I will post it. I don't trust my own thoughts and playing around with them on my own without the benefit of a mirror gets me nowhere.
2. I do have a hero program. I have loads of programs and alternate between them or try to rationalize or justify my behavior when thinking of why I do or don't do certain things.
3. I'm feeling nervousness/anxiety about the new FOTCM. A sort of s@#t or get off the pot type of feeling. Something big is happening and I want to be a part of it but at the same time all my inadequecy programs are running and I'm sensing the desire to run away. This is a chance to "do" and I'm afraid to leave the comfort of my life and strike out in a new direction. In the dream I escaped when I decided to take a chance and was captured and fell into roboticism when I didn't.
4. Wheatgrass is good.
That's all. Any mirrors, thoughts, comments welcomed.