So I had this dream that somehow most people in the world were excruciatingly poor. I was one of them. We were in like a school-like looking like place. Inside it was all dirty with garbage and human matter, like fluids, and all sorts of nastiness. A lot of people were stuck in there. Somehow people couldnt really be outside. I snuck into some building leaving my family behind. I think my grandma was the last one to let me go, well she sent me off or something.
I tried to look like I belonged in this building and then I got stopped by the "doorguy" who looked like one of those people that are in the elevators pressing buttons for you. Well he had that uniform I mean. Somehow this odd version of my name was written in his book for one of the apartments I guess. I was like see? my name is there! It looked something like Sang Cadend I dunno something like that. I was like close enough, they must have messed it up. I was like how does he know it's really me? But I didn't care to wonder much and I escaped quickly before I could somehow get caught. Then I went to the elevator which like didnt go up and down but instead it was a small train. I was like oh ok so this is like a building that has mini buildings inside or something like that. Inside the train I found K. She was all happyiesh and talking about nonsense and I wondered how she could be so happy after all the horrible things that were happening right outside. She seemed to be concerned with clothes and all sorts of materialistic stupid things. I didn't want to keep talking to her. I thought she had become a waste.
I think I knew I was supposed to find this apartment and somehow bring my family and maybe others into it.
It was an overall sad dream though because of all the things people were having to deal with. A lot of discomfort and poverty. It was as if it had become extremely difficult to maintain a comfortable status, I guess as if maybe there wasn't enough space, and resources to keep living comfortably so it had somehow been decided that only certain priviledged people would be able to live this way, and they were like in their priviledged bubble, with a government and a proper system, a lot of space, good clean environments, etc etc. Since there were too many people in the world it wouldn't be possible to keep such comforts if they're all together, so a great portion of the world had been shunned to live outside the bubble and in a waste-ridden world with only the leftover chaos caused by previous civilizations and still being perpetrated by the bubble one. Me and my family just wanted in. I dunno if my mind cared about saving the others. I don't think I thought about that. The instinct for survival rests only on oneself and those closest to us I guess. But as I look back on this dream, that seems very possible. And it can sort of be thought that way now, since developed countries kinda shun outsiders from getting in the "bubble" and they are also utilizing the resources of the whole world, and there continues to be overpopulation. I dont mean to point fingers at the developed countries thou. I don't think it's their fault. I think they just got leaders who are smarter about how to deal and organize resources, and also probably a lot less corrupt. But yea, this dream is very very interesting and akin to real life.
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