date: 2003-03-12
description: Recursuve Brave New World dream
lj-entry-id: 262,218

Recursuve Brave New World dream - 2003-03-12 - Entry 294 - TOGoS's Journal

I just slept most of the day. From sometime after 2 to about 6:00. I had a dream that there was this parallel universe. It was kinda like Brave New World except it wasn't. I had seen a movie about this place. I think it had been a cartoon, like the jetsons movie. At the beginning of the movie it showed these places as if you were driing by on a highway. There was this one place where there were all these tall buildings shaped kind of like the tips of old ink pens, and all identical. That was a reference to 1984. I didn't remember much else about the movie, except that the main character escaped in the end. But now we this was happening to us, so I guess we'd find out.

I was in the (then newly-bought) green van with Sarah and Hannah and some other people that I don't really know in real life. We got to this place that maybe we were going to have a pinic at. This one girl that was with us put her sunglasses down on a ledge in front of the van. Since I had seen the movie, I knew something weird was going to happen. As I walked around the van and talked to people I noticed that the sunglasses were getting twisted. Which was strange because nobody had twisted them. So something weird was going on. Finally these people came out and talked to us. They seemed very friendly. They took us too this building and we were then living there. They seemed to make every effort to make us comfortable, but I thought they controlled us too much. Hannah was being kind of a brat and they took her off and put all sorts drugs in her. Somehow I got involved in this gymnastics thing. And there was this girl with a beard there. So I was swinging around up on this bar thing. I kinda screwed up. It didn't look very good.

I was always planning my escape. There was some guy who was my friend who I talked to about it. I was afraid that somehow the people in charge could always hear us or read our minds or something. There was a place out in the back of the building where I was stashing my stuff.

Then one night it was time for me to leave. My friends had brought out a lot of stuff that I would need. Mostly food. But there was a whole big pile of stuff out there. Mostly wrapped like christmas presents. Way too much for me to carry. But they had noticed that I was missing, and were about to come lokking for me, so I took off. I went to Los Angles.

I have to work on my English Journal, Hydroarg paper, and add some kind of checks to the ATM client, but I'm reading Apocalypse 6, instead.