* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***

Futuristic

I was in some kind of transportation ship with an unknown DC. The DC was in control. We were facing a building which was in the process of exploding. The entire building--inside, was exploding at that moment. We were going to fly through it, and we did, though I didn't dream that part. It was simply explained that we wouldn't know anything about it, and nobody else would see or know that it happened. The idea was that the ship used a technology which avoided passing through physically.

When we had passed through, a man and a woman were sitting on the floor inside a subway system, their backs up against a wall, or even the support of a handrail from stairs leading down to the subway.

In front of each of them were all of their loose items: a hand-held walki-talki like the police keep on their shoulder, and several other small items, all black. Everything was laid out in an orderly square in front of them.

The man was explaining that it was a result of the hyperspace passage, though that term was not how he said it. He tried to explain it to the girl. He said, "Here, pick up your walki-talki...put your hand here (over the walki-talki). Now pick it up (telekinesis implied). She did make the walki-talki levitate.

The woman started talking over the walki-talki. The man began to explain that it wouldn't work right because of the trip through the building. Her transmission was made in slow motion as though we were still in the wake of the hyperspace passage.

It was then explained how her message was received as being urgent, but instead of "keying" her mic twice to push the message faster, her message was given twice. This message was, "on on" which was backwards due to the hyperspace journey.

This message was shown to me visually with the words passing over some kind of conveyor. Then the words were shown in stone triangles as if chiseled out of the stones. The stones passed over the rollers, at a certain point they flipped over so the message was now, "no no" which was the woman's real message.

As mentioned, nobody would no anything about the trip. The stones were going to pass the message to some authority, but since nobody would could know of this message, the stones could not reach their destination. As such, they were deposited in an orderly way in a line that made a wall.

Now I was with a bunch of people in the subway area again. Everyone was being herded around, or they were waiting for their turn to go somewhere. The government was like big brother, and now I wasn't enjoying my position of privilege.

I scoped out the situation. I soon tried to explain that I'd been with McGarrett (from the old Hawaii 5-0), but this didn't earn me any favor. I saw Samual L. Jackson, but he didn't seem to be getting any special treatment either.

I heard a subway come. People were running to it and jumping the turn-stile. I didn't want to, but I made up my mind to do so. I jumped the turn-stile and made it to a car where I thought I recognized a friend. It turned out I didn't recognize the person after all. I got nervous, but I was on my way...somewhere.

We ended up passing a cave. I recognized it through false memory as a cave I had passed through, or even made, with my friends from the original ship. I told someone I had been through there, trying to explain a bit about the important mission. I also retold a bit of an old recurring dream that I thought was part of my mission from this dream, and how I had risked my life.

This old dream was one where I was walking the tracks of a train, and how I had to climb through a trellice or some sort of support. It was very dangerous and I was happy when I'd made it back to safety.

I was on a subway with my cousin who lives in Florida in waking life. She was in another car and I was trying to make my way to her from the neighboring car.

Someone gives me a map of where we are going. The paper has figures that are supposed to resemble the maps on the Marta trains, but instead are handwritten abstractions: circles with an "L" in the middle and then a 1. (OK, so there is an "L1" stop. Is that like "Left 1"? There were other markings, but they weren't clear in my dream.

I decided to just try to open the doors between cars to make my way to my cousin. As I forced the door open, someone started pushing them back closed. Kind of pissed me off. I finally got them opened and made my way through to the next car.

I looked outside the train car and saw tracks that went below a recent flood line. That was kind of disturbing.

The next I remember, I am being threatened by some criminal types. They are demanding all my money. I have a lot, but I tell them no, throw down a $20.00, kicked a couple of them and ran away. My brother was there and he stayed.

So, I ran away and found myself trying to find my way home. I was going through the shops in this little downtown entertainment district. I am lost in a maze of shops and courtyards. I end up with my mouth full of something that I need to spit out.

I go through this bar and find myself between two sets of two guys who are ultimate wrestling. I'm just trying to get by. One of the guys in front of me picks up his opponent and slams him down on his head. It would have broken his neck. Then the guy wants to wrestle me. I make my way around him.

I'm finally able to spit the stuff out of my mouth. I spit out a bunch of nastiness. Then some other guy spits out two balls of something and a fried egg. I spit out some more stuff and now my mouth is empty. (WTF?)

Finally I am in a marble courtyard. It is made up of square designs with steps. It is a complex architectural design. It was very pretty, but I didn't know how to get out.

I don't remember anything after that.