Rojazora

It's been a few weeks since I've had a lucid dream (even longer since I've written about one).

I remember being transported to the "future" which seemed to follow the ideas of the TV series Fringe, in the way that in this future there are advance humans that have the ability to read your mind, and try to control ordinary citizens with this ability. I remember being in the future with my boyfriend, and a friend of ours. We had gone to an old run down movie theater which apparently we had made long ago to be our "headquarters" for the resistance against these advance mind-reading humans. When I had walked inside, I had found everything to be falling apart and covered in dust. I had also found our faithful dog companion, and it looked like he had been living there for years, waiting for us to return.

I had felt so bad for the dog, as it had looked like he had not been eating well for quite some time. I had decided to get a hold of some dog food to help nurture our friend back to health. All three of us had gotten into a car, where my friend had suggested that I drive. It was at this point that I became somewhat lucid because I had said to her "Are you sure? I'm not really great with driving cars, especially in dreams..." I had shown her the difficulty with driving while in a dream when I tried to stop the car outside a gas station, and had trouble getting the car to come to a complete stop. The car only stopped completely when I had focused my attention and "stopped" it with my mind. I walked into the gas station where I began picking out bags of dog food. It was then that a few of those mind reading humans came into the station, with their guards right behind them. I knew that they would be looking for us, or at least sense us to be suspicious, so while I was attempting to pay for the dog food, to combat the obvious mind reading, I began reciting musical scales in my head. I had to focus all of my will to think only about music, and not anything else to give me away.

The gas station attendant had trouble running my credit card to pay for the dog food, and was obviously nervous about those who had just come in. He was so nervous he just let me have the dog food so that I could get out of there. I quickly left the store and found my friend, she was worried I had been caught. I told her I was fine and that we needed to all get on the next city bus to get away.

I woke up.

So, last night I had this dream where my brother and I, for some reason, were sent to this island for “punishment” for a crime, or something. This island was no ordinary prison. In fact, they don’t advertise it as a prison so that it wouldn't get shut down. This island would brain wash you into believing that this island was all there is, and that you needed to stay on this island for the rest of your life. You would be provided for, the basics, food, water, and shelter, but you had to work for them. You literally had to pledge your life to maintaining the island and for a reward you would get better facilities. But this was another form of brainwashing, keeping you obedient. You could NEVER leave, you would be shot upon attempt of escape, or worse, you would be captured and then put into the arena to fight for your life. You may face other inmates or traps to survive. You had no rights, and the authorities could do literally whatever they wanted to you. I was put into the arena a few times because I wanted to get me and my brother off the island. My brother was totally brainwashed and was content with staying there. At one point I remember being in the arena and realizing it was a dream. I think I said “bring it on, bitches”, and then had to battle a couple of bangle tigers, which wasn't hard being lucid. Oh, and Bree, you were there, but you gave me a box of used scarves to help me escape, though I have no fucking clue how that would help me…