MatthewOlson

I find it particularly interesting when a dream invokes more of a train of thought than simply a venture of sights and sounds. Though, like most dreams recently, this one is fragmented between many different happenings.

Yet, the more memorable sections, happening after my initial encounter with the strange POV version of what seemed similar to League of Legends, and the initial training session with a somehow remembered drama/theatre group from high school, I caught a glimpse of a highly luxurious part of an Unknown City, inside a few of the urban buildings. I heard the anonymous mentioning (a story being told to me) of a particular woman, who was either a queen, a princess, or a countess, who was so sheltered by her high-class pampering, and completely cut off from the public and the life of normal people, that she became psychologically distorted, and began hating the people outside out of massive distrust for all. Her heart was twisted all because of the walls that sheltered her; held her back from the world.
I found myself, then, in a very luxurious commercial space, with a number of high class vendors and restaurants along the way, with a window lining the left side of the hall as I gazed downward upon the city streets. I was wearing a very fancy vest with white shirt and tie underneath, and felt that I fit into this environment, … almost infiltrating-ly (since it was not something I would usually wear). I felt as if I was here out of posing as someone who was rich, or as a spy of some kind. As I explored this area, I began to rationalize the same about vampires, and most things hidden; such things could succeed living in urban spaces and we would know little about it, due to the sheltering of classes, the walls between people, and the countless amounts of forbidden, cut-off, and unexplored spaces in this Unknown City. Not any one person can be aware of everything that occurs within these walls at all times.
I managed to approach a high-class restaurant, but out of timidness or sudden disinterest, I decided to turn around and made my way towards the door leading outside. Oddly enough, while being a few stories above the street before, I was now suddenly transported to the street itself. It was a busy street, with many a small outlets, and lower-income stores. Anyone of these places had doors leading to some place that one can only guess based on the sign. I persisted to explore until coming across a bus area next to a school. The drama class that randomly appeared from before was about to head to their first great performance, and I was certain to avoid any of them noticing me (since for some reason, I was supposed to perform with them). I retreated back to my car, and decided to drive away from the bus.

Later glimpses in my dream consisted of a great air-battle between 3 factions and 1 evil faction. Strangely this evolved into a small room encounter between members of each fending off lights that turned people into zombies.

Yeah, ... normal dream-state madness alright.

Still... there was somewhat of a moral I manage to catch from the passing of all of these thoughts.