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    Drones, Drugs, and Soldiers.

    by , 03-12-2023 at 05:55 PM (187 Views)
    Had a dream in the same world as my previous ďNo OutsideĒ dream: https://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/ner...outside-94602/

    I didnít realize it until later in the dream. It started out in waterways between tall (concrete?) buildings that had no visible windows or doors.

    There was a hole-in-the-wall market. At the entrance, a man sold goods to customers (literally it was a hole in the wall of one of the buildings, it was well hidden). He sold everything from foot to housewears to electronics to drugs.

    He asked me what I was looking for (his products were in the back mostly, customers stayed outside and he brought things out to them). I knew I was dreaming so I though ďSure I could go for some dream drugs.Ē

    But I knew there was something I wanted to remember to do tonight that could be applied to this moment. What was itÖ?

    Then I remembered. I was trying to figure out how to be truly happy again (been feeling off lately). So I told him Iíd like something thatíll make me happy. He handed me some drugs and I took one. Nothing extraordinary happened, I just felt sorta drunk/high afterwards.

    As I left, I noticed there were cameras watching just outside. Other customers told how to sneak around them.

    Through dream scan, I realized this whole city was being watched by something and people lived in secret within the crevices. These people were surrounded and trapped.

    I went out to look at the cameras and realized they were the same drones from my ďNo OutsideĒ dream. Same world, different location. The drones were trying to recapture people who escaped.

    I ended up letting the drones capture me out of curiosity to see what would happen but woke up (either SO woke me up or other natural waking).

    After the wake up, I went back in but appeared in the woods. I was standing in a path when all the sudden about thirty soldiers in light gray uniforms showed up, but most of them were noticeably drunk.

    A couple others appeared behind me with a higher ranking officer in green. The soldiers flanking him moved to join the group and they all looked at him as he spoke to the group.

    I just happened to be there and was in the way, so I moved off the path and watched.

    They were about to go home, which I guess was why he didnít care about some random bystander being there, or the drunken murmuring. Everyone seemed tired, done, and eager to leave. Happy, in a way? Eh.

    I suppose thatís what Iíve been feeling lately, whatever the hell it is. Iím done fighting, Iíve lost my entire family, everything I thought I knew was a lie, the world has been turned upside down and will never be the same. Time to go home and live life like none of it happened. I donít know who I am anymore but everythings fine now and Iím supposed to be happy. I *want* to be happy. If Iím broken, that means they won. All they ever wanted was to break me. Iím so angry that Iíve let them win.

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