Wayfaerer

I had a dream where I was placed floating in some strange virtual environment. There were no clear reasons to defend myself or anything, but I was forced upon the decision to choose a weapon to fight with. Again, no clear reasons why, it just felt like I had to or was supposed to accept it as an unquestioned assumption, and even embrace/ enjoy it. I didn't want to, so I "scrolled" it seemed like, upwardly through all of the weapons feeling like I just wanted to escape this decision. After I reached the end of the list I just kept looking upward into the sky filled with galaxies. It looked like one of the Hubble deep-field images, but more vibrant and direct. I was pleasantly surprised and relieved at this view and decided I would ignore the fighting and stay there. I had the feeling that something bad would happen if I didn't help someone fight, but I was confident that my choice could help the situation somehow. The galaxies got increasingly vivid and detailed as I stared until the end of the dream. I became lucid just before I woke up.