Dream Journal: Suffer the Evil Overlords
On Sunday morning when I woke up the following phrase kept repeating itself in my head:
We suffer then you decide.
… Make of that what you will.
I fight authority and authority always wins... in my dreams
In one particularly vivid dream, there was a battle between a rebel alliance and a brutal authoritarian regime. I was on the side of the rebels, naturally.
The evil overlords didn’t know that I was one of the rebel movement’s ringleaders – or so I thought. Part of me worried I had been sold out by a traitor but I had no proof of this and so wasn’t sure if I should continue on as usual and hope the bad guys didn’t suspect me or go underground before they caught me and put me in jail.
I had to decide quickly, though, because the overlords were coming to check on the progress of a work project I was spearheading.
Before they could reach us, my team of rebels and I were searching for something we thought could defeat the bad guys. We sent a younger member of our crew wading into a river to retrieve fist-sized leeches from the underside of a bridge. These leeches had some kind of magical property that was going to help us in our fight.
… Later on, I was in an upscale hat shop watching women trying on hats. Lorelei from J-School was there. I believe the hats were a symbol of defiance against our oppressors. Because we all know how evil overlords hate haberdasheries.
… Later still, I went to work on a Tuesday even though I was scheduled to go into the office on Wednesday as well. I got there at 8:00 and the building was empty. That’s when I remembered they’d moved the starting time back to 8:30.
Elizabeth was the only person in the office – she’d come in early to finish something off before its deadline. I was talking to her when I suddenly realized I had forgotten to take the boys to their babysitters’ places. Because I had the car, I’d left no way for Rob to take them, either. Doh!
As an aside, I’m currently writing this on a late ferry, worried about the boys because I missed their regular pick-up time due to a change in the ferry schedule, and am wondering if Rob was able to get them or if they feel like they’ve been abandoned by us.
Life imitates dreams imitate life…
Tags: rebel alliance dreams
Dream Journal | lucid dream girl | 
July 27, 2009 4:04 pm
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