Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Strange dream...


Quick details of dream:

Some symbol that is found … looks like it is 2 dimensional.  It’s like a piece of really thin glass that has no thickness at all….but is about 1ft by 1ft square.  It is mostly clear, but has circular curvy lines and patterns on it.  Some are square….hard to tell though.  It might change on it’s own. 

Fast forward. 

Skipping past the hockey part of the dream where I have half a stick and end up playing as a substitute for another player.  I score about 5 goals and win the game.  It’s too easy. 

I then go to a laboratory.  There is a scientist who has created a machine and has a theory.  The machine has gears on it that are bronze in color.  The gears have a strange face to them and a pattern of working.  There is a little hole in the center of one of the gears.  There is also a blind lady in the room.  She is skilled in some way where she is the only one who has the stable hand and ability to make the machine work.  The scientist explains to me that while all these years we thought we were just a part of the universe…in reality we created the universe.  Or rather, the product of this machine created the universe.  Except this machine isn’t the original.  The scientist somehow recreated something from zillions of years ago.  So, the lady sits down, gently grabs a wand of some sort.  Like a pen, but much thinner and made of steel.  She places the tip in the hole on the gear, and starts to turn it in a circular pattern.  She holds the wand like a pen about chest level while she’s doing this.  The gears start turning…and getting faster and faster.  Soon, the gears a flying along.  An image starts to appear above the gears on the machine.  The image is of the glass plate type thing.  It’s fading in and out…but once she starts really going, the image is solid. 

The scientist starts to explain that this symbol is the creator of everything.  It’s like a magic key.  He explains that he is creating the universe as we speak.  Things are changing and forming.

I then fast forward to the Northwest territory of Canada/Alaska area.  I am with a girl.  We drive up to a lake, and watch as these huge posts start rising out of the water.  The are log steps that rise one at a time.  There are about 10 of them leading out about 30 feet into the lake in a row.  At the end, and platform rises and has a wooden seat type thing on it…sorta like a picnic table.  The girl waits on the edge of the lake as I cross the log posts.  I hop from one to the next, and get to the platform.  I’m amazed that this was just created.   I can hear the scientist talk in my mind when I cross the steps.   Once I sit on the platform, It starts to tip.  I fall into the water and start to swim towards the shore.  As I get to the shore and try to climb onto a rock out of the water, I notice a huge snake that looks like a rattler snake.  It’s about to bite me, so I grab it by the mouth and pull it into the water.  I squeeze it until it dies.  I climb out and notice something is on my body…on my legs.  I try to wash it off…It’s like little snake leaches.  I can’t get it off, so I run into the woods a little and jump into a swamp.  This water is different for some reason, and I can wash the creatures off.  I notice another boy in the swamp.  He’s doing the same thing. 

I then look back at the girl I’m with…she’s still by the lake’s edge.  I notice a boat approaching her.  I instantly sense danger, so I run up to her and yell “Get in the car…we’ve got to get out of here”  We rush to get into the car…she’s driving…I’m passenger.  The boy runs up behind us and I say “wait for the boy”.  He opens the hatch on the hatch back bug, and jumps in, just as the guys are getting off the boat.  They’ve got machine guns, and want to kill us.  We start to drive away, up the dirt road.  There is a car blocking the way, but her car is so small that we can cruise past it just barely fitting between the guard rail and the car.  We take off and duck our heads…thinking they are going to shoot at us.  As we drive, I say “just don’t pop a tire!...we need to get out of here”. 

Then I wake up.  My feeling was that the guys knew that we were onto the idea of the creation of the universe, and needed to be silenced. 

Strange thing is that I’ve had the very tail of that dream before.  The part where we flee the scene.  Exact same dream ending. 

Shamus Hogan.

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