Dream prequel?
I had a very chaotic dream this morning.
I was at Walmart near to closing, wandering around looking for something and worried about getting locked in. I went through an interior door and found myself outside the store. I needed to get back in, but the door I'd come through was locked, so I circled the building until I found an open door.
I was inside a sort of hotel that was filled with refugees, including my mother and siblings (most of this part of the dream involved trying to keep my very young sister out of trouble ... and not quite succeeding). There was a general staying in the presidential suite with his family - he was Egyptian but some how he was our protector. Someone murdered ... his wife, I think. Maybe him, but I'm sure it was his wife. She was much younger than he and not Egyptian. He loved and respected her. I was investigating her death when ...the alarm went off.
~~*~~
Now in real life, I haven't been feeling well the past few days and I couldn't get myself to wake fully, plus I was concerned about the dream, so I gave myself permission to go back to sleep.
~~*~~
I found myself back in the hotel, filled with refugees and soldiers and the Egyptian general was there, but he was much younger. I was there with my father and siblings; two of my sisters were older teens. Apparently, I hadn't slipped back into the same dream, exactly.
I wasn't the same person I had been previously. I was ... intense and focused. The people of my country, which the Egyptian general was invading, used tuned crystals to find their true loves. When the crystal is close to the one tuned to it, it begins to vibrate. My baby sister's crystal began this vibration and she stepped forward to ask permission to find her true love.
The general forbade this. He kept his soldiers under tight control, no fraternization with the natives, no raping, no rampaging.
I comforted my sister ... loudly. Quoting bits from the general's books, explaining how he felt that soldiers need to be focused on warfare and not be distracted by petty things like wives and children. I said that he was seeking to bring peace to the world and postulated that it would be the peace of the grave, with no soldiers left to fight because there would be no children and no people in future generations.
I don't know quite what I thinking - maybe just a petty insult to a man with whom I was furious, but it worked. He gave her permission to seek her mate amongst his men, and he extended it to the other women there.
I immediately sought out one of his men, named Anton (though someone else had to tell me that) because he had information for the resistance. I greeted him with an enthusiastic kiss (his response was not so enthusiastic, however. He knew what I was about). While I was getting his intel, under the guise of ... well, fraternization, we were approached by one of the general's aide who requested that I meet with the general.
It was more of an order than a request.
I met with him, we began sparring. I told him I couldn't take the time to meet with him long, I had to check on my younger siblings (including the troublemaking toddler). He sent aides to babysit the little ones and to supervise the, umm, mate search of the two teen sisters.
I was so sure that he had discovered that I was a member of the resistance, but ... it wasn't like that. I can't recall the conversation exactly, but I kept answering his questions and comments with military terms and ideas.
He asked why I didn't wear a tuned crystal, I told him that I didn't believe in them. I remember that I told him I didn't wish to bear children only to see them march off to die. That I was a nurturer, not a murderer.
He then suggested that unless I get one of the tuned crystals, he would separate the women and his soldiers, not let them meet. But that if I agreed to being tuned to one, he would order that every man under his command do the same. Which is about when I realized the big mistake I'd made.
And that was when my watching mind understood that it was the same dream, about 20 years earlier, when the Egyptian general met, wooed and won his wife.
I was at Walmart near to closing, wandering around looking for something and worried about getting locked in. I went through an interior door and found myself outside the store. I needed to get back in, but the door I'd come through was locked, so I circled the building until I found an open door.
I was inside a sort of hotel that was filled with refugees, including my mother and siblings (most of this part of the dream involved trying to keep my very young sister out of trouble ... and not quite succeeding). There was a general staying in the presidential suite with his family - he was Egyptian but some how he was our protector. Someone murdered ... his wife, I think. Maybe him, but I'm sure it was his wife. She was much younger than he and not Egyptian. He loved and respected her. I was investigating her death when ...the alarm went off.
~~*~~
Now in real life, I haven't been feeling well the past few days and I couldn't get myself to wake fully, plus I was concerned about the dream, so I gave myself permission to go back to sleep.
~~*~~
I found myself back in the hotel, filled with refugees and soldiers and the Egyptian general was there, but he was much younger. I was there with my father and siblings; two of my sisters were older teens. Apparently, I hadn't slipped back into the same dream, exactly.
I wasn't the same person I had been previously. I was ... intense and focused. The people of my country, which the Egyptian general was invading, used tuned crystals to find their true loves. When the crystal is close to the one tuned to it, it begins to vibrate. My baby sister's crystal began this vibration and she stepped forward to ask permission to find her true love.
The general forbade this. He kept his soldiers under tight control, no fraternization with the natives, no raping, no rampaging.
I comforted my sister ... loudly. Quoting bits from the general's books, explaining how he felt that soldiers need to be focused on warfare and not be distracted by petty things like wives and children. I said that he was seeking to bring peace to the world and postulated that it would be the peace of the grave, with no soldiers left to fight because there would be no children and no people in future generations.
I don't know quite what I thinking - maybe just a petty insult to a man with whom I was furious, but it worked. He gave her permission to seek her mate amongst his men, and he extended it to the other women there.
I immediately sought out one of his men, named Anton (though someone else had to tell me that) because he had information for the resistance. I greeted him with an enthusiastic kiss (his response was not so enthusiastic, however. He knew what I was about). While I was getting his intel, under the guise of ... well, fraternization, we were approached by one of the general's aide who requested that I meet with the general.
It was more of an order than a request.
I met with him, we began sparring. I told him I couldn't take the time to meet with him long, I had to check on my younger siblings (including the troublemaking toddler). He sent aides to babysit the little ones and to supervise the, umm, mate search of the two teen sisters.
I was so sure that he had discovered that I was a member of the resistance, but ... it wasn't like that. I can't recall the conversation exactly, but I kept answering his questions and comments with military terms and ideas.
He asked why I didn't wear a tuned crystal, I told him that I didn't believe in them. I remember that I told him I didn't wish to bear children only to see them march off to die. That I was a nurturer, not a murderer.
He then suggested that unless I get one of the tuned crystals, he would separate the women and his soldiers, not let them meet. But that if I agreed to being tuned to one, he would order that every man under his command do the same. Which is about when I realized the big mistake I'd made.
And that was when my watching mind understood that it was the same dream, about 20 years earlier, when the Egyptian general met, wooed and won his wife.