I dreamed today that i was allowed to escape from jail and make my way North by hitching a ride with a young woman in a jeep. We ended up in an odd town where people did not seem normal. I tried to blend in but couldn't figure out how, so i started to get scared and tried to hide but couldn't. When some people who i thought to be police detected my fear they started hunting me and eventually caught me in the open (in public). But instead of arresting me as a fugitive, they gave me some clothes and some food then let me go. It seems they only wanted me to not to be afraid (after i woke up i realized that this was the exact opposite of what the „Justice System” in the real world wants).
Realizing that i wasn't „in Kansas anymore”, i started trying to figure out where i was. I asked nearby people about laws and was told there were none. I wondered how there could be such an organized society without laws (they had free public transportation and obviously a very proactive welfare system). I realized then that if i had remained fearfull after being helped then i might have actually been killed, because in this society fear itself was the only nemesis. But if i were killed it would not have been out of fear, it would have been out of necessity. I then understood that i was in utopia, and i started crying when i realized so. But this utopia was not a place where everyone was always happy. It was just a place where no one was afraid (so you could be happy or sad, without fear).
One other very interesting thing happened in this dream. After i realized i was in Utopia i started to explore. I found myself naturally „employing” myself according to my abilities. I did not have to be told what to do, if i could do something that needed to be done then i just did it. I don't know if or how this kind of economy might work in the real world, but it seemed to work very well in this utopian dream world. Also, one effect of this type of economy seemed to be a lot of arts and crafts. All the „stores” were like art galleries rather than factory outlets, and items were not purchased, everything was „free”. (Though concepts like „purchase” and „free” did not quite fit and such terms would have been as strange to the people in this dream as they once were to the native Americans).
