Tent City Paradise Dream

I just awoke from another one of my future-paradise-world dreams. The last words I remember from the dream, just before the guards here woke me up for breakfast, were, „We are here to learn about each other and to understand each other so we can live together”. It was one of those lengthy and complex dreams that seemed to traverse several different dream worlds in one incongruous but cuntinuous sequence. It seemed to begin with me living in a friend's house with his family. But, they sent me on an errand and when I went to get the family car it was gone. Even the bicycle that I used was missing. I realized that the family wanted me to leave and not come back, it seems I had over stayed my welcome. So, I left on foot and walked away through a suburban neighbourhood, not sure of where I was going to. I decided to head in the general direction of where I thought downtown would be. But, that required me to head into some woods. I followed a foot path for awhile that went along the top of a steep hill covered with trees. Then I came to a large old tree that leaned out over the hill. I leaned on the tree to keep from falling down the hill, but my weight was enough to cause it to come crashing down. It almost landed on a man who appeared to be working in the woods (a ranger?), but just missed him. It then became apparent that the man was there for me. He had come from the future (or perhaps just some other world) to get me and one other person to come back to his world with him, where we were needed for some important reason. The other person was a good looking young man, but he seemed confused and not sure what was happening (as though, perhaps, he himself were having a dream in which he was only half conscious). The man from the future embraced both of us with something on his arms that caused our connection to the world we were in to weaken, so that we could then walk away from it. It was as though we could walk fast forward in time, and even though we passed by other people, they were all motionless, frozen in time if you will. We left the woods, to a paved plaza, then a large hall. I asked the traveller if I could stop to see my mother. He said it was normally against the rules, but since she was nearby I could go see her (to say good-bye?). My mother (apparently) lived in a hospital (retirement home?) but after climbing a broad and long stair-case to get to her room, she wasn't there. Some other old people told me she had moved. So I went back down the stairs to meet back up with the traveller, only now it was just him and me. The other young man was gone (perhaps already in the „future”). The next thing I remember is being inside a large steel (or perhaps iron?) ball with the traveller. The ball clanked loudly as it rolled with us inside of it, but we remained stationary. Then it stopped, unexpectedly according to the traveller. We had not yet arrived at our destination. So we both got out to see what the problem was. We were stopped in a large wheat field, and there were several intelligent harvesting machine/robots blocking our path. The traveller spoke to the machines and told them that we had priority and that they had to let us pass. But, the machines disagreed claiming that the harvest had priority (was it possible that we were the „crop” being harvested? Maybe). We had to make a run for it, though I'm not sure if we were escaping from the harvesters or just trying to get past them a to a wall at the edge of the field. As we ran, the harvesters started throwing parts of their machines at us. We made it to the wall, which had an opening that opened into a courtyard. But now there was a female with us who I knew, somehow, to be my girlfriend. I did not question her presence, as though she had been with us all along (was she the handsome young man from earlier?). The traveller had a (magic?) liquid that he used to help us escape the harvesters. But, the liquid turned him into an egotistical demi-god and he stopped trying to help me and my girlfriend and started trying to use the power the liquid gave him to impose his will upon the harvesters, perhaps unsuccessfully because I did not see him anymore after that. But, my girlfriend had some of the liquid too, and now she wanted to use it to scale a wall that kept us in the courtyard. Our only way out seemed to be up. But, I warned her it was dangerous to use the liquid if you were not ready for its power. She used it anyway. For a moment I became her. I felt the liquid taking effect inside of her/me. It arose like a blissful emotion, the errupted as a song that seemed to come down from the sky so that the entire world could hear it. It was a song of pure emotional energy taking on the form of music; a love song, devine, pure, innocent, love. It was a song that had power and those who could hear it were summoned to yet another world. I felt her/me rise up into the air, carried by the music, to that new world. Then I was just me again. My girlfriend's presence was no more, as if she had never been there. I found myself in a chamber filled with ten foot high tents, shaped like those domed changing tents you see on beaches sometimes, only bigger. There were others, all of whom I knew had been summoned here like me. We were all walking past the the tents, and into a large auditorium. There were people everywhere, a crowd, all talking, asking each other questions, like, „Who are you?” „Where did you come from?” „Why are we here?” Then there were some announcements over some unseen PA system. We were told that we had each been chosen for a specific reason that made each of us unique in our ability to contribute to a new society that we would build together. The announcement mentioned gays, people with different religious backgrounds, different technical experts and even a „multiple murderer”, which it seemed everyone knew meant me. But, no one reacted negatively to the fact that I had killed people. They seemed to understand that I was not a danger here in this world, and somehow my past gave me some trait or traits that made me important to this new community. When the announcements finished, I went back to the area where the tents were. This is where we would sleep, and engage in „intimate forms of communication” with each other (sex, for just one example). I found a tent that had one lavender and two yellow five inch dots over the entrance. I knew this was to be my tent and that I would be sharing it with a couple of gay men, who were already inside when I entered myself. After I entered, the tent spoke to us. It said, „We are here to learn about each other and to understand each other so we can live together”. This same message was repeated in all the other tents as well, as soon as all its respective occupants were present. That's as far as this dream went before I was awakened by the prison guards for breakfast. But, somehow I don't think it really ended, but somehow just continued without me (this me).