I dreamed last night that I was in a stadium sized
aircraft hangar that had been built on the crest of a mountain. The hangar was
under attack and I was one of the defenders. I seemed to be some sort of coup. We
were quickly overrun, and while several small fighter planes were shot down
inside the hangar (which was big enough to fly inside), one large transport got
off the ground and then crashed through the hangar wall and out into the open.
I noticed that the attackers were distracted by the
escaping plane, o I made a run for it across the floor of the hangar toward a
door on the other side. When I got to the door I found it locked, apparently by
the attackers who wanted to prevent anyone from escaping. And behind me the
attack force leader had seen me trying to escape and was chasing after me
himself with clear intentions of killing me.
I only had seconds. I was unarmed and defenseless. My only
hope was escape. Further away I saw another door, but I knew it would be locked
as well. So instead I tried a window hoping the attackers forgot to lock it,
and they did!
The window opened and I jumped through just as the
enemy leader reached me. Once outside I turned to face my attacker. I knew if I
ran that he could easily overtake me. But, as he himself came through the
window he would be temporarily off guard, so I attacked at that moment with
bare hands.
I grabbed the other man, who was much larger than me,
by the throat, high up in a grip that I knew would cause paralyzing pain. I held
him like this for a moment, intentionally hurting him even though I knew I could
not seriously harm him in this way. Then after a moment I shifted my grip to a
lower position on the throat that I knew would cut the blood off to his brain
and render him temporarily unconscious; long enough for me to tie his hands and
feet with a piece of nylon string that I produced mysteriously.
He began to regain unconsciousness as I was still
fumbling to get the string secured, but he didn’t struggle. He seemed to be
resigned to his fate at this point, though I fully expected him to fight. I didn’t
have time to check my knots as several other attackers had seen us and were
only seconds away. I ran behind a wall and tried to hide only a few feet away
from where I had tied up their leader. When the other attackers arrived they
untied him, and as soon as he was free he ordered them to capture me instead of
killing me. He wanted to “make me pay” for what I did to him.
So they grabbed me and pushed me in his direction. Face
to face on even ground he had clear advantage and easily put me under his heel,
literally, as he began kicking me in the face with the heel of his boot. I thought
I was dead for sure, but after just one or two kicks he consulted some sort of
information device and stopped kicking me.
The device seemed to be some sort of quantum
probability device that could tell him what effect killing me (or any other
action) would have on his ultimate political/military objective. Apparently the
device indicated that I must be allowed to live, or the greater objective would
be lost. It was as though the device could see the future, or at least one
small clearly defined aspect of the future; i.e. the “objective”, and anytime
this “objective” was altered by so much as the flap of a butterfly’s wing the
device would so warn.
With this device, the attacking force had an advantage
that could only be overcome by essentially “cornering” the device in such a way
that no alternative actions remained that allowed the “objective” to succeed. In
other words, no matter what they did the objective would fail, device or not.
(it’s interesting to note that prior to this dream I had never imagined such a “device”,
though such a device could explain many of the “delusions” I have had in the
past regarding the way so many circumstances in my life seem to have been
engineered so that certain “objectives” would occur; objectives that benefit
our government, not me. It’s also interesting that according to my
understanding of quantum physics, such a device could in theory be produced, it
would be in essence no more than a quantum computer, which has been in development
for several decades now!)
Now, back in the dream, instead of trying to kill me,
the attackers took me back to their headquarters, which turned out to be a kind
of super-spy agency (think, “Men in Black”). I was to be given a mission, which
“they” knew I would not fail because of the device they had.
But, I noticed that another one of their own agents
suddenly decided to not do what he was supposed to do (deliver a package)
because he knew the device indicated he’d be killed if he did. So, I reasoned
the device worked both ways; by indicating what was necessary for success it
also indicated what was necessary for failure. But, since I did not have access
to the device myself, I reasoned again that if it could be defeated then the
best way to do so would be to behave unpredictably.
So, rather than cooperating with “them”, as they
seemed to expect me to, I instead got up and simply walked out of the
headquarters building, right past dozens of enemy agents, by acting like I knew
what I was doing. I made my way to an elevator, which took me down to a
sub-basement tram station, and I boarded the first tram I could. Soon I was
speeding along through a city that I assumed was Budapest because of the
architecture (old and ornate buildings with intricate and foreboding statues
carved directly into the structural stonework).
