The dream this time had some odd and curious things going on in it. In the dream I see an old massive solid concrete building. It was built perhaps in the early twentieth century, it has about five stories and reminds me of old public libraries that I have visited. I have recently been in this building and I know my way around some of the halls and rooms. The building seems to have two functions, it serves has a government building, and a school.
I am here to steal something. I have cased out this place before. The item I intend to steal is in a safe. What the item specifically is I don't know. I know it is important. I am working for some group and they want to get their hands on it for some political aim.
The building, I have found to my dismay, has increased security. There are guards every where and metal detectors. None of this was here previously. I have a disguise. I am dressed as a food delivery man and I am holding a container of food in my hands. The container is full of salad but buried in the bottom of the salad is a handgun. This is how I hope to get it past security.
I find myself being directed by the security guards down some stairs to a security check point with several other visitors. I amazingly get through the x-ray and metal detectors and they do not question me at all! Now, I am on the hunt to find this safe within the building. I am wandering the halls and up, and down stairs trying to find it. It is located in a part of the building I am unfamiliar with. While I wander about I can see children playing in a gym and I see government people moving about all dressed in white hospital gowns and surgical masks. The juxtaposition of these two things really disturbs me. What the hell is going on here?
Suddenly, as happens in many dreams, I am somewhere else. I am now on a tour bus heading down hill into a major city. I see in the back of the bus what looks like a drivers seat and it is surrounded by a console of instrument panels and controls. A young African-American woman is seated at the controls. She is a scientist and this is her experiment. This contraption does not control the bus it is merely along for the ride. It seems due to the nature of the experiment that it needs to be in a moving vehicle. Maybe it is a time machine. I am sitting up front in a right side seat facing the actual bus driver. The man has a full beard and looks to be in his fifties and is dressed like biker with his leather vest. He has a cheerful personality and cracks jokes with me while he is driving.
We reach the bottom of the hill and exit the highway at an off ramp. There are cops everywhere. This is a highway construction zone and there are traffic barrels all around. There has been what looks like a major vehicle accident. A cop approaches the bus and is yelling loudly at the bus driver. The driver is ignoring the cop and is laughing at him. The cop becomes even more furious and picks up some kind of pole, and walks over to the right side of the bus, and taps on the drivers window. The driver opens his window and the two of them get into an argument. This is when I wake up from my ringing cell phone. A colleague has called and needs a ride home from work and I oblige him.
So what to make of this dream? I see bits and pieces of places I had been the previous day and conversations I had had with people before I slept. They all came together in the narrative of this dream in an odd and mysterious way. Dreams can manifest in this way by combining seemly unrelated and disparate items and themes in weird, and interesting ways in order to create a story. The first half of the dream and the second seem unrelated to each other. A link between the two was missing. It feels like we have an incomplete picture.
What are some of the primary symbols we can work with in order to establish some kind of understanding of the dream. Well, government secrecy is a theme we have seen before in my dreams. It has shown up again in this dream. I seem to be slightly obsessed with it in both my conscious and unconscious mind. The subject clearly is important and bothers me so profoundly that I fantasize about taking an active role against it like Edward Snowdon has done. I think I was panicked and frustrated, and that was why, I was transported out of the government building to another location. I did not want to get caught in my act of espionage.
Now with the bus incident the driver was acting out my feelings toward oppressive authority. He did this with humour and a certain level of rebelliousness. He was my surrogate. His response to the cop was one I myself wished to expressed, but couldn't. Years of living with an authoritarian father and serving in the military has made me obedient and submissive. I suspect there is a part of myself or my ego that is holding back a lot of rage.
I am, generally, a very peaceful non-confrontational man in my waking life. However, in my dreams my primal self really expresses itself. This guy does some really wild and crazy things. It is quite a revelation to analyse him and watch how he acts and thinks. It is that whole Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde thing going on again. My unconscious self tends to rebel against social conventions and rejects constraints on his behaviour. I can see this looking back on my dream posts. Which person is the more authentic me? Are they two sides to one coin? I think so. I think these two aspects of me are always present. That unconscious aspect is a tricky fellow who is always present in both the waking and dreaming world. My conscious aspect sometimes is present and awake in the dream world when I lucid dream, but most of the time, he takes a back seat when we are dreaming. All of this has such a mysterious and weird design to it. Why should we all operate like this? Why do we have the two aspects in one nature; one conscious self and one unconscious self? What is the purpose? Can the two ever be integrated together into one consciousness? Such a person might be said to be truly enlightened. Perhaps, this is the true definition of an enlightened being?
These are some big questions to ponder. The classic philosophers and ancient belief systems know more about this subject matter than most modern materialist scientists. They have been exploring it for thousands of years. Quantum mechanical science is coming into harmony more and more with the shamanic understanding about the true nature of reality. The twenty first century is creating new tools like quantum computers. These new developments may really get at answering the questions I pose here in novel ways. The answers, I suspect, may confirm the old beliefs and will startle a great many people. Given the steady and ever quickening pace of science the answers will come sooner than expected. Will we all become enlighten beings with this information or annihilate each other? Carl Jung said, "Man, himself, is the greatest danger." There is the potential in every one of us for doing great good with love, and for self-destructive madness. What would a human who can integrate these forces look and act like? I imagine they would be like the gods of myth. They would be powerful but flawed with mortal human qualities like jealousy and anger. Such beings would be totally powerful and unrestrained beings. Imagine everything that is the most good and the most evil about being human and these said humans are fully operating at maximum potential, and not subject to rules of any kind, now what kind of world would that look like? Would it thrive or self destruct? Would it be heaven or hell? Chaotic or beautiful? Modern science never pauses to consider such things. Perhaps, now is the time to ponder such matters before we get swept away in the transhumanist future they are working so diligently to create. If the ultimate destiny of humanity is to become the most fully evolved human possible then it is wise that we question how we get there and what the consequences may be. Personally, I think mankind should take a more natural holistic approach. Others want to hurry the process with technological enhancements. Which approach will eventually win? Who knows? But we should look at what we do as a species with a great bit of caution and humility otherwise undoing, what we do, may become our undoing.
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