I just had this dream...
A dystopian society ruled by sadistic old rich people holds a social experiment on a large group of young people. I’m the oldest one in the experiment. They trap them all in a school to survive, and introduce a black blob called the “bubble“. It’s vague about what the bubble does, other than gives the holder all the power in the group. The bubble makes it so that it’s wielder dictates what religion is practiced, and which philosophies everyone must subscribe to, both personal and political. At first discussions about who should have the bubble are civil, and the first few candidates’ terms go relatively smooth, besides one thing; The animosity and bitterness all those that disagree with the current holder’s views. I take advantage of the opportunity by asserting that I should have it because of my age. I think that I know what’s best for everyone. That’s a mistake. After that there’s an all out power struggle and my dream implies (it’s hard to explain how that works) that a lot of bad things happen, and I get in a lot of trouble, even once almost escaping the school, at the risk of setting off the explosive implant in my brain.
My dream suddenly “jump cuts” (who knew they could do that?) to a group of children, including my self, calmly walking down a hall to the chapel, or mosque, or whatever it’s called at the time. Generic worship area. On the way we pass by two overseeers; Their expressions are ones of defeat as they pretend to find the floor way more interesting than it actually is. We arrive, and take our places in the pews. We all lift up our hands and start chanting. “We will ignore the bubble, we will ignore the bubble, we will ignore the bubble.” There’s an overseeer there too. His expression is of disgust.
Anyway, I thought it was pretty crazy for my unconscious mind to come up with that all by it’s self.
