Dreaming

Mix of scenes and such. The person traveling with me changed appearance a number of times - young teen/man, L, the actor Michael Shanks (plays Daniel Jackson in the SG-1 tv series) with longish wavy hair (so, still kind of like L)....

We needed to get out of some place and got word to meet with some folks elsewhere. Transportation in this dream was on foot, bike, or bus. Some details are hazy now, but on the bus we met a nurse (?) my partner knew from sometime past, whose job was giving medications to people. Since she knew us, I was allowed to look in her case for something to help with some pain I was dealing with (with the ongoing fitness and gungfu training, this isn't exactly a surprise). The "pills" weren't regular pills -- they were round and most looked kind of like pearls, in different sizes. The large ones were momentarily tempting, but I went for the next size down. Over-medicating is a bad thing -- you can injure yourself if you don't know what your body's actual limits are, damage internal organs, or even die. [When I woke up this morning I reminded myself that I was supposed to be taking baths on the days between showers, so I can reduce the need for anti-inflammatories, and that I should ice more often after classes or hard workouts]

We met people who were gathered in a building, learning songs. There was a certain, folk-mass feeling to the whole thing, kinda weird. Anyway, there were some people showing us around, telling us about the music and the dancers (I got to practice a hey with one of the four lines of people who were in the practice) , and how they were getting everything ready for the ceremony, the which we were going to be a part of -- all part of the 'great plan'. They were being ostensibly supportive but.... my partner (who now looked like Shanks with long wavy hair) had gone outside to get ready, doing something with his hair to get it out of his face but still down in the back... I was still inside and overheard our guides talking about the ceremony. Yes, it was going to go mostly as rehearsed, but my partner was going to die, as part of it, because they were changing the purpose of the ritual. They were just playing along for their own purposes.

So I went outside and warned him, and we looked down at a slope outside, where some of our stuff was, and were figuring out how to get down there and get away. It was time to leave this area and these people behind, because they were not in fact commited to trying to change things for the better, but instead trying to maintain things as they were.

And here I woke up.

So, a world that is medicated, one way or another, into complacency. Various types of tech, agribusiness food, types of entertainment -- bread and circuses to drug people into complacency, mentally, emotionally, psychically, or literally. Even the drugs in the dream looked like 'treasure' -- tempting you to be like everyone else.

And then there are those who think they are doing the right thing, but are only willing up to a point, and then they may turn on you if you want to go a step further than they are willing to go.