I know I haven't finished my Hasa Diga Eebowai review yet, but I want to type this down before I get too lazy. Hasa Diga Eebowai can wait. This is something of extreme weirdness to me, and I know I should perhaps be somehow frightened but I'm only puzzled and I don't know what to make of this at all.
Yesterday afternoon upon arriving at the flat, I plopped down the bed and immediately fell asleep. It was around 5:30pm if I'm not mistaken. I only wanted to take a short nap, but it ended up descending into a deep slumber and so I slept till 12:40am. I suppose I've got my REM stage to blame for it. Normally I'm like meh about my dreams, but for some reason last night's dream really struck me in a bizarre way. What was even weirder is that I was lucid, and yet I didn't try to change anything about it. Here goes.
The setting was at my university. Being lucid in the dream, I knew that it was set in the future. Most of my friends have already graduated, but they were on their way to pick me and Mystique up after the rally. There was a new president, you see, and along with the new presidency was the new government. My schoolmates weren't very happy about it, as the president (who's a local female celebrity) had declared that the country will go from questionable democracy to utter fascism. I was part of those who were against it, but since 80% of the school population were protesting anyway the government decided to eradicate all students, professors and other random people in my school completely. So the military went to attack the school and proceeded to kill everyone. I hid in random places with Mystique until we could finally escape from the school. When we finally got to escape, we tried to seek refuge in certain places but we couldn't stay there for long since the military knew that we were still alive. At some point we had to hide inside lockers in an abandoned building when the military came to look for us. We even tried to hitch a ride to the province, but no one wanted to take us since it was really dangerous. Finally, out of despair and exhaustion, I surrendered to the military when they looked for us in a department store. I was shot in the chest, and then everything faded into white. Since I knew it was a dream, I was right when I presumed that I won't really die and that there'll be another scene. So in the next scene I found myself waking up in a Victorian Spanish-style mansion. A middle-aged lady was taking care of me, and Mystique immediately came to see me when I woke up. That's when I saw all the others who have graduated by then—Pretty Girl, Delirium, Kamen Rider and Haku. Apparently they all got injured in the massacre, but the injuries weren't fatal or anything. Then I tried to peek outside and I saw that we were actually inside a tree. That's when my flatmate came back, so I woke up.
Symbolically I know what my dream means, but it was so vivid that I'm afraid it might turn into reality to a certain extent in the future. Then again, I only have prophetic dreams about love, so I've got high hopes that this won't come true.
I'll be off now. I've been up ever since 12:40 trying to clean my room and I'm rather tired. The bad news is that I've got class in an hour. Oh well.
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