Ok, sorry for the nondescript title. I had a dream about a week ago that I would like to share. I've split it into two parts. Maybe they were separate dreams or I just blacked out in-between.
The whole thing takes place in a historical setting that seems to be a blend of Lord of the Rings and Gladiator scenarios (I like those films
).
Part I:I couldn't remember much about Part I after waking up but I'm quite sure a lot of stuff happened.
So we (Dunno who we is. Maybe the human race) are at war with our enemies (orcs?). I'm a warrior and I have a stuffed rat and a coin which I know will be really useful in the battle. The coin has a future year engraved on it (i.e. it's from the future). I feel like I could be a time traveller. For some reason I mustn't let anyone see these "secret weapons" though. Maybe because then they would figure out I'm from the future?
Part II:Now I have a family and we live in a simple thatched hut (no rooms). The colour palette is very... sandy. There's a strong sense of history, it feels like I have a background. I'm the father in the family and I'm probably the time traveller from Part I. We're expecting an attack at night and we have weapons to defend ourselves. They look like the hobbits' knives/swords from the LoTR films.
Then it gets a bit confusing because now I'm the son and for some reason the hut has rooms. (It doesn't feel like I missed something in-between though, it's just dream logic.
) The others are waiting in front of a barricaded front door for the attack. Meanwhile I walk into a back room. There are two people sleeping in here but I don't take any interest in them. I fear the attackers might try coming in through the sealed window in this room. Then I sense movement outside the window. I get scared and call for help. At this point I feel like a little boy calling for his daddy. In a dreamlike fashion I can't shout very loud and nobody hears me. I'm not terrified out of my wits though. I have my sword pointed towards the window. I'm frightened but ready for a fight. The window opens and it turns out there is a basket of supplies being shoved in from allies outside. The atmosphere becomes very cheerful and the family (including my brothers and sisters) joins in to examine the cheese and bread and all the cool stuff we just got. While we're going through the stuff I say: "Wow, and it's even all wrapped up in plastic like in the 21st century." The other kids giggle and shush me because I shouldn't be pointing out these anomalies to the others.
I'm not sure whether the whole thing is about time travel or whether we're actors in a film. But nevertheless it feels like I'm in on some kind of secret and I mustn't share it lest I "wake the others up".
So, here are some questions I have:
1. Either I switch perspective or I have several perspectives at once in this dream. Has anybody here encountered something similar before?
2. The whole situation in the back room, looking at the window, is a familiar dream setting for me (at least the emotions attached) but for some reason the exact opposite to what I expect occurs. I don't think I've ever experienced such a direct contradiction of
thought -> action in a dream. What do you guys think about this?
3. After waking up I was so surprised about how the dream took an unexpected twist at the end that I considered having received "outside help" from a benevolent entity influencing my dream. Taking the whole idea even further, could it be that this was "more than just a dream"? The whole setting had a very strong sense of being a "real world". Could I have been in some sort of Focus 3 oC (Kepple terminology) or Focus 24-26 (Monroe terminology) kind of place?
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