Wow, so I had the craziest dream last night… First off I have to say that I’ve been doing way too much blogging because that was a central theme of my dream. The dream starts out pretty dull, I was being myself and fighting the powers that be with a small crew of friends and Joanna. The world as we know it had gotten pretty bad, we were falling into a major recession, and China was lurking at our doorstep to attack. We were fighting as a group against the way the system was run with everything from the Fed, to Income Taxes, to our spread out military forces (yeah, maybe all the Ron Paul promotions I’ve been doing have had some effect on this dream too). Thing is our country is at the point where change MUST occur or we’re going to be taken over, not like now where we’re at the point where if change doesn’t occur there’s a good chance for recession and other very big financial problems with our government. I’m always the first to start a fight against things that just aren’t right, but I’m also the first to call off the dogs once the point has been proven… there’s no point in a war when it can be resolved with a little bit of stubbornness. Funny thing is I don’t have a whole lot of friends that I just communicate with every day, but the friends that I do have are very loyal and man you offend me you’ll have 20 people knocking at your door ready to rip your head off… before I even ask them to do or say anything about it. So this is where we are in the dream: I’ve got a very loyal crew of friends that are ready to give up anything for a better America so long as I’m around to keep them going strong, the only business in America still making money is the United States Government (which very much so is a business if you don’t believe me ask CEO George Bush if he’s not making any money from the deals he makes as CEO of this great country), the country is full of inner turmoil but no one is ready to face it those that are don’t have the resources to do so, and our country lurks on the edge of war with a country that we’ve supported for so long and nearly bankrupted ourselves in giving our resources over to them.
Our group has been hinting to the government with secretive but aggressive acts. We hit randomly and disappear fast leaving only enough evidence to get the point across that you’ve got to change or we’ll change it for you. Our group has been growing in popularity as many start to see us as the glimmer of hope for a more free society, and reluctantly we’ve taken on some new members to help us with it. Our popularity grows with the help of the internet, the only truly free place left in America. With an offshore account we document our progress on a blog and those who we fight for send us encouragement in anonymous comments. We’ve been sabotaged however and some of our behind the scenes people who were behind as we went in for another powerful demonstration were captured including Joanna. Most of the less loyal that have joined us late in the game give up hope at this point rather easily, but it infuriates me and the few loyal left who aren’t being held by the government and myself get together for one last suicide mission. Although our attempts at change have been aggressive they’ve not been violent up until now. From outside at a long range those of my crew keep a safe exit path from the building as I go in to rescue those that I can. I go in with nothing more than a pair of swords and my stealthy ways as weapons are increasingly hard to come by for the general public. I know that they really wanted me as the ring leader and don’t suspect any harm for myself as they would like me alive to make a martyr of me. I go in and am able to rescue Joanna with a couple of other close and loyal friends as they were being held in an office instead of a jail cell more as bait than anything. I remember this scene the most, using a remotely operated rifle I’m able to take out one guard by the window and the remaining guard gets an intimate introduction to the pointy end of my sword as I slip out of the shadows from the adjoining office. He asks as he’s falling to the ground how we slipped in to which I respond “It’s pretty hard to lock somebody out who’s already in when you lock the doors.” Which I have no idea what it means because I wasn’t in when they took everybody captive obviously… so I must of had some suspicion of where they were being taken and slipped in before they got them there or something and just waited in the shadows until my crew was set up and then pounced.
The escape is a bitter sweet moment as we move out silently I sent Joanna and the others out the back side of the building which was being guarded and held secure for escape by the remaining crew. I went rather rashly through a side exit and moved towards the front bringing the attention of the guards and making the path safe for those who were entrapped to escape. After dodging a couple of the guards out front who were instructed to capture me I began the foot race through the wooded area out front with some sort of gadget or special jump jet that allowed me to take extra long strides and jump to the heights of the tree tops (yeah, don’t ask I have no idea where that one comes from). At full speed and through the forest they’re not able to pursue, but someone does catch up. My closest friend and ally using the same technology, the guy who helped me initially organize the whole thing and pull it off, who was by my side the whole time. He comes up beside me and says “You knew it wouldn’t last forever.” Distracted I looked over to him questioning his meaning. The next thing I remember I was cut and bruised laying inside a home with broken glass everywhere (apparently while distracted I crashed into someones home and through the window) as the government forces closed in behind me.
The next segment of the dream I am shackled in a court room, but there is great hope as everyone shows up to not only stand up for my character, but also to prove to the government that they were no longer scared, and if they wanted to take their hero they would have to do so by force. This was a particularly odd part of the dream since the entire dream even though I was me, I was not in me. I was always watching as if from a cameras perspective outside of my body, yet from the court room I was in first person mode (as I was also starting at the crashed scene when I started coming to, before blacking out again). We never find out what happens from the court room, we are left with a sense of great hope, and a possibility of change, but everything fades out from this point on as… well if it were a movie the credits would start rolling at this point.
I really wish I had a device where I could capture the images and near video footage in my head of this dream because we’re talking The Bourne Identity level of acting, grade of fight scenes, and power of story line. It’s good stuff we’re talking about here, big blockbuster hit kind of thing!
