Acceptance

 

I occasionally have bad dreams (I wouldn´t say outright nightmares), for instance when I haven´t eaten properly before going to bed. Funny what effect a hungry stomach can have on the subconscious! And usually I disregard such dreams and (of course) nothing happens. Indeed, I tend to forget them within five or ten minutes after waking up. I forget my regular dreams even faster. 

But sometimes...I don´t know. Just the other day, I had a very strange dream filled with usual surrealist characters which nevertheless had a somewhat serious and disturbing subtext. The dream was set in a high modern society which was suddenly hit by a famine, during which most of the population starved to death. The few remnants reverted to a medieval peasant lifestyle. Clad in black, they carried out some strange ritual, pushing a large cart while holding torches. Not sure what was in the cart, though. Idols? Floatsam and jetsam? The broken parts of high tech machinery? The weirdest thing was that my "dream personality" didn´t seem to care that much, simply "witnessing" the information as if on a TV screen. Yet, in the dream, I was somehow nevertheless part of the society that had collapsed!

Not sure what this means. Probably nothing as far as "the real world" goes. I never had any predictive dreams as far as I know. But it may reflect the state my psyche is in at the moment. A quiet acceptance of the future doom of Western Modern Civilization? 

Or maybe I just need to eat a quick snack before going to bed. Speaking of famines...