I was not entirely me, but that seems unimportant. I lived in a quiet sort of community in the future, where people were genuinely concerned about their kids learning to be expressive, bright, and caring. However, there were outside forces involved, particularly with the bus system. I was told to help transfer kids from one bus to another, but I didn’t know who was supposed to go where. On top of that, I was told to carry a cart onto the bus, and the only way I could accomplish that was to put it over my head. My instructions were all mixed up and by the time I figured out that I was helping kids transfer from one bus to the other (by putting them in the cart and taking them to the other, the cart was in a useless place on the bus itself. I asked “Who needs a transfer?” and my cousin Kayla, now in the dream, was only about two years old, stood up on her seat and waved really hard. I picked her up and wondered if she knew I was her cousin or not, and handed her to this guy who was taking her to the other bus. I waved to her and told her I’d see her later.
The guy was this guy who looked really familiar, so I wonder if I’ve seen him on television before. I’d recognize his face if I saw him. He was a bigger sort of guy and had blondish hair and a full beard and a really kind face.
Later, chronologically within the dream, it was nightish, and people tended to look at a video forum, like youtube, where people posted videos for whatever purpose, but a sort of news program had been set up like that so people could watch any day’s news at any time (way to keep them accountable, eh?). The news anchors went to the dude who transferred kids between the busses. He was standing in a kitchen, his kitchen, I’m guessing, and said he was going to comment on the bus system. He turned this wooden thing, like a spice rack, but as if the spice rack was incased within cupboard doors. He turned it, and I expected some information to be tacked to it, but instead he was going to give an informal talk, which seemed rare to see on the news posting.
He said “All my information on this came from a guy named --- (He was talking about the ninja). We have busses that go from here to here, and then a separate line that goes here to here, but we have no connections between these bus systems. What we need is an interconnecting system so that anyone can go from here to way over here,” he gestured with his hands to point out places, “with ease and without expending any natural resources, open for anyone to use at any time.”
The news anchors seemed a little stunned by this and said that it doesn’t really work that way because other people were unable to mesh with our community (I can’t remember the exact words, but it was something akin to not fitting in or clashing) and the blond guy shook his head emphatically and said that he doesn’t know a single elitist within our community that would ever reject any individual for any reason. His point was that anyone from anywhere was able to be welcomed and shown the love and respect our community was known for. Watching it, I thought he was brilliant for saying something that seemed “new.”
The blond guy seemed pretty emphatic that we the community must learn to extend itself to others and undercut the authority figures that have made the decisions about how our transports ran. We should be able to transfer busses to other places, that every being was part of our community whether they lived within range of our bus system or not.
I think I could make a short story about this, a kind of slipstream futuristic thing, and I can’t help but see the transfer from busses to other as symbolic, but I am not sure what symbolism it is. A big part of me wants to insist it’s about energetic steps from one to another and the transfer was from one world view to another, but I’m not sure. In the dream I pretty much followed my instructions and did not think. I was an observer and an inactive part of the dream itself, but I wasn’t totally me, either. I felt more like I was a man than a chick, but I never looked at myself. That happens a great deal though. Anyway, it was a neat dream and left me with a feeling of hope and positivity towards each other.
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