Time Travel: Europe 1600
I’m in a labyrinth. A multi-story building. I am constantly walking away from distractions. I dream of this place regularly. It has everything within. Hospital, school, university, stores, offices.A self-sustainable city in one complex. Thousands of people live here. It might more likely be a spaceship rather than a building. It’s a round ‘city’.
Things, people, temptations try to distract me to take other dream paths. But this time I have a drive to get outside of this place. I am focused on this. This drive comes suddenly and happens very rarely. A lucid thought to change my path. It is like a remembrance of why I am here in the first place. I am here to get out. Usually, in this dreamscape I get lost within the maze of the city. I am oblivious that it is a dream. And this place is not a very nice place to be in. The feeling of being constantly watched and controlled and played with is unbearable.. And I feel like I am the only one (in the dream) aware of it. Others are but characters in a story. In this particular dream, I’m successful in getting out of the building. I ignored everything and everyone in my way. Standing outside the door, I see something familiar: a bridge, connecting the city to the outside. Like a long wide corridor, and open skies above, with low walls on both sides. I saw hypnotized people going in and out of the gate. I end up at the street outside and go to a new place that is unfamiliar.
Setting: Resembles Stockholm’s Gamla Stan area (which literally means: old town.) The Swedish royal palace is located there. But in the dream, I did not know where I was. It was a new place.
Suddenly I see that I have in my possession a wheelchair. It’s not an ordinary chair. i know that it is a device which can change things. I suddenly become aware that what I need to do is to try to fly (again). I thought that if I want to go forward, I need to go back first and fix my flying problem. I have stopped trying to fly many years ago. Because every time I tried, I got tangled up in electrical wires.
I sit on the chair, it moves me forward because I wanted it to. Suddenly a new plan comes to me: the only way to fly is to remove the wires. Remove the grid. And the way to remove those cables is to go back in time. A time before the wires were put up, before electricity was invented. I was very sure of myself. i telepathically communicate with my computer chair, and just like that- magic happens, and the scenery around me morphs elegantly and perfectly. think best visual effects in motion.
the attire of the people walking by transforms into older fashions. the shops and buildings do the same. even the wires above the square i am facing change. but they are still there. i instantly realise that it is working. that i am going back in time. and no one is noticing the change. I even ponder, am i taking these people back with me, or are they mere characters in a game which i am manipulating. i do it again. i mentally decide to go further back, and it happens again and again. the street changes, all modern looking things disappear, and the old town becomes what it used to be. women in big puffy dresses, hats and umbrellas. men in top hats and suits. children wearing shorts playing with sticks and hoops. but the wires are still there. they look different but still there. i keep doing this again and again. i cannot believe that everything is changing but the wires are still there, albeit changing as well. I then start going back only in decades. and i am bemused. the sky is never free of the entanglement of technology that does not want to go away. Even when the street morphed into it’s 1700’s state, the wires were there. less, thinner. but there. i could try and fly and i knew i wouldn’t get tangled up, but my mission was to abolish them completely. i reached to a point where i could not change anything anymore. and then i saw something new that i hadn’t noticed before, and i realised that these things must be the reason why i can’t manipulate time anymore. i saw three 0.5×1.0×1.0 m metal boxes lying on the ground. they looked very heavy. impossible to move an inch. they were laid out suspiciously in a diagonal fashion away from each other. they fell from somewhere long before and lay abandoned in a street corner while a couple of boys played close by. these were huge computer bits, relics. i got the feeling that the people knew about them, and many others like them scattered about. i also felt like everybody was hypnotised to ignore them. these objects, have something to do with the cables, the grid, and that they are here because of some ancient war, up in the sky. i had this thought while watching the boys play very closely by the objects.
