Monday 6 November 2023

Several nights ago, I had loud dreams of metal being cut and shaped; there was steel, iron, something like bronze or some sort of alloy. The dream was full of shapes and pieces, with loud machines, cutters, tools, and sparks flying everywhere.

The scene shifted, and I was building something that looked like a long, boat-shaped thing, dug into the ground. The outer sections were steel of iron, and the inner structure was wood and stone.

As I turned away from this, I was taken to another scene. I was part of a security team, and we were overseeing a sprawling campus-like facility. There were dark forces moving around in the other building, mandating some medical procedures for people on the campus. We were preparing to drive them away, so we were meeting and planning where they wouldn’t find us, in some large maintenance buildings.

There were racks and shelves full of mechanical things to be worked on, bundles of wire and cable spilled out onto the floor, and benches were full of tools and lights. The teams were huddled together, kneeling on the floor, making plans. The outer doors were open, and in the distance, we could see the flickering of lights as the other forces were moving around. There was a strong feeling of strength and purpose, of knowing the outcome, as people were strategizing, “…then your team will go over to building 12, and we’ll come through the other side …”

[end of dream]