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Dream: the Grid

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Okay so this is one of the dreams I had while sick.
They're all good but I'll go in order of weird to weirdest.

So we're starting at the gate with this one.



It's the future, not too distant because I'm still young (and dumb).
But things have changed and the world is drastically different.
The world is now one under the watchful eye of the global government.

The government owns everything. All the businesses, the parks, the oceans, and
even the clouds.
You can advertise on clouds in the future.

Everyone, from babies to the elderly, is hooked up to a power grid like a
trolley or a cable car or whatever.
We all have a power line plugged into our backs that is attached to the power grid
that spider webs everything everywhere, even the bathroom!

Dogs and cats are the only approved house pets and they're on the pet grid!
No more fish or birds allowed. Fish don't do well attached to power lines and birds
fly and there are no grids in the sky.

It's illegal to intentionally disconnect your cable!

The government is always "Stay connected! It's the right thing to do, and it's the law!"
The commercials on tv, they're all black and white, tv quit color and there is no more internet, are laced with subliminal orders to stay connected to the grid because it's good to be with everyone.

If you leave the grid who knows what will happen to you!? The government cannot protect the people who are not connected!

You get blasted with infomercials showing you what tragic fates await those
who are not connected to the grid. It's like really bad  1950's horror inspired nonsense with model cars smashing into plastic x-mas trees and firecracker explosions.

It's all control, layers and layers of control.

Politics and religion have been replaced by Gridology.
It's basically the constantly advertised peace and happiness people find
in knowing they're really part of the human species and are intimately connected
to everyone on the planet. One big happy family! *barf*

So I'm in court licking a big swirly colored lollipop giggling while a judge yells at me for running around in my pajamas in a shopping mall while disconnected from the grid.

No one has a problem with the pajamas part, but being disconnected is like being a leper  child molester who lights kittens on fire.

The judge is threatening me with chemical castration, because after the 20th offense people are deemed too dangerous for the gene pool.
But I'm laughing because I know they won't do it.

Just five years earlier over one third of the human population was electrocuted, a result of a solar flare  induced power surge.

The resulting hit on the workforce almost crippled the government. Since then there are routinely sponsored "Get pregnant" holidays and events spurring on procreation.
So castrating healthy humans just doesn't happen.

Plus, the sick thing about the "Solar Flare Catastrophe" is that the Human Grid Resistance Front, the only known subversive group, calls it "The Hamburger Event".

See, prior to the Solar Flare Catastrophe, cows were reportedly extinct.
But almost immediately afterwards "secret" and previously "undocumented" flocks of cows were discovered and rationed off to the survivors.

Everyone was rationed 3 pounds of hamburger a day for a month, and then the cows went extinct again.

I'm in court laughing because I know the Judge cannot have me fixed.
Then he starts laying into me about how far I've fallen and how much I hurt society by not being connected and if I continue to intentionally disconnect and run around like a lunatic he'll have my legs amputated.

I started laughing more because people in wheelchairs aren't directly connected to the grid.

The grid is plugged into the chair and the person is strapped to the chair.
So I had visions of me rolling down hills disconnected cackling like a maniac while the police chased me in their tight yellow pear shaped synthetic polymer outfits and large purple batons.

I don't know why the uniforms are like that, in the future that's intimidating or something.

Then I woke up.
This is from when I was sick a few weeks ago. :rofl:

They get better as we go. I'll try to post again this week.:salute:

Update:
This art would work well in my dream

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Jack-theripper's avatar
Oh my jebus that was great.
it could be a great blockbuster

I just had a curling nightmare.

To sum it up, I was avoiding this one guy who was crushing on me, but we always found each other and he always freak out and demand why I never talked to him.

So i ran. and some how, my woman instincts sensed danger. and he was at the door looking for me. So my friends are talking to me going "...who the hell is that fat ass?" And im inching away from the golf corse... with a golf club ready like a bat.

Then he saw me. I ran. Plowing over old people, i made it across the street and then i stoped moving, and he was catching up.
So i threw the golf club and started to punch myself in the stomach and woke up.

I can't sleep now man.
can i have your dream? :c