I revisited an earlier dreamworld today, something that I rarely do. This dreamworld is laid out as a highly scenic, very high resolution linear path with attractions as follows (and some of you may remember me talking about this earlier): first, a countryside path – dirt road, grass, trees; then it arrives at a giant South American stepwise pyramid that is at least 100 ft. tall and accessible from the outside, such that continuation of the path requires you to scale the pyramid and land on higher ground on the other side. Then, the road continues until it reaches a shoreline of a giant lake, where it becomes a set of zig-zagging bridges; unfortunately, after a few lengths of bridge, it ends abruptly where the road has been submerged in water. Around the left edge of the lake, there may be a small Talbot’s shop shaped like an old, vacated by kept-up house, and a park.
In any case, today, I was given a notification that I was summoned to a meeting at the new secret base, so I started walking along the path from my house. However, it got plainly too slow, so I whipped out my blue-and-baby blue-striped pillow and started to slide on it, which went wicked fast (I’d estimate, 25 mph – that was one intense pillow). In fact, I slid right up and around the pyramid and continued on towards the lake, with a perceived elapse of maybe 10 or 15 minutes before I reached the shore and then the very end of the bridges, just to realize that I had been enjoying the rush of pillow-riding to the expense of actually arriving at my destination, which was surely passed a long time ago.
I about-faced, checked to make sure the pillow was still smooth and in good condition, then took off again, even faster this time, around 45 or 50 mph. I arrived at the pyramid again, but this time, someone was waiting for me. He gestured at a poem in the ground and then read it aloud, and the pyramid opened in a bizarre set of sliding motions between the terra cotta-colored blocks that made a loud grinding sound with some high-pitched harmonics. We walked inside and I proceeded from chamber to chamber until I finally got to what looked like a sci-fi command center. There were thousands of people stationed, variously affiliated with the rogue organization that had discovered the pyramid’s long-lost technology.
I looked out the window and was shocked to the sky. I at first asked them how the government never found out about this, but they replied that we were actually so far up, and that was the reason why. Indeed, I looked out again and saw a vast expanse, through those giant window panes at least thirty feet wide and twenty feet tall, of blue-and-pink sky, clouds dotting out a perforated floor far beneath our position.
I then saw giant robots flying outside, and they told me that there were magical blueprints in the pyramid that mass-produced these robots. I went to a special room where a supervisor was making -03 type robots, which started out as wheeled capsules about 15 to 20 feet long. They would be built according to a piece of parchment that began blank, then magically drew on additional parts that were also added in real life. I watched as they came out of the lake, then drove on the bridge-road up and up the hill, rushing past any cars, and then leaping off into the air and transforming. There were thousands of these, and suddenly, the army started coming after them and there was an intense firefight in the sky.
There was more about the weaponry and mysticism, but I can’t recall it so well.