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January 20, 2003

Another Mars Dream

Two nights ago, I had a very strange dream, even for my standards. It was a very long and vivid dream too, though I don't remember a lot of it now. In the dream I was walking around with some friends of mine, when suddenly, we found a way to Mars. That makes no sense I know. More specifically, we found a way underground on Mars. There, we found these metal walkways, like catwalks, above boiling lava. The discovery amazed me! It meant people lived or had lived on Mars (or rather, under Mars). As we explored further we found out who the creators of the catwalks had been. We found some paperwork and eventually a phone, all written in English. What it all of this pointed to was that Americans had been to and built structures underground on Mars. I found the revelation startling. There were so many implications. Why had we done this? When had we done this? Where were the people who had done this? It obviously meant our government had lied to us all on a large scale. Did other countries know about this? What was our plans? The strangest part of all was that all my friends, whom I was with, did not find this discovering interesting in the least bit. After a short amount of time they started looking at their watches and wondering when we could go home. I was completely baffled by their lack of interest. Didn't they understand what a huge discovery this was! Obviously not.

It took a day or so after I'd had the dream for me to figure out what it meant. I realized that the dream was a personification of a feeling I get that I'm seeing things around me that others aren't, or are refusing to see. That there is so much more going on if we just open our eyes, but so few do. I've had the feeling lately that people are content to remain in ignorance, purposefully putting their heads in the sand rather than be accountable for the answers to questions they refuse to ask. Obviously, this feeling is a bit presumptuous. One might even see it as egotistical. But its just a feeling. Because I only have my own perspective to see things from, I can't verify whether my perception is true, or even whether, if being true, it is better to live in ignorance or not. They certainly seem happy in their ignorance most of the time. Alas, its a moot point. I am incapable of this brand of apathy.

Posted by wonko at January 20, 2003 08:46 AM

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