08-09-2014, 05:00 AM
08 Aug 2014: Busy night for dreaming. I had another dream, this time of a school and the children in the future. There were hundreds of children in lines as if they were in the military and one person was organizing the whole thing. They were standing outside at night and they looked tired. They all had on uniforms and next to them on their right lay their lunch boxes; all of them blue. Everything was the same and uniform. There was no room for self-identity or creative expression. I told the man this and he got irritated with me and told me that either I was to go along with this or be removed. I don"t know what I was being removed from, just the area or if I had some purpose to being there. Just remember looking out at all those children thinking all creativity will be gone from the world and I wondered how the children felt. In my head I heard a child say just as I was waking up that they were "severely pissed". Sorry. That was the phrase used.