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newnumber6Had a genuine full plot SF dream, that was (relatively) coherent, even if the plot itself was a little cliche.
Anyway, the idea was people were starting to get chips in their head that enabled things like mental internet access. The problem was it was also a sort of government mind-control conspiracy. The government could see and hear anything they wanted to from a chipped person (although they normally weren't watching everyone at all times, they searched for keywords), and could actually take over a person entirely. It also tended to make people with them more trusting of the government and compliant, a bit Stepford-ish, but otherwise were almost themselves, with their own opinions and such. Apparently, the rich and famous, the new masters of the world (a combination of gov't people and corporate people and such) often monitored for specific things and intervened in specific ways. One particular example we witnessed was that apparently King Charles (in the dream he was the King) was apparently paranoid over some sort of rumors that he'd been involved in a conspiracy to kill Diana, and so whenever anybody chipped either spoke of it or heard anybody else speak of it, Charles (or one of his lackeys) would take over the nearest chipped person to denounce the idea. If it was the chipped person themselves who said it, this experience would make them reverse their opinions after being taken over. If it was somebody else, usually they'd be added to a list of people who would be pressured to take a chip.
Anyway, my parents (who weren't actually my real parents, so I guess I was somebody other than me, sort of how sometimes I dream myself into a movie) who had already been chipped, had gotten me chipped without either my permission or even my knowledge, I guess because I was notably and vocally skeptical of it all. Somehow I'd been given a faulty chip, maybe a deliberately faulty one... I had access to all the 'mental internet access' and positive benefits, but wasn't monitored, couldn't be taken over, and my personality was left alone, although I had to pretend. For some reason I had a little brother, 13 or so, and they were getting ready to schedule the operation to implant a chip in his head too, and I couldn't take losing another family member, and also knew that he was unsure about it as well (the more people getting chipped the more obvious it was that it was a mind control thing but the less anybody could do about it), so I had to tell him the truth about my faulty chip and the run off with him so we could get to a nearby country where the chips were outlawed.
The dream didn't, unfortunately, have an ending, we were on the run and trying to hide from people after us but using my own chip I had access to satellite feeds so I could pick routes where nobody was looking for us. I have a feeling I was also supposed to meet up with some sort of resistance, the people who arranged my faulty chip, but I never got that far into the dream... that was the feeling I got immediately after waking when my mind insisted it had to know what was going to happen next and in a flicker of a moment changed to insisting it already knew what was going to happen. So, unreliable but somewhat logical.
Anyway, rather cooler than most of my dreams of late.
I should point out something, I guess, unrelated to the particular dream, but since I'm talking about dreams in general. I've noticed something in the last... year or two, I guess. One of the many 'standard types' of dreams I used to have was the 'perfect store' dream. Basically, I'd be wandering around, find a store (often a comic store or a used bookstore) that's like... perfect. Not only is it new (well, sometimes it's a store I visited before but somehow lost track of), with a new variety of stuff to look through, but also it has a huger selection and I often find things that don't really exist, but I want to... like, issues of a favorite comic series that got cancelled long ago, that I've never seen before, or new seasons of a TV show, similarly, or a sequel to a movie I always wished got a sequel, or something that couldn't happen due to business reasons (an epic crossover movie).
I mention this because this dream seems to have disappeared, in the last year or two, in favor of the "perfect website" dream, which is similar, but I find a website that has all sorts of things I want but don't exist (sometimes it's more specific, like, a BoingBoing type site that's reporting all kind of news that I wish was true, or a hangout site where I meet lots of cool people, or old people I lost touch with, or a site similar to some other type of site I already use, but with much better features). I remember from my XET days, about the Dreamlands of the Cthulhu mythos, where they said that the collective unconscious of the human race was always something like 500 years behind reality, which is why the Dreamlands read like fantasy fiction, and it occurred to me that, while 500 years is an extreme overstatement, something similar does seem to happen to me... my dreamscapes are always a little out of date, at least in terms of locations and settings (elements that are extremely recent can always show up). It often takes several years of living in a new place before I start dreaming about it.
I guess my perfect store dream's caught up to the Internet age, and is now considering the Internet a 'location' much like a store.
Anyway, the idea was people were starting to get chips in their head that enabled things like mental internet access. The problem was it was also a sort of government mind-control conspiracy. The government could see and hear anything they wanted to from a chipped person (although they normally weren't watching everyone at all times, they searched for keywords), and could actually take over a person entirely. It also tended to make people with them more trusting of the government and compliant, a bit Stepford-ish, but otherwise were almost themselves, with their own opinions and such. Apparently, the rich and famous, the new masters of the world (a combination of gov't people and corporate people and such) often monitored for specific things and intervened in specific ways. One particular example we witnessed was that apparently King Charles (in the dream he was the King) was apparently paranoid over some sort of rumors that he'd been involved in a conspiracy to kill Diana, and so whenever anybody chipped either spoke of it or heard anybody else speak of it, Charles (or one of his lackeys) would take over the nearest chipped person to denounce the idea. If it was the chipped person themselves who said it, this experience would make them reverse their opinions after being taken over. If it was somebody else, usually they'd be added to a list of people who would be pressured to take a chip.
Anyway, my parents (who weren't actually my real parents, so I guess I was somebody other than me, sort of how sometimes I dream myself into a movie) who had already been chipped, had gotten me chipped without either my permission or even my knowledge, I guess because I was notably and vocally skeptical of it all. Somehow I'd been given a faulty chip, maybe a deliberately faulty one... I had access to all the 'mental internet access' and positive benefits, but wasn't monitored, couldn't be taken over, and my personality was left alone, although I had to pretend. For some reason I had a little brother, 13 or so, and they were getting ready to schedule the operation to implant a chip in his head too, and I couldn't take losing another family member, and also knew that he was unsure about it as well (the more people getting chipped the more obvious it was that it was a mind control thing but the less anybody could do about it), so I had to tell him the truth about my faulty chip and the run off with him so we could get to a nearby country where the chips were outlawed.
The dream didn't, unfortunately, have an ending, we were on the run and trying to hide from people after us but using my own chip I had access to satellite feeds so I could pick routes where nobody was looking for us. I have a feeling I was also supposed to meet up with some sort of resistance, the people who arranged my faulty chip, but I never got that far into the dream... that was the feeling I got immediately after waking when my mind insisted it had to know what was going to happen next and in a flicker of a moment changed to insisting it already knew what was going to happen. So, unreliable but somewhat logical.
Anyway, rather cooler than most of my dreams of late.
I should point out something, I guess, unrelated to the particular dream, but since I'm talking about dreams in general. I've noticed something in the last... year or two, I guess. One of the many 'standard types' of dreams I used to have was the 'perfect store' dream. Basically, I'd be wandering around, find a store (often a comic store or a used bookstore) that's like... perfect. Not only is it new (well, sometimes it's a store I visited before but somehow lost track of), with a new variety of stuff to look through, but also it has a huger selection and I often find things that don't really exist, but I want to... like, issues of a favorite comic series that got cancelled long ago, that I've never seen before, or new seasons of a TV show, similarly, or a sequel to a movie I always wished got a sequel, or something that couldn't happen due to business reasons (an epic crossover movie).
I mention this because this dream seems to have disappeared, in the last year or two, in favor of the "perfect website" dream, which is similar, but I find a website that has all sorts of things I want but don't exist (sometimes it's more specific, like, a BoingBoing type site that's reporting all kind of news that I wish was true, or a hangout site where I meet lots of cool people, or old people I lost touch with, or a site similar to some other type of site I already use, but with much better features). I remember from my XET days, about the Dreamlands of the Cthulhu mythos, where they said that the collective unconscious of the human race was always something like 500 years behind reality, which is why the Dreamlands read like fantasy fiction, and it occurred to me that, while 500 years is an extreme overstatement, something similar does seem to happen to me... my dreamscapes are always a little out of date, at least in terms of locations and settings (elements that are extremely recent can always show up). It often takes several years of living in a new place before I start dreaming about it.
I guess my perfect store dream's caught up to the Internet age, and is now considering the Internet a 'location' much like a store.
