another dream

[iceinyourmusic]

Suffocating: the bus on the bridge in the middle of the night, then going down (or up?) the ladder with all the classmates, into the cave, and the tower - borders between countries marked with beds - hallways swarming with people in uniforms - broken glasses - and this isn't all just random, don't you see, it's a plan for world-dominance - running down the corridor, switching the glasses, slipping the correct ones into someone's hand - get them while they're young, that's how it'll work, I see it now - luggage tumbling down at me, trolleys, getting crushed, that's my new burgundy purse there - don't you see? mother? father? anyone? just look at the map, look at the circled towns and schools and the arrows, the pattern across the Americas, how the Norwegians will attack Russia - it's not random, it's a line of defense.

Most of it is obvious and Freudian enough, of course, but the maps. Why do they keep turning up? Half tempted to find a book on dreams, symbolism, something.