The Overlords
I am with a large colony of people in an isolated compound/village. We are working on a common scientific based effort. We are taken over by aliens that look like humans. I and a number of my peers escape and establish a new colony. Some/many are left behind. A specific middle age man I was close to communicates to me how is surviving the takeover.
I become him in the dream. I am running for cover and hiding in the natural cover. I crawl on my belly across a planted field with very low cover. The is a pack of patrolling animals that act like guard dogs but look like giant hamsters. They attack me viciously with teeth and snarls. I take the first by the head and slam it against a tree. It survives so I switch my grip to its tail and kill it by slamming its head. I barely survive the attack but subdue the others in the pack.
I am close to a chain link fence at the back of a building (may be a restaurant). Two Japanese kitchen workers see me and try and hand me a large section of a tuna. It drops in the dirt but they clean it and it is wrapped in a white cloth. They don't speak English but we establish that I may see them from time to time. I work on establishing a remote camp in the woods with occasional fores into the village for supplies. Woke energized and ready for the day.
Fish: The Survival Protein
Notes: Easy to remember, even after moving. Could not remember an extensive earlier part of the dream. I was talking about dreams with a fried shortly before going to bed in the evening. In this time of Corona Virus upheaval survival is a conscious consideration.
What does the dream want? For me to survive in the face of adversity. To cross normal boundaries for allies.
Reality Check: Just caught a giant fish. Fishing is morphing from a sport into a survival technique up here in the ADK. This spring has had 8000 more fishing licenses issued that last year.
Bumper Sticker: Fish to live: Live to Fish
Dreams to Action: Get better at fishing. Learn to prepare and eat them.
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