Date: 19-03-2022
The dream started at my birth place; the old house of my parents in Amersfoort. I lived there together with D. It was our house now. We were outside the house on the driveway. We had just come back from grocery shopping when I noticed an object with 6 red dots in the sky, low on the horizon. It moved across the sky and I saw it only briefly while it moved and my view was blocked by trees and roofs. It looked like a flying saucer and the red dots resided on the underside of it.
I panicked a bit and told D what I had seen. We walked around the house and now we both saw it. Its engine appeared to make a loud noise, like that of a heavy diesel vehicle. From a slight distance it suddenly moved towards us. We hasted back to the front door, and tried to get in. But my collection of keys was so huge I couldn’t find the right key. I sifted through them one by one a few times but I couldn’t find it. Meanwhile the saucer had come around the house and flew into view behind us. D gave me her keys and finally I found the right one. We moved inside.
Inside were M and my mother. We told them about the menacing flying object outside. They looked at us with a certain scared disbelieve. We decided to go upstairs and look through the windows. The attic had now changed and had a door to a roof garden. We stood on the roof, leaning on the fence, looking around. We saw many things flying in the far distance, everywhere we looked. Were those more saucers? We couldn’t tell because they were just too far in the distance, but there were many. It looked like an invasion.
Then we saw another flying thing. This one emitted very bright blueish light. It moved closer. It looked like a blue metal torso with a head and two long mechanical arms. The bottom of the torso was narrow and emitted a blue flame. It seemed to notice me and moved towards me. I was not afraid, neither were D and M who were there on the roof with me. The flying thing extended its arms towards me and I extended mine as if signalling to lift me up. It did, took me in its mechanical arms and slowly flew away up high. I shouted to D and M that I would be back. “This was supposed to happen.” I told them.
This thing took me high up in the clouds, and then looked at me with its mechanical face. It looked innocent in a way. I asked it if it could understand me: “Can we communicate?” It then pressed its forehead against mine as if transferring information this way to me. But nothing happened. “It’s not working.” I told it. It looked up, tried it again, and looked up to me again. “Still nothing.” I told it. Then it spoke. A friendly robot voice said: “Hmm, that is strange. This is supposed to work.” “Maybe my brain works a little different?” I asked. It didn’t reply and flew me to a place on top of the clouds.
This was a weird place. It looked peaceful but something was off. I was left at a large table where a lot of other people were. They were mostly young people, roughly in their 20’s, and an older man and women. The young people were people “like me” who were picked up by the flying bot, the woman was the hostess, and the man was someone higher up in some kind of chain of command. He wore a black suit and gave me the creeps. The other “chosen” people seemed bored. They just sat around the table.
On the table there was much food. All kinds of sweets like cakes, pie, doughnuts, etc. The kind that is bad for you. We were encouraged to eat. We could eat as much as we liked and could request any food we desired. I wanted to talk to the other people but none seemed interested in sharing thoughts. What I got back from them and the hostess, gave me the pieces of a puzzle I needed to know I should stop asking questions. Everyone of those kids had received some kind of transmission through the robot, and that was something that was supposed to happen. Maybe this had made them so docile?
Nobody knew that transmission didn’t work on me, and I had the feeling this was something I needed to keep to myself or there would be trouble. I knew I wasn’t supposed to be there at all. The hostess stood up and announced we would be having a guest speaker. She named him Biden. He was going to speak to us about our mission. More people in black suits arrived and I saw the president of the US, Joe Biden. But the one to eventually speak to us was his son, Hunter Biden. They were getting ready to have him speak to us.
It was a big thing that was rehearsed many times by the looks of it. People were nervous. When they were ready he started speaking but it was total shit. I don’t remember a word of what he said but I know he stuttered a lot and everything he said was complete and utter nonsense. I didn’t even stay to listen to it whole, but used this opportunity to sneak out. The other chosen ones seemed mesmerised by the speaker. They consumed his message like it was sweet verbal pie. I thought to myself it must’ve also been something in the food. It was so weird how we were encouraged to eat all that bad food.
I was a bit scared as I did eat some of it. I even ate something with chocolate, even though I’m very allergic to it. But I seemed alright. So I sneaked out and went to explore this world. I thought it was an endless forest, but it wasn’t. I wasn’t even up in the sky but instead this was Amersfoort still. The hostess had noticed me sneaking out and she had followed me. She was kind, and asked me some questions. I recall vaguely that I told her some of my wisdoms and the things I said blew her away. She let me go, understanding that I was not supposed to be there but did have my own mission.
I moved on. It was now dark. I walked towards my old street. There I saw a light post with all kinds of tech mounted on it, about three meters up into the pole. I saw a sensor, and one of those public transport check-in pods you’d normally find inside the buses and trams where you present your public transport card to so that it checks you in or out. It beeped as I approached it. I climbed the light post to see it from up close. I now also saw a camera and also saw it had checked me in from a distance. All that tech must create an infrastructure where people are charged for moving any kind of distance from their house. The camera was there to record it visually so that police could be notified of any abuse of the system.
I had checked in from coming out of nowhere. The system did not have a prior login so my direction was unknown. Since I also climbed the surveillance pole I was sure police would arrive to arrest me. That thought didn’t bother me that much. What did was that I saw people inside their houses, sitting at dinner tables, having a family moment, completely unaware of the surveillance infrastructure that was built right under their noses. These people had become prisoners of the system.
