Morning of August 23, 2009

I finally got some memorable dreaming done, today, one of which seemed to contain a profound truth that I haven't realized before. It's kind of funny how trivial certain components of dreams can be, but how important their meaning can be.

The first dream had to do with warhammer online. I've recently started playing it. It's pretty fun, as long as you can find a good rvr group. Anyway, I was in an rvr group, playing as an orc or something. I'm looking at my abilities, and one of them is called "get dumb!". Literally, become less intelligent. I think the idea behind the ability was to just keep repeating whatever move you just did. That got me thinking about humanity. Weird, right? I know! Anyway, it occurred to me that humanity has progressed as far as it has by recording information, whether by written or spoken word. The progression of the human species depends, above all else, on recording new knowledge, through each generation. Anyone who does not contribute to humanity's pool of knowledge is not doing their duty to mankind. They are simply sucking up whatever resources existed or were created during their lifetime. Science is the key to the future, progress, survival, and happiness.

The second dream didn't seem quite so profound, unfortunately. I'm standing in the kitchen of a house, folding clothes. A friend (well, not a close friend) is standing in the living room watching tv. While he's standing there, he looks up into the skylight and sees a ufo. He becomes entranced by it. I've seen this happen before, and I warn him that he shouldn't be doing that. I think it's happened to me, and nothing good came from it. He says that he can make his own decisions, and I leave it at that. I feel kind of sad, though. I know what's going to happen to him. I finish my laundry and go into the living room to read a book, but I lay on the couch facing away from the skylight. I know the aliens can see me, and that's probably not good, but it's not a big deal compared to becoming entranced by them.

This dream probably is a reflection of my views on general humanity. They like tv. I don't. I like books. They don't. They look for salvation through something or someone "out there". I find my own purpose. They become entranced by metaphysical things which only serve to reduce their capacity to serve humanity. I don't have a high opinion of humanity, do I? Well, I certainly do have a high level of affection for humanity. I can't understand their choices, but they are theirs alone to make, and I can't interfere. Sometimes, I wish I could, though.