I know I said in my previous post that my next would be on the demographic and cultural aspects of Fantasyland, but this dream was so much fun that I couldn't resist posting it.
So it starts with myself flying in the air high above a Minecraft world. For some reason in my dream I don't think that this was a virtual world and in fact thought that it was reality. Below there was this gigantic structure that looked very much like pictures of Mosques I had seen. From a distance it was all blocky and very easily discernible as being a Minecraft creation. It was all browns and blacks though, cut through with green grass. I decide then to fly down and now I noticed my mode of transportation: a broom. Now the flying was not some variation of Harry Potter, all stiff and clunky, this was more like 'Kiki's Delivery Service' flying; It was like being on something like a combination of an ice skate and a kite without wings flying in a windy sky, where every slight touch was responded to by the broom as if it were a part of me.
So there I was flying down to the Mosque-like structure and it began to become more real instead of being simply blocks. As I walked around the courtyard I began to be drawn closer and closer to the main building which again was in all dark grays, browns and blacks. Despite it being sunny out, this place seemed to absorb the light and be perpetually dim. I should point out that I did not feel that this place was scary at all, it was more mysterious than anything. I remember walking up these steps (past a grated and ornately covered well).Inside this initial room there was this metal grating hanging like partitions or like the shelves in a library and it the iron was twisted into this strange language. It seemed to be a combination not of Arabic or Persian, but of Norse, Hieroglyphics, and Sanskrit. And it was not uniform, at some times it would seem to be completely one language and then gradually flow into the next, the middle being a mishmash of two forms. For some reason I felt that it was then time to leave and I noticed that the grating was the same on the coverings of the well I had passed. As I made my way to the center of the courtyard I noticed that there were people filtering in. Their clothing was heavy and thick but somehow I could tell that they were all women. Their clothing actually resembled how the Gondorian Rangers were portrayed in Peter Jackson's LOTR movies (without decoration and greens). They had black cloths over their mouths and wore deep earth brown cloaks over black and dark gray garments. They too seemed to absorb light making them look like shadows. No one was speaking, or making any noise at all. Again I was not afraid or got a sense of fear, I just felt like I had run out of time and should be going. So I got my broom ready and zoomed off through the front gate.
Next thing I knew I was exiting a shopping center near my house that had now turned into a school and it was graduation for something. I remember feeling so happy and that it had something to do with my broom. This, in my opinion was the best part of my dream, and also the shortest. I hopped up onto my broom and then started to fly around the general area gripping the wood tightly with my legs and performing all the aerial acrobatics I could think of. I flew high into the air and dived, zooming at high speeds and narrowly avoiding trucks and cars. I remember flying backwards upside down and as I started to wake up I actually felt like I could control where I was going and what I was doing. I could feel the lightness of my body and the wind on my face as if I weighed nothing at all and became part of the air around me, slipping and sliding above the ground just an inch away from out-of-control. I felt so very happy, and that was driving my flying.
If you have not seen 'Kiki's Delivery Service' by Hayao Miyazaki (Studio Ghibli) then I suggest that you do so. It is a wonderful movie and a joy to watch. I hope you had fun reading this, because I definitely had fun writing it.
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