A Day In The Life Of A Peanut Butter Cup

I've got a bit of a different blog post for you today. My regular posts are going to continue absolutely, I just need to get the time and opportunity to do them.

Dream Sequence:
Holy crap did I just wake up from some incredible dreams. The first one wasn't all that special or memorable, something about me helping to arrange and organize Steve Wozniak's personal desk space at his new house during his housewarming party in an effort to keep him interested in staying there. The other one though was WOW.

Now I've never but any stock in conspiracy theories, they all are absolute crap, but when my mind wanders around in dreams, it seems that in my skewed dream reality I am at least willing to investigate them. I started the dream right off having heard a rumor about cereal companies really being shady underground mob-like organizations. In this reality cereal is a commodity that's sold like nothing else, it's available at every corner vendor and even in "cereal trucks", exactly the same as ice cream trucks only selling boxes of cereal instead. After casually investigating I find that my dream world version of "Cookie Crisp" is most worthy of investigation, so I go down in this dream world to the production floor. In this dream world, it seems like society is built in floors, at least the city that I was in. Where the top floor with sunlight was residential, the next floor down was the ground floor where all commercial stuff takes place (and it was particularly dingy in a sort of Ninja Turtles way, and the underground floor was where all industry took place. I went down to the industrial floor and into the Cookie Crisp area, munching on an open box of the stuff to look innocuous enough, and I asked for a tour at the tiny little desk window. To my right was the big entrance gate, and there seemed to be no walls in the factory, and it looked like Cookie Crisp was made in the last stages simply from taking an extruded log of solid Cookie Crisp, and then chopping it into the disk's the cereal consists of. I don't remember the exact conversation I had with the guy at the window, but in it he dropped rather unsubtle clues to "not ask too many questions, save you find yourself in a box of cookie crisp". It was all very Soylent Green feeling, except I've never seen Soylent Green, so I'm sure it wasn't exactly matching, but that's when I ran off back over to the main set of hallways in the industrial level.

Now this is where the dream starts to get interesting and intellectually stimulating at the end. I find myself suddenly walking through a big doorway and suddenly I'm on an elevator down to a place, it looks very brown and is shaped like an L with the elevator that goes down from the really high roof of the place to the floor level over what I could describe as nothing else but a lava pit. I am forced to get off the elevator and explore this strange place, and the elevator goes on a cable then into another doorway to the side, a doorway that can't be accessed by anything other than the elevator because it's over the fire pit. So at first, I'm looking around and there seems to be a division in the places, the left half of the right side of the L shape is dedicated to food and social gathering it seems, the right side of the half for games and such (as it's like a ye-olde-times arena. The left half of the L shape seems much less interesting, and seems to be where everyone lives in a big apartment complex like thing. The entire place is encased by big walls that go all the way up to the ceiling, which is up about a hundred feet above. This is essentially a ye-olde bubble society built somehow underground, with the elevator the only way in or out, and as I quickly learned from the lore, the elevator rarely if ever goes up to the ceiling and the exit back, more often it will drop into the lava pit or through the doorway and into what they thought of as hell or something.

So essentially I'm stuck here, and at first all the townsfolk hate me because of the simple fact that I'm an outsider it seems, and it takes me all day to even gather up enough to find a place to sleep it seems, and this is where the dream gets bits and pieces on me, but I essentially spend the next MONTH getting accepted by the people there, whose sole concern is just living in there from day to day, not escape, not anything, and the only time the elevator ever showed up was to go down or to the doorway. When it did finally show up a couple weeks later going up I was actually skeptical of it for some reason, even though it seemed to stay there waiting for me as opposed to it's usual being there for only a few moments, almost like it wanted me to get on, but the townspeople had filled my head with the idea that "sometimes the elevator comes in to tempt us", so I walked away, looking back occasionally at it and not even seeing where it ended up going whether it went to the ceiling exit or the other two options. I was feeling absolutely like there was noplace else to go and at that point I did sort of give up on getting out, which is INCREDIBLY ironic because the thing that made me give up WAS a shining beacon of hope!

After that I don't remember the details of it but I somehow found and trained a dragon, much as in "How To Train Your Dragon", over the course of a few weeks, and he basically became my partner/best friend. I stopped checking the elevator and even got into playing the "outsider's game" in the arena, a technological based game where there was a large metal ring where once you hopped inside over the lip of it the ball the game was played with and you, started to look a bit pixelated and tron-like if you can imagine how that looks. I have no idea how the game was played, but I remember being innovative with the game by actually picking up the large but surprisingly light metal ring and flipping it over and around the play-field. It was very odd, yet cool at the same time, and I remember somebody breaking the rules after like 5 minutes of hard combos and awesome moves and thinking "GREAT! Now I'm gonna have to do all that cool hard stuff over again!" I guess because the rule of the game is it must be played from the beginning to end without foul or you start over.

At the two month mark the elevator returns with for a few minutes showing as going up and out, and this time I immediately got on and tried to take my dragon with me, of course being that the elevator is way too small, he couldn't fit being the size of another full grown person and a half at least. The elevator by the way looked almost exactly like the cable car going across the Roosevelt Island Tramway in NYC, only just big enough to fit a person and maybe a backpack or two inside, you needed to scrunch inside to fit. So I got back out after the dragon tried to fit himself inside unsuccessfully, and watched the elevator cable back up to the ceiling and disappear.

I'm not sure what happened after that until the three month mark, where I had finally had enough and climbed on my dragon to fly up to the ceiling and escape. Somewhere before I'd even mounted him I suddenly popped into existence back in the industrial level of the real world outside the doorway which made me vanish into that world, and of course my first sight was of two of my friends, standing right there at the entrance, and then I saw someone else there who I somehow KNEW was the person responsible for casting whatever magic or spell it was that made that doorway go to the bubble society, and here's the point where my brain seemed to begin working in the dream, because I went off on him about what gave him the right to trap people in places like that, and how many more of them there were, to which he responded "I don't know" to both, completely nonchalantly, as if all he was doing was dropping crumbs on the street for the birds to pick up and eat. To which I knew the place was FULL of these "portals" and I immediately turned to see some other guy disappear suddenly as he entered a doorway, popping back up a moment later to go "need a hardhat in there!" before grabbing a hardhat from a nearby shelf and disappearing again. That event, if I can pause for a moment, really challenged my thinking of whether this was a sort of break room or something that other people knew about here on the industrial level, but that wasn't as thought provoking as the realization that happened in a little bit. So after I watched him disappear I ranted more about how it wasn't right and how my dragon was still trapped in there and that I wasn't going to risk getting stuck in there again for three months just to get him back, and then I proceeded to yell as he was walking off about how I was going to stop him by putting warning signs all over and stopping people from going through the doorways he'd changed. Then suddenly right as I woke up the thought popped into my head about how much time had passed while I was in there....

And that's what's kept me thinking for the past hour or two since waking up, is what would happen depending on what the answer to that was? If it had been a 1:1 ratio that I'd really spent three months in there then it'd be completely justified in my vendetta to stop people from getting trapped in there, but what it it'd only been a few hours (like in reality it was because this was after all a dream), then what? Was this a known sort of "Break Room" for the industrial workers and should I go back and try to unravel the mystery of trying to get my dragon back out into the real world? Or should I go back and live there for a while longer or something? Just so many questions flowing through my mind about what would happen, and what if it was like a 2:1 time ratio, where I'd spent three months in the bubble and a month and a half in the real world? What about the implications then? It's just all these things flowing through my mind and I really hope this is a recurring dream so I can find out!

A Day In The Life Of A Peanut Butter Cup ~ Reeses2150