The Parasomnial Order

DREAMS FROM THE MIND OF MATTHEW JAMES

PHANTASMAGORIUM

A DREAM WRITTEN BY HIS OWN HAND UPON WORDPRESS

This is an account of a dream set in the future where the prophet is selected to work on a highly sophisticated project that included the developing of a new class of species. In it, Matthew James learns that he no longer will be able to survive with this superior technology taking over.  

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Birth to the Future

1 It was night at the time when I was diligently working in a ditch full of leaves and poison ivy. Scraping the leaves into piles of five was my job. I was to clean the whole ditch with my bare hands. The reason for this I did not know. They were just orders from them, and I simply followed.

2 An hour later… I completed my task. They were surprised at my mundane ability to stay focused on something that had no meaning to me. They discussed among themselves and motioned me over. We talked about my various interests and they selected me for a new job, one with “Major Evolutionary Possibilities.”

3 I thought they were impressed with my neatly arranged piles of leaves, but they told me how they saw something in me that was more than just average. They said they saw an “Inner Noctilucence,” and told me about my next assignment.

4 Another hour had passed… and I arrived. I was in the backyard of a very exclusive house that was brightly lit by the moon. There were few clouds in the sky and I was very eager for what was to come.

5 It seemed like I was on the set of the Bachelor, for there were highly advanced cameras all around and I saw various people¹ holding monitors in their hands.

6 I was a little exited about this assignment, because I have never been to a place as glorious as this.

7 They showed me the various pieces of technology by the pool. “This here is what we call the Hydroelectrical Bio-Generator of Mechanical Life, and that there in front of it is the Tetravalent Shield,” one of them said.

8 “What do they do?” I asked, but there was no answer. He walked to the inside of the house to secure the cables. I followed, and he told me what I needed to do.

9 I was starting to get worried as my faculties were piecing together what was going on. I was getting involved with creating a new type of life–a machine like life.

10 “Press on, we must press on: Start the Birthing Initiation process,” another one said.

11 Right then and there I knew I was doomed, but I dutifully did my assignment.

12 They explained that nothing bad was going to happen, and reassured me that this technology was safe, and that the new species was not capable of violence. For they designed it that way.

13 Moments later… the pool filled with electricity and the lightning flashed about. I was watching from inside and saw something being formed. It was ugly and it had no head, or feet for that matter. Wires were all around and it got out of the pool soaking wet. It moved a little, got up, and gave birth to more just like it.

14 It was terrifying, and right then I knew that my intelligence was far inferior.

15 “It won’t last,” I told myself, “It won’t last!”

16 These things I say in the name of Pentameonus, thou ascendeth!

1. All of which who looked like incompetent douche-bag producers that, for whatever reason, wore the same style of clothing and talked about the same stupid TV mumbo-jumbo over and over again. [↩]