Well, last night I had an interesting dream.
The Philippines were constantly annoying Canada, which turned into a war. After years of peace, Canada apparently decided it had enough, and then had a dictator in power. On the news it was announced that Canada was planing to nuke the Philippines, and showed the likelihood of the event each hour, as if it were some sort of election. I was calling the country of Canada- Because apparently Canada had a phone number and I knew it- and convincing them not to. Things were looking bright, but then I couldn't find the number on caller ID. I was waiting and terribly upset, though others just seemed moderately bothered by it- As if their favorite sports team was losing. Then, things took a turn for the worst and Canada nuked them. I was very, VERY mad at Canada and humanity itself. Everything was dead there, and would remain dead. I decided I couldn't bear living life with humanity anymore, and that I would go on a one way trip to Mars as soon as it became possible. Everyone else just saw it as a sad event, and moved on. Meanwhile, Canada's ruler built New Canada, a floating artificial land mass with layers and layers of buildings, near the Philippines for Canadian colonists and survivors of the nukes. There were two layers to this place: The colonist level, and the lower level for the Filipinos. They had the same currency, but the money was treated very differently in the two levels, as was every aspect of life, though they were only separated by a glass staircase. You had to pay to go up and look around, but there was no fee to go down. That was where all the affordable shopping was, the cheap labor, and anything they could take advantage of. The lower level was starving in small communes, while the colonists got large suites built into the artificial land mass, over looking the ocean. The dictator was getting very rich on this, and I, who must have been some sort of government official, came to talk about how things were being run. She claimed that the government was communist, but there was obviously great inequality. Sure, they may have been on the separate levels, but nothing really linked the two. She admitted that the communism was really just a front, but I was recording it. I showed the UN- Who apparently would only interfere if a country labeled their government wrong- And got her out of power. It seemed that things would start to go back to some sort of equality, when she said "You think this is all over, but just you wait- This will happen all over the world." She was taken away, but it made me worried.
Meanwhile, the dream went back to myself, and I was watching the news again. It was the weather channel, and it was showing the US with different colors on it, as if tracking wind or temperature. There was waves of brighter colors going through certain areas. It was the aftermath of the nuclear bomb, reaching all the way up to the north. The man said what areas should be evacuated (massive areas of the east coast and mid west) and then zoomed in on Washington state, then on the Seattle area. He said that Seattle would only reach -49 degrees Fahrenheit, and that everyone should be fine as long as they stay in an insulated box for two weeks. I felt very relieved at this, because just north of Seattle things would be deadly. This ironically included Canada.
The Philippines were constantly annoying Canada, which turned into a war. After years of peace, Canada apparently decided it had enough, and then had a dictator in power. On the news it was announced that Canada was planing to nuke the Philippines, and showed the likelihood of the event each hour, as if it were some sort of election. I was calling the country of Canada- Because apparently Canada had a phone number and I knew it- and convincing them not to. Things were looking bright, but then I couldn't find the number on caller ID. I was waiting and terribly upset, though others just seemed moderately bothered by it- As if their favorite sports team was losing. Then, things took a turn for the worst and Canada nuked them. I was very, VERY mad at Canada and humanity itself. Everything was dead there, and would remain dead. I decided I couldn't bear living life with humanity anymore, and that I would go on a one way trip to Mars as soon as it became possible. Everyone else just saw it as a sad event, and moved on. Meanwhile, Canada's ruler built New Canada, a floating artificial land mass with layers and layers of buildings, near the Philippines for Canadian colonists and survivors of the nukes. There were two layers to this place: The colonist level, and the lower level for the Filipinos. They had the same currency, but the money was treated very differently in the two levels, as was every aspect of life, though they were only separated by a glass staircase. You had to pay to go up and look around, but there was no fee to go down. That was where all the affordable shopping was, the cheap labor, and anything they could take advantage of. The lower level was starving in small communes, while the colonists got large suites built into the artificial land mass, over looking the ocean. The dictator was getting very rich on this, and I, who must have been some sort of government official, came to talk about how things were being run. She claimed that the government was communist, but there was obviously great inequality. Sure, they may have been on the separate levels, but nothing really linked the two. She admitted that the communism was really just a front, but I was recording it. I showed the UN- Who apparently would only interfere if a country labeled their government wrong- And got her out of power. It seemed that things would start to go back to some sort of equality, when she said "You think this is all over, but just you wait- This will happen all over the world." She was taken away, but it made me worried.
Meanwhile, the dream went back to myself, and I was watching the news again. It was the weather channel, and it was showing the US with different colors on it, as if tracking wind or temperature. There was waves of brighter colors going through certain areas. It was the aftermath of the nuclear bomb, reaching all the way up to the north. The man said what areas should be evacuated (massive areas of the east coast and mid west) and then zoomed in on Washington state, then on the Seattle area. He said that Seattle would only reach -49 degrees Fahrenheit, and that everyone should be fine as long as they stay in an insulated box for two weeks. I felt very relieved at this, because just north of Seattle things would be deadly. This ironically included Canada.
