Rants of a deranged squirrel.

#022: The Dream

[F.U.C.K. is an e-zine that I started on January 24, 1993 and ended on January 24, 2000. One concept is that articles should be timeless if possible, so they were not released with dates. As such, the date on this blog is not exact but I will try to use a date as close as possible.]


It was a typical day the other day, like usual, I woke up sometime after noon and squinted as my eyes adjusted to the sun coming in through the window. Same room each day that I woke up to. It was quite spartan, just a chest of drawers, table, bookshelf, and footlocker. Two framed posters, a cork bulletin board, and a monthly ‘planit’ board behind my door. No use in decorating a room I only sleep in. With an audible sigh, I walked out into the hallway, into my bathroom and took a quick shower. Got out, dressed, put in my contacts, and headed for the kitchen. The rooms to either side of the kitchen were fairly dark with the shades closed, and the TV was off.

I noticed then, that my roommate wasn’t here. Opening the fridge, I grabbed some milk for cereal, and something to drink. A quick meal in the morning was rare, as I had forgone breakfast long ago. The cereal was ok, and it was filling enough, but lacking in overall enjoyment. ‘Oh well’ I thought, forget it. I would go out for lunch later that day. Moving into the front room I turned on the monitor to the computer, to check the board mail and see if anything needed to be done. Nope. The board was pretty self sufficient, and I barely needed to touch it these days. Reading messages would be done later that day.

Stale air in the house started overwhelming me. Opening the windows brought in fresh air, but it was hot. So, I decided to walk about in the back yard and get some air. Opening the curtains, I quickly realized something was up. I looked out into the backyard, and instead of seeing the typical single tree, dirt areas, and old patio, I saw something totally different. I opened the door quickly and found cool fresh air blowing in my face. Just what I was looking for. It was light out, but there was no visible sun that I could see. Before I could finish the thought, the sun appeared on the horizon. But everything else was black, with white lines forming a grid running everywhere. It reminded me of the holodeck on ST:TNG. Laughing at myself for being stupid, I blinked a few times and looked back in the house and nothing had changed. Quickly I glanced back outside and the black horizon, with the sun. Nothing else. Grass, rolling hills of grass, nice cool air, lots of trees. These thoughts swarmed through my mind and seconds later it was in front of me. I had just created everything I could see.

I took a tentative step out onto the grass where the patio had been and was amazed when I realized that it was real. Nice thick green grass under my feet. It took me at least 10 minutes to fully comprehend what was happening but I wasn’t complaining. Lesse. Birds, small animals, a small pond and hundreds of other things appeared as I thought about them. Hmm. I looked back to the house I lived in. Five minutes later I sat back on a chair, drinking a cold beer, admiring the repairs to the house. Nothing big, just a house in front of me that wouldn’t need cleaning, repairing, or any other maintenance for quite some time. Better carpet, food in the fridge, and other small things that made life easier. Hmm. Too good to be true. I knew there would be some limit to what I could do, but I would have to find that on my own.

I walked around the house to where the front yard used to be and looked around at where my neighbor’s houses used to be. Nothing. Just the rolling green hills I had thought of. Hmm. Ok. I walked across the road and up to the front door of my friend’s house. I knocked once, and he came to the door. “Hey, what’s up?”. “Oh, not much. Hmm. Look around ‘J’.” He stepped out into the front yard and looked around. Confusion hit him hard. “What the hell is going on?” I kinda snickered at that, and produced two chairs and a couple of beers for us, and explained everything. Hmm. “I could use bite to eat”. ‘J’ stopped me quickly and told me to hang a second, he wanted to try something. His face kinda got a look of hard thought and he blinked. In front of us was a table with a Chinese dinner. “Not bad”
was my only reply.

We both ate, and thought about things for a while. During the time we had both summoned up a computer to help us out. We wanted to know the extent of our world, and our power. Only took a couple of hours and we found out that we were the only ones around and we controlled the world. “Cool” I said, and looked over to ‘J’. An evil grin spread over his face and I knew what he was thinking. “Welp. Lets be careful what we put back. I don’t want to deal with any assholes. And if you put any more people back I am gonna kick yer ass boy.” I laughed at that, and he did too. Since both of us had jobs that required social interaction with people we didn’t care for, neither of us were eager to put people back right away.

Hmm. “Ya know, ‘J’, all those people that bitch about the cyber culture, and say it is bullshit, and will never be? Guess this is it. To some extent at least.” He thought for a minutes and nodded. “Sure is, I think I kinda like it. Thing is, if we put something back, will they be able to do anything like we can?” This made me think for a minute.

I opened my eyes, and in front of me was another person. It was a guy I knew that worked at the mall. “Hi Patrick. Howya doin?”. He was confused at first, but after looking around he replied “Heya. Pretty good. What the hell is going on?”. I quickly explained everything and told him to try and conjure something and told him how to do it. No luck. He couldn’t do it. I thought for a second and told him to try again. Next to him appeared this cute girl he worked with. He smiled. I thought about it. He and the girl quickly disappeared.

“Ya know ‘J’. I think I like this. We control who has the power.” The next few hours were filled with talk about what we would do, what we would restore, and what changes we would make. It only took a full day of thinking and all of Lubbock was back but it was much improved. Lots more trees, better roads, and no dust or cattle yard within 100 miles. “Welp, looks like our work is cut out if we want the rest of the world back.” He looked over and told me not really. “Just think vague thoughts, the lesser the detail, the faster it would appear, and for some reason it comes back the way it was.” He explained a little more.

We rested, drank a few more beers, and he drank a bottle or two of FireWater. Strange. We could drink all we wanted, and then get rid of the effects. A week passed and the world was back to a somewhat normal condition. Things were much better. There was still fighting and war and all that, but the little things that made life hard had been taken care of. Peace was cool and all but would never work. Wars had their part in the grand scheme of things.

‘J’ and I kept working on things, created elaborate computer networks that were much more efficient since that was our hobbies. We always had a place to go to talk about things, a nice rolling green meadow with trees, and a huge pond. We would kick back and talk about things. It was just one of those times, we started talking about the past. Something hit me then, and I quickly stood up. “Wait! Fuck this. Curiosity is killing me. What is the real story behind JFK? What is the N.S.A. hiding? Is there other life in the universe? I mean, with our power we can find out all that shit.” ‘J’ quickly agreed and we started to get to work.

It was two weeks after all this began that we were sitting there, and something started happening. We had found out everything we had ever wanted to know about the world, and what all had been kept from the people of the world. Sitting back contemplating things we both noticed it. Everything around us started growing a darker shade of grey. We both tried to stop it but couldn’t. We hadn’t lost our power, but we couldn’t control it for some reason. Things blacked out.

I woke up in my bed, and looked around. After a long sigh, I realized it had been a dream and that once again, utopia had slipped through my grasp. I close my eyes trying to recall details about everything we had discovered but it wasn’t coming back to me. I cursed for a second, knowing that some of the things I dreamt of had to be the truth. Oh well. Like usual I forgot what I dreamed.

“Shut the mains off.”
“Mains off. Neural scanner de-activated sir.”
“Damn. I thought he would remember everything.”
“Lessee what all happened, I am searching the program logs. Here.
They both dreamt that they had control of anything, and then rebuilt the world so it was a better place, and then decided they would find out about everything we strive to keep secret. They learned of everything this agency has ever been involved in… Amazing, that a dream can do all that. They discovered the truths through a fucking dream. I’m glad that dream retention isn’t as easy as people say.”
“Damn. You’re sure that they don’t remember a thing? If either of them retain 1% of what they learned, we could be ruined.”
“Your right. We have to make sure. Send a team out. Have them taken into custody, erase all memory of the past 24 hours, and put them back. Continue monitoring them, and if that doesn’t work…. then kill them.”
“Yes sir. Good thing we have these neural scanners. They have saved our asses more than once.”
“Amazing technology.”
“Yep. Sure is. Just remember, don’t question where we got it.”
“Yes sir.”
“Lets go to lunch.”

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