dream fragment

When I put things in sequence the first I remember is a video or perspective about how European settlers also suffered loss and death during the colonisation of the New World. It showed rural children scrambling in a rustic graveyard and hiding. There was a scrolling through a list of things, large pot, iron fence, stone, like that, which were actually disguised children hiding from a militia. They were apparently the ancestors of the Amish or maybe it was just comparing lifestyle to them.

Next I remember wandering in some country area, and on a path was with some other people being informed about 9 people having accidents and 4 apparently gruesome ones, because they didn't understand Planck's Constant, apparently an equation for cellular dynamics or biology. There was a ditch nearby and a sewer was meant to have run through it. A plastic cap was the proof for this, as some girl explained helpfully and unsolicited, although I was wary of touching something that had been of a sewer even if it had been years since it was flowing.

I saw from third person abstract points of view the teleportation of the continental USA to somewhere and its displacement in time. Every day would repeat, but explosions that happened in history would reoccur. I worried when we heard the cycle might end since a cycle that displaced explosions with no casualties would be better. Also, North Korea was somehow involved and the only country that went with them.

I was in a school room, having just had an experimental genetic splicing method tried on me, and I had to awkwardly explain to a suited man that I thought it was maybe a good idea in theory but as it was they shouldn't try it on lots of people. I felt stronger, more alive, but I thought it wasn't ready yet, or maybe people weren't.

Two objects, a small metal egg and a brass ring. One could only be broken by a fall of 30 feet, if dropped by a divine entity, the other never broke. They made a death acceptable, redeemed or fixed, somehow, and I discusses it with someone. Trees, buildings, dreamscapes.

I was annoyed because there was a train track in a location that I had to cross to get to school every day, running at high speeds with no barrier or warning. The location doesn't exist in real life, that's dream geography, and dream geometry as well I reckon. I wondered if the train actually ran during the time I cross it in the morning, and, examining the track, take out an electrical plug thing, before hurriedly putting it back, as not to break anything.

Railways as barriers, or hazards, in places they really should not be, recurs in dreams for me, quite often.

I was on the phone to my sister, who was asking me where I was. I could somehow see the room she was in, although only that she was next to a fish tank or maybe a terrarium. I said that I was at home and was confused, because I wasn't exactly anywhere out of the ordinary. Not pressing the point for much longer, she started introducing me to some person next to her for no clear reason, who I could barely see, but at that moment I'd thought she'd finished and put the phone down.

Then, I remember something about boats, floods in the streets, and an independent fragment about chimpanzees starting to get more intelligent and how they'd destroy themselves quickly if they were able to use weapons.

I was walking around a large pond, very shallow. In it was standing a bison big enough to fill the pond, clearly dead, as it had large rotting chunks taken out of it, yet able to stand. The size was probably larger than a small bus, although I was never standing close, more looking down at it in the pond. I wondered where the matter would go when it disintegrated. It was not particularly disturbing, although there wasn't much detail, and the grass had a bland, bright, untextured quality to it.