~Galactic Love Reporter Chucke~
The thing that made it so fantastic, was not how realistic it was, rather that it was so fantastic that it made me realize in the dream, that I was dreaming.
At the beginning of the dream, I was looking up to the sky at an angle just above the horizon. A hundred feet from me, was a focused energy source with the arms/legs of spider and the barely discernable body of a truck. The arms/legs held a fixed position, yet were a flowing light energy source so brilliant white that they washed out the body above them.
I recognized it as some sort of vehicle, lumbering and slow, but powerful like a monster truck. It let out a soundless horn blast that you could see as a focused cone of visual distortion, like a heat wave on a desert road. As the horn blast moved across the land, some things remained unaffected and some were instantly transformed into earth. I could see the blast heading my direction and knew there was no way to outrun it. I accepted and then the sound hit me. It was overwhelming without effect. I don't know how else to put it.
The next thing I was aware of, was of being in the operators seat. None of the controls except where my bottom belonged, were familiar and yet controlling the vehicle was simple and known. I wanted to use my hands to steer, but it was unnecessary as it was controlled by thought. (I think.....?) Anyway, a couple of the things known, were how to fly/operate the vehicle itself and the operation of its horn. The vehicle with its horn was a frequency resonance device that served a dual role, where it would verify frequencies and automatically alter the frequency of certain nouns.
I wanted to fly, and I was flying, but in the dream felt a sense of duty to sweep the town/city with the horn. The architecture was unfamiliar and yet there was this sense of being home, that's when I realized the purpose/function of the horn. It was a frequency resonator that would alter the frequency of (for lack of a better word) bad energy forms. Any of these bad energies, be it a person, an inanimate object or a piece of ground, would cease to exist as that, and would drop and instantly transform into a fertile earth from which a sort of plant life would instantly begin to grow. Having control in my dream, I swept the horn haphazardly all over the place and laughed at the town folk who rolled their eyes. Interesting though was that there was no feeling of loss when something bad was "revealed", only appreciation that they/it existed and has transformed into something different. It was a kind of connected respect.
A couple days later, I came across this video and at the 14:30 mark of this video
the vehicle appeared! In my dream the extensions were much brighter and more solid, but that's what the energy source of the vehicle//horn/resonator looked like.
"...and when we realized that, we gave up war to love one another."
Something I said to my grandkids years from now.
