Weird dream about a movie I haven’t seen.

I dreamt I was in the Matrix.

Maybe I was an update patch?

It started with my dream self thinking that I wanted to watch the newest Matrix movie, which I haven’t seen yet. And the movie started… then I was in it.

There was a desert and any people that appeared were hungry and thirsty. Desperate to survive.

And there was a desk in front of a ruined shack, with inky blackness welling out from beneath it. Tempting and dangerous, an apple sat on top of the desk as a lure to the unwary and the weak of will.

The dream cut to a scene on what seemed to be a skyscraper under construction. It was the stronghold of a group of powerful people that kind of dressed like goths in the Mad Max world. So, you know.

And Dumbledore and Snape and a couple of their followers were there to see those powerful people. They were looking for their savior, their chosen one, but they were denied in a mocking manner.

With a single shove, Snape was thrown through a window and Dumbledore and his followers apparated away.

Meanwhile, Neo was back in the Matrix as a little girl. At some point, she changed to become adult Keanu.

And back at the desk, the ripe red apple gleamed temptingly, and a starving wanderer from the desert reached out to take it, only to be consumed by the inky darkness. She was pulled, screaming, underneath the desk.

Trying to remember the dream, it seems somewhat nonsensical. But while I was sleeping, it seemed to play in linear order. Everything made sense, and now, my waking mind struggles to explain the things that I saw. Because that’s the power of dreams: It was all visual, arrayed in ways that mere words cannot explain.

Color and darkness. The sense of looming threat and burgeoning hope. The thoughts I had in the moment that explained things I glimpsed without really seeing.

I woke up, and I didn’t want to wake up because I wanted to know what was going to happen next. I wanted to see the story through to the end, but I couldn’t, even though my mind tells me things I didn’t have a chance to dream.

In my dream, there was something wrong in the Matrix. All these different stories and worlds were converging, and that’s why an update patch? was needed to fix things.

Everyone was waiting for a savior, and there was disappointment that the ones they had weren’t the ones they expected to see. Not realizing that appearances mean nothing, it’s what’s inside that matters.

And now? I have to look up how I can watch the new Matrix movie because I’m kind of curious what it’s about. Plus, it’s always nice to watch Keanu in a movie.

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P.S. Was I the inky blackness? The trap made to consume the unwary? To pull them into the depth of shadows where anything can be, and it’s only supposition that it was death inside and not the start of something new.

Dreams are weird.

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