The whole dream scape was wet and underground... almost like a sewer metal/cement kind of feel. Or maybe a better description would be the other side of the matrix... Dark and dingy.
I was new to this community. I felt as if I had to prove myself, prove why I was there/deserved to be there. But deep down I didn't really want to be there. It was not comfortable; it was sad. But then again so was everybody else. There was also a dangerous kind of feel from the people (Backstabbing/stealing/gossiping); It was a dog-eat-dog kind of place.
I remember Johnathan from Costa Rica being there. Actually, he was the tour guide, describing all the do's and donts' of the place and people.
There was an outside kind of area... but it was as if we were not supposed to spend much time there.
With all of the people it seemed kind of busy. Everything was scheduled too, sleep/wake/exercise/combat training/meals/rest.
SELF DREAM ANALYSIS:
Currently I am in a very scheduled position in life. I work every day, and I've been really concentrating on my raw food preference which adds an extra hour of prep time into my already tight day. The next two weeks I am morphing my schedule to be more creative, but I really desire more structure. Right now it might seem as though I am structured, however, it's just because I have to be at work for specific times.
I think that this dream was relaying how dark and dingy my current not-so-structure is; But I also realize how beneficial proper planning can be in life... especially for productivity.
I look forward to my upcoming artistically structured life!!!