Moon: Half Waxing
While i was in sleep mode, CBC radio was playing. The topic they we discussing was, without a doubt, influencing my social experience in the Alpha/Theta/Delta worlds.
The dream took place in a factory. However, this factory was really just one big, gigantic, white room. My fellow workers were political people who support the various political parties in Canada (My family doctor was one of them). The dream started off just as we were finishing lunch. There was a lot of garbage left on the table after our meal and someone suggested that we start to organize and recycle ALL the garbage.
As it turns out, this was a recycling factory that we were working at. One by one, all the while discussing the health care system of Canada (aka. Sick Care since there's nothing healthy about it). We brought our garbage up to this big conveyor belt recycling machine. When it was my turn I only had an apple core in hand fore-which was my lunch apparently. As i approached the machine I noticed that I ate half of the lable/sticker and the other piece of the sticker was still on the leftover apple. It made me really emotional when I realized this.
This suddenly inspired me to unleash my idea that there should be an income cap on anybody who works for the government. Nobody needs to be making more than $60000 a year; and then you could have a government grocery card or something. All the money that we would save could be put into healing the 'sick' care system which would then help heal the rest of the Canadian people and hopefully beyond.
I started to sob as I put my apple on the conveyor belt.
I felt as though there was no outside world in this dream.
I felt politically trapped.