i dreamt two dreams. the good one was where i was floating in water, watching the history of sailing play out before me in animated form to some really great classical music.

the bad one, i was flying through this city, like new york with bigger buildings, dirty, drab, dreary buildings that housed thousands of people. something about it reminds me of the movie "metropolis", it had the same feel as the shot of the thousands of workers marching like machinery to their jobs. then i heard the line from slayer's "angel of death": "forced in/like cattle you are/stripped of/your life's worth".
i think it said a lot about the world we live in and where we're going.