Wow. Dreamt an entire new science fiction story last night. A good one.
Begins with travelling through Australia allocating importance values to large towns, based largely on population, separation and altitude. Then I’m bemoaning the fact that I can’t take a shortcut to the next town through an animal (ostrich?) pen. I could have taken a shortcut in by stepping over a short metal gate, but not out because of a padlocked metal gate with barbed wire. Then the view angle pans upwards until I see that the ground between here and the next town is boggy with shallow lakes and some waterbirds. I slowly realise that the shortcut would be dangerous enough now, deadly during flood time, which is why it is blocked off.
Actually the story starts earlier than that with me riding a bus through outback Australia, towards Sydney, marvelling at the wild birds on the lakes hundreds of metres off. There are familiar birds, cape barren geese and so forth, but large waterbirds that are rare where I live become more common, though still shy and difficult to identify, as I travel. Why does the wildlife change.
Back to the main thread of the story. I meet up with one of the policy makers, who was a premy baby born with syndactilly and other deformities affecting personality and the appearance of his head. Personalitywise he has less empathy and more developed logic than I have. He’s now a young adult and together we start on a project to map human personalities as I have been mapping towns. Personalities mapped as three-dimensional multicoloured hills.
Progressing into this I see a progression into policy makers who are being born more and more premature, with more or less empathy but generally less, more and less intelligent and logical but generally more. Policy makers are becoming harder than they used to be. And this concerns me, much as my inability to take a shortcut through the ostrich pen concerned me.
With the help of my policy maker and his friends, I take a break from mapping the here and now to map the past and future. Looking at the multicoloured personality mountains that are Newton and Einstein and projecting that to future people born more and more premature (the opposite of neoteny?) I see that in the distant future the important people become diamonds. Not just hard and logical but posessed of an inner beauty as well. The future is in good hands.
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Now run that through a dream interpretation book and see what comes out.

