We are part of a breakaway faction on a strange world. I think we are non-native to the planet but blend in well enough. There is a male and female leader to our group I'm the female representative and the male is my lover.
We have a strange device underground that taps into the energy grid of the planet we are on and we use this for our needs and pleasure. The inhabitants of the world are not fond of us but we keep to ourselves mainly and spend a lot of time underground in a network of facilities so are mainly tolerated and ignored. We have abilities the natives don't like the ability to fly.
We have a prophet (A little like the fool in the farseer series) - He keeps giving us warnings about our abuse of power and the earth grid, that we are overusing and it will end badly. We are arrogant and carless and self-centred we've become too reliant on the power source and don't want to change.
He wants us to stop using the power source altogether but we don't and there is an underground explosion that burns out the energy grid of the planet.
We know we have fucked up badly and are responsible - and that it's all going to get really messy quite fast.
We are doing what we do best and buggering of to leave the natives with the problem but first, we need to hide underground as they will be really angry when they realise what we have done.
I'm helping to organise the move deeper underground but realise how hard it's going to be with no power - we have lots of elders and infirm amongst us who need a lot of help. I leave the facility to look out over the world we've messed up.
I'm spotted by some locals who beat me up badly but then leave me (They know there is a power outage and it's our fault but they haven't realised yet how serious it is and that there will now be no power for years... throwing the evolution of the planet back 10's of thousands of years.)
Once they have gone I fly up and over part of the nearest town. It's nice not really like anywhere on earth I don't think. I'm looking into the homes of the locals, very large ultra modern style apartment buildings with lots of glass set in groups on green lawns. I can see families inside using candle and torch-like devices and running down batteries on equipment - I feel bad and guilty that they have no idea the power won't be coming back.
I don't think we were bad people as such but our arrogance and carelessness lead to great harm.
Next dream is odd, it's mudras like the ones from yoga and that some people on DMT sometimes too but I'm watching them from an energy point of view and how their fingers are weaving shapes of almost tunnels of sacred geometric shapes that create wormhole style portals. lol not describing this well at all!!
Last dream Is the dream area outside of my gran's house again. The green at the end of the road is way bigger with more houses. I'm pregnant and have given birth to 2 lambs, one is deformed. I'm trying to feed the deformed one and it won't suckle and it's unlikely to survive.
Jon is there and Jim too and they have qualified as lawyers and are something to do with a 'bar?'
'In law, the bar is the legal profession as an institution. The term is a metonym for the line that separates the parts of a courtroom reserved for spectators and those reserved for participants in a trial such as lawyers.'
Ah that... anyway, they are flying back and forth to Newyork as that is where they are needed they have on wired old fashioned ceremonial robes.
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