Dream: Socialism and Death

This dream was on August 17, 2019. I dreamed I was in a school with a teacher and few other women but in our teen and young adult ages. They seemed to be American. The school had poor lighting so everything was kind of dark inside and the school had poor infrastructure. We were walking and commenting about how we no longer have grades to gauge our knowledge. One of the students, an 8th grader or so, said sarcastically as she entered her classroom, “It’s death”. I said “No, it’s Socialism”. She then replied sarcastically, “Exactly, death”. Then the teacher in our group moved from there to another classroom area. We followed her. The area was abandoned, in kind of bad conditions. There were 4 classrooms in this area with no walls separating them, with no chairs either; only 4 giant blackboards, one in each classroom. 2 Hispanic maintenance professionals dressed in blue uniform were there trying to get the space ready for us, struggling. I asked them, “Do we have electricity for all 4? Do all classrooms work?”. One of them then said to me, “Only 2”. He asked the teacher to pick 2 classrooms to activate, to bring electricity to. She picked the first one and it was the same one I had in mind that she should activate, the classroom I thought they’d use: the far left room. He brought light into that one classroom. We all started to pick our seats in this area across from the classroom space with picnic style tables and individual chairs that classroom. I sat in the far left of the room by 2 girls sitting to my right but they were sitting towards the middle front of the area. Next, I look at my hands and most my fingers have these sprout-looking things coming out of my skin just under my nail area. These long growth things, malleable and thick like thin bean sprouts. I tried ripping them off, I couldn’t. I tried to hide it but it was in the way so I looked for scissors. Eventually, I found scissors and cut it off but I was trying to cut it off from the root. It was a very frustrating feeling. I wanted to get rid of it. I noticed that the people in the dream didn’t have faith in that government because they saw in what conditions they were having to work and study in. The maintenance workers were discouraged. The teacher were discouraged. We, students, were discouraged and I was frustrated with that unwanted growth.

Interpretation: This dream is about a time, a season coming where socialism, led by the far left, will have a platform in society, using education as a tool for indoctrination,  bringing people to a “dumbed down” state and leading society through scarce resources. Society will struggle and people will need to choose a side. Choosing to be on their side (represented by me sitting on the “far left” of the “far left” classroom) brought me a sense of unease, negativity and shame, represented by the growth in my hands that I was desperate to get rid of but couldn’t so I tried to hide them. The number 4 is the number of years a president remains in office in the U.S. as well as in many other countries but the fact only 2 classrooms could receive what they needed to function shows scarcity and weakness in this particular government. This idea is paired up with the morale of the people being low all around. I understood this to be a government-related dream without a doubt. I went to look for further understanding for the meaning of the number 4. In the Bible, it indicates the appointed time for the creation of something. On the 4th day of creation, God brought into existence our solar system’s sun, its moon, and all the stars (Genesis 1:14 – 19). Their purpose was not only to give off light, but also to divide the day from the night on earth, thus becoming a basic demarcation of time. This brings the idea that this government style is appointed to come to life, to take place in a certain time in our not so distant future.

Published by Mia Rio

Mia Rio is a singer, songwriter & actress.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: