A few days of messing around with homework.
Had a queer dream last night. Had been observing a couple of groups. One of the groups had hid themselves behind a wall of sheet-metal boxes or something, peeking out. The other group was aware of them. One of the group shot something arrow-like and killed one of the other group. The rest of them were killed as well.
Felt sorry for the group behind the wall .. they seemed innocent.
Wanted to do something about it. Had to visit some sort of hell for that. The guy in charge there didn't even agree on a chat before his demands on offerings (specific organs) had been fulfilled. Even then, he wanted a girl from the heaven as a sacrifice.
Didn't like the idea at all. Still, we went to the guy in charge in the heaven. Even while meeting with the boss from hell, he remained calm and peaceful. The one from hell asked him if he had a stray girl. Without any thoughts or emotions, a girl was offered.
That girl was interesting as well. Even in hell, she still remained calm and peaceful .. no matter what the boss of hell schemed.
Don't know what this symbolizes but the dream ended before I got anywhere in trying to save that group of people. Probably the point of "a wise man neither hugs nor hates this world." In other words, by trying to save people, I ended up in hell.
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