This was a VERY complex and vivid dream! One of the many I've been cursed/blessed with lately. I was hitchiking somewhere unfamiliar. It was raining and I took refuge in an old root cellar full of junk by the side of the road. I found stuff in there like a crack pipe which made me realize that people must hang out there often, and not the best kind. Then this car came along and a hippy with dreads was driving. There was another hitchiker in the car too. So, the hippy asked us if we wanted to go to his place and check it out, 'cause it was pretty cool there, and I said sure. So, we get to his place and it's PERFECT. Beautiful, idillic scenery, out in the country, big pond, lots of pine trees, log house... So, he's showing me around and it seems like there is every imaginable thing there that someone would consider cool. The more cool stuff he showed me, the more cool stuff he had. He had a veggie factory going on, and a tofu kitchen where he employed a bunch of very cool folks. And he had some of the best kind bud in the world. Then all of a sudden he says that he's got to hurry up, 'cause some famous act is playing in a musical in the theater across the street, and he doesn't want to miss it. He gets all excited and says come on, you've got to check this out. Then he takes off up the steps to this theater and I tried to follow him, but lost him in the crowd. Now, the crowd was HUGE, and it was like the gates of freakdom had opened and every manner of hippy, punk, freak and everything in between was in there, all standing around looking utterly cool. There was this real hypnotic pulsing music going on, and crazy light shows. I never could find the stage area, because the whole place became a labarinth of psycedelic rooms in which I got totally lost. The rooms had crazy mirrors, flashing lights and neon lights, and things like old avalon ballroom posters. Every room was full of all those wild people just hanging around like they had nothing better to do. After a while I really began to wonder where the hell I really was. About that time, a girl came up to me and told me she worked there. I was asking her how to find my way out, and what was going on here. Then I was told that the entire place was created to simulate a psychedelic experience, and that it was ALL illusion, the people and all. Even the guy who had picked me up hitching was an illusion. Then I woke up.
The rain may portend a period of depression, the cellar is your subconcious. The crowd may mean that you will get too absorbed with an indulgence (like drugs), you may even become addicted. But if youd o, you should be able to finally become free of it, seeing that it is all illusion. In fact the whole dream may signal a turning point where you might become spiritual, seeing all the world as an illusion, seeing it for what it really is.
