I had a very vivid, and strange dream last night.
I seldom remember my dreams more than a few minutes after I wake up, and usually they are not very lucid.
This one was different... and felt quite real.
It started out as one of those stupid "final exam" dreams I sometimes have - the ones where there's a test I have to take in a class I registered for, but did not attend for the entire semester.
I came in a half-hour late for the exam. The professor very condescendingly told me I could take a "special test" consisting of ten questions. I took the test, and then proceeded to find the professor after I finished.
I did not find the professor, but I found several rooms with different activity occurring. I then entered what I think was the professor's office... and entered a strange capsule, the door of which locked behind me.
I shot downward at high speed in the capsule. When it stopped, I was in a dimly lit cavern.
I stepped out of the capsule and peeked around the corner. I saw three hideous beings... two of them seemed to be either robbing or beating a third. One of the attackers saw me.
I quickly returned to the capsule and locked myself inside.
Just then, a very attractive brunette woman dressed in a tight-fitting black "Catwoman" sort of get-up appeared in front of the capsule with an indistinct female assistant dressed in a brown uniform. The "Catwoman" spoke this into a radio or "communicator" she held...
"It's all right. He wasn't outside for more than five seconds."
Inside the capsule, I then began a tour of my surroundings, as the capsule began to move. I saw a landscape that was a cross between "Escape from New York" and "Night of the Living Dead" - ramshackle buildings and trash-strewn streets, and groups of hideous "people" milling about, with the big ones preying on the smaller. It was dark, like at night, but there seemed to be street lamps. One gang of large, "biker-leather"-clad "zombies" tried to attack me, but the capsule stopped them.
During this time, the "Catwoman" was speaking to me via a telescreen inside the capsule, telling me that I was a "hero" or something for not staying outside the capsule... weird.
Then the capsule stopped near a picnic table infront  a trash-strewn sidewalk. A number of "people" were around. One of them, a girl with what appeared to be a large pink worm coming out of her face, approached me. I pushed her away and she splattered against the wall... but got up and ran towards me again... I looked down, and saw a puppy (normal looking, very cute) hiding behind some trash under the picnic table...
Then I woke up.
I swear I am not making this up, and although I sensed the dream wasn't "real", it seemed VERY vivid and full-color, and I remember ALL the details.
Did I visit one of the BST hells? Or THE hell?
And what was up with "Catwoman?"
This was no ordinary dream....
Any feedback here? ???

Hi Brendan-
I've been to that school. wiith me it's always a problem about a math lecture that I can't quite follow, screwing up in a technology class, or getting lost and I can't find the classroom and I'm afraid I'll flunk out. I think "THE Hell" is actually a BST, tailored to our own expectations.

I had someone in regression once who recalled being starved to death while hanging on a dungeon wall. She grew delirious and "went to hell", a place that she described as being filled with hateful, arrogant souls, so lacking in love and hopefulness that they were stuck there in their opwn inner pain and loneliness. That still sounds like BST hell to me. (She was very glad to get back to her nice comfortable dungeon wall.)

Maybe I'll meet you in class next time you're in school.

dave

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That place, I sense, feels just as sad as you describe.  The words just evoke so much emotion.

Surely there is alot we don't know about how conciousness works.

When I think about stuff like the things described here and try to understand and then try to apply that understanding to ecveryday experiences...well, it is all confusing.