Later, I tuned into a news broadcast and found out that there was a sort of cure being rolled out, and that things were returning to normal. But I'd already sort of planned what I wanted to do, which included some travel and now that it was safe to do so, I decided to visit some friends on the far side of the world, visit Tibet, etc. Real spiritual journey stuff. On the airfield, one of the passengers had a kid snatched by a zombie. So they were still out there, but it was kind of controlled. It was sort of like chancing a bear attack by going to the woods.
The central theme of the dream requires some thought, though. I usually argue against the sort of philosophy that one should sit back and let better, more qualified people fix things. At times, I feel like apathy is a kind of cancer, especially in a country built upon democracy. But I guess at other times, it just doesn't make sense to get involved. Sometimes things do just work themselves out. I know I have some pretty obvious control issues, and it was interesting to see these play out on the dream stage.
But I think the real message from me to me was that when the world is burning down around you, you might as well dance, because hey, why not? Personally, I plan to go out on a high note.
