THE RULES (March 7, 2012)
I dreamt that I was among some young people who were very much dedicated to environmental protection. They all seemed Scandinavian to me. But their activities had a curious twist to them. Only if two or more of them had spent more than a certain amount of time together could they turn on a computer at their disposal to write something about one of the environmental causes they were dedicated to. To be considered as being together, they had to remain within a certain distance from each other, as well. Similarly, there had to be a certain number of them together to be able to send a message to another group of young people containing whatever they had written together. There were many such groups around, all of which were connected by a computer network. And there were many rules regulating their collective behavior regarding many other things beside environmental protection. Their sexual behavior was also regulated by strict rules. It seemed to me that all of them had chips implanted in their brains. I remember that I was trying to figure out the rules, but that I kept being surprised by new ones all the time. In the end, I woke up utterly confused. The only conclusion I could make was that all the rules had to do with keeping the young people together. Without them, they would wander far apart.