An Urban Nightmare

Last night I had quite a vivid dream. If I were one to interpret visions I'd say this one represents my fear of development and the end of the rural lifestyle.

I’m walking toward Damascus, Oregon where I grew up. I see the hill where our house was, though from a birdseye perspective. Right behind it appears an industrial complex of huge metal silos like grain towers with steel trusses running between them and onto the ground. The overall effect is something like the flying buttresses of Gothic architecture melded with space-age metals. Soon the silos become more distinct in my vision and I realize they are huge condominiums (probably 15-20 stories) rising out of what used to be the woods behind my house. At that moment I remember a previous dream that I had of ascending this hill and seeing signs of construction or logging. Now I realize the entire forest has been cut down. There are people in the town whom I know. I rant to them about how the trees have been destroyed (this part of the dream seems to reflect a real conversation that Kayla and I had during the previous day when I complained that the houses we saw on our walk were set in treeless lots where the natural ecosystem had been completely paved over). The houses of my old neighborhood are somewhat intact in the circle of El Camino and Carmel, although some have been razed. Overall the feeling is one of outrage that everything from my childhood is gone, replaced with an urban complex. Also I’m very sad because I don’t know all the new people who have moved in and they have no appreciation for the old places that existed before they all arrived. I go to a sporting goods store that occupies the first story of a condo. Looking around I'm immediately bored by the store's merchandise (clothes) instead of the adventure gear I'd prefer. I mention to someone nearby that at least the new condos are better than a sprawling suburban subdivision.

1 comment March 3rd, 2006