Again I was with 3 other people, but the impression I got was of peers, perhaps student-explorers in archeology. Because we were inside mortared stone chambers that reminded me of an Aztec pyramid/temple: very foreign looking, walls of smoothed river rocks in various shades of brown held together by ancient-looking gray mortar, primitive designs/paintings of the basic colors you can make from nature's dyes. We were searching for clues, analyzing our discoveries, yet also talking excitedly about each little aspect of each room. We came to a chamber that felt almost cavernous by comparison, and in the middle across a bridged chasm was it: the prize, clearly what we had been seeking!
On a central dais was an intricate puzzle (or maybe the entire chamber *was* the puzzle--those details have slipped from my mind), made of foot-sized, painted pillars of those polished stones, which unlocked...well, we were going to find out! Studying as we went, we carefully crossed over the bridged chasm and began touching and then moving the pillars, pressing some of them like they were giant buttons of a contraption--or a locking mechanism! I remember mentioning that we must take nothing but what we learn, that we must leave it pristine (and yet we were moving things around?). I felt the haziness of time passing and after a while we had a breakthrough that made us ecstatic, like we had solved the riddle/passed a test and gained valuable knowledge from it.
And yet, knowledge granted, the room had apparently done its task (or given up its secret it was supposed to guard?) and began to slowly collapse! I remember some of the button-pillars crumbling in dramatic fashion! I was alarmed, thinking that I *knew* we abided by the rules and took nothing--I could hear the bonds breaking, a very distinct sound of both the cracking-breaking concrete-type material and the clattering of the smoothed rocks that could now collapse against each other and fall into the pit! And as the others were scrambling to safety over the widening gaps and up the ledges, not only was I ensuring everyone was making it and not falling, I clearly remember wondering if perhaps the knowledge we had gained made us heavier in a sense that was causing the room collapse. It was one of those wild in-the-frantic-moment thoughts that make no sense out of context, but was desperately trying to understand *why* this collapse was happening, even as I was slipping/climbing to safety to join the others in breathless excitement of a narrow escape!
Sadly, the dream ended with me having to rise to potty in the "wee" hours of the morning...or else we might have discussed our findings and wondered about the collapsed section. One thing felt certain: that the knowledge gain was all that remained of a one-time accessing, something that was now self-buried in a pit, with whatever it held now inaccessible to everyone. This was one of those dreams where the emotions were fairly muted rather than raw-powerful, despite the crisp details and thoughts, so it feels very much like a parable/analog (something to ponder yet not worry over as if it had been a deeply personal experience, if that makes sense--the entire thing felt more cerebral). [And no, heh, I did not feel like Indiana Jones or had any of that vibe from the dream.] But the dream itself is certainly a puzzle!
On a central dais was an intricate puzzle (or maybe the entire chamber *was* the puzzle--those details have slipped from my mind), made of foot-sized, painted pillars of those polished stones, which unlocked...well, we were going to find out! Studying as we went, we carefully crossed over the bridged chasm and began touching and then moving the pillars, pressing some of them like they were giant buttons of a contraption--or a locking mechanism! I remember mentioning that we must take nothing but what we learn, that we must leave it pristine (and yet we were moving things around?). I felt the haziness of time passing and after a while we had a breakthrough that made us ecstatic, like we had solved the riddle/passed a test and gained valuable knowledge from it.
And yet, knowledge granted, the room had apparently done its task (or given up its secret it was supposed to guard?) and began to slowly collapse! I remember some of the button-pillars crumbling in dramatic fashion! I was alarmed, thinking that I *knew* we abided by the rules and took nothing--I could hear the bonds breaking, a very distinct sound of both the cracking-breaking concrete-type material and the clattering of the smoothed rocks that could now collapse against each other and fall into the pit! And as the others were scrambling to safety over the widening gaps and up the ledges, not only was I ensuring everyone was making it and not falling, I clearly remember wondering if perhaps the knowledge we had gained made us heavier in a sense that was causing the room collapse. It was one of those wild in-the-frantic-moment thoughts that make no sense out of context, but was desperately trying to understand *why* this collapse was happening, even as I was slipping/climbing to safety to join the others in breathless excitement of a narrow escape!
Sadly, the dream ended with me having to rise to potty in the "wee" hours of the morning...or else we might have discussed our findings and wondered about the collapsed section. One thing felt certain: that the knowledge gain was all that remained of a one-time accessing, something that was now self-buried in a pit, with whatever it held now inaccessible to everyone. This was one of those dreams where the emotions were fairly muted rather than raw-powerful, despite the crisp details and thoughts, so it feels very much like a parable/analog (something to ponder yet not worry over as if it had been a deeply personal experience, if that makes sense--the entire thing felt more cerebral). [And no, heh, I did not feel like Indiana Jones or had any of that vibe from the dream.] But the dream itself is certainly a puzzle!