I had dreams of inventions last night.
I was associated with a group which seemed connected with local government and one member of the group, who seemed the equivalent of the local head of police, would give us inventions to try out or demonstrate new ones to us.
One I dubbed the “Mobius strip” was a strip of a rubber-like substance about the size of a Wrigley’s Spearmint chewing-gum strip. If you pressed it between your thumb and forefinger, you were lifted a few inches off the ground and propelled through space at a variable speed, depending on how hard you pressed the strip.
Eventually the energy contained in it was used up and you discarded it for a new one. I used it to travel around the city on the sidewalk or in the street.
Another was a spray which, when sprayed on a building’s surface or on the ground around a building, preserved the surface from decaying at the hands of the elements and kept animals away from it.
A third had the form of a gun which when activated allowed the holder to rise into the air and move around airborne.
There were others which I cannot now recall. It was as if inventions were being devised daily.
There was no sense that any of these inventions were going to be marketed or patented or withheld in any way. We were just privy to them ahead of their being introduced to the general public and sometimes we served the function of testing them out and reporting back on them.
I awoke just before someone was going to demonstrate a device that would totally reorganize our ideas of reality and our abilities. It was being billed as a tremendous breakthrough and was going to be shown to us in a public presentation.