Final Fantasy X made me think though… what if all of us here on Earth are really just a dream of a planet that was destroyed a long time ago? What if we are all only ghosts, replications of real people who used to exist just like us? In Dream Zanarkand, people don’t go out of the city’s borders, typically. They’re aware that there’s Bevelle and other places in Spira, but really they’re all alone. What if it’s the same with us? We all have a vague idea that there’s intelligent life on other planets, and yet there is only chilling silence.
The only thing is; Dream Zanarkand was a utopia compared to the real Zanarkand. More or less. While on Earth, we have some really fucked up shit going on that could only make it a dystopia…
And maybe we have to sleep in order to support this reality, the way the fayth had to keep “dreaming”? Or something.
I dunno, it’s just this world always feels less real than it should. I can’t quite explain how.
Who knows.
The only thing is; Dream Zanarkand was a utopia compared to the real Zanarkand. More or less. While on Earth, we have some really fucked up shit going on that could only make it a dystopia…
And maybe we have to sleep in order to support this reality, the way the fayth had to keep “dreaming”? Or something.
I dunno, it’s just this world always feels less real than it should. I can’t quite explain how.
Who knows.