Ch'i

I had a dream once that had imagery that stuck in my head ever since. Sounds cheesy as hell but whatever...

I'm climbing up a mountain, and it's nearing sunset. I look down to my left and see a 40 ish degree slanted horizon, and on the ground a symmetrical city of Middle Eastern looking, sand colored, square houses that disappears into the sunlight. Aside from that the landscape is completely sandy, level, and lifeless. I continue climbing this very steep, dull black, mountain. The sky is a combination of purple, pink, orange, and mainly yellow overcast. I know I'm alone. When I reach what seems to be the top I encounter a very large statue of a centaur, that is the same color as the mountain. I never see the top of the statue, but I would guess it is about 30 meters tall. I start climbing the statue while the sun continues to near its setting. While I'm climbing it feels like there are other people there, but I never see them. After I reach the top I am about a one foot away from the overcast and I look down and around and feel despair. I then get a feeling of euphoria, and open what looks like an attic door made of clouds above me. After pulling the door open I stick my head through the opening and feel great contentment. I can see the overcast slightly from above it and the sun is high in the sky. The sky color is still this weird sandy orange, with pink.

I'm not really sure what it meant (judging by how nonsensical most of my dreams are it probably doesn't mean anything). I think it could be interpreted as a metephor for the idea that "sometimes the obvious answer is the most difficult to find.", and I like that.