Kyle Thomas

October 16, 1995 7:16AM

I was a kid when the March happened. I might have been in 5th or 6th grade. I just got the hang of being present in dreams at that time. Another kid taught me how and ever since then, I enjoyed sleeping more than anything else. After a couple nights, I started meeting different people. A lot of them were kids just like me. They didn’t care about anything other than having as much fun in their dreams as possible.

One of those nights, I can’t remember which one, I met this older kid. He told me that there was a whole world of people living in these dreams. Before that, I thought all these people I met were made up in my own dream. He taught me this place was here before me and it existed even when I was awake. He said it was called Pangea and it was in a crisis. I tried to get him to explain but he wouldn’t. He just told me to follow him – so I did.

It was amazing.

We jumped into this dream with thousands and thousands of people in it. Probably hundreds of thousands. I could barely move. People were everywhere. We were all walking in one direction and I just went with the flow. At one point, I lost sight of the kid I went there with. I panicked and then I saw a traffic light that I could climb to get a better view of everything. So I climb it and look out at even more people than I first thought. As far as I could see in every single direction were people all marching towards a single place. I’ve never seen anything like that before or after that moment. It changes you when you see that many people in one place.

I got down from the traffic light and joined the crowd again. We walked for a little while longer and then came to this big open area where everyone stomped. People were chanting and yelling and talking. The noise made it hard to hear anything. Just as I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, everyone suddenly became quiet at the same time. There was a stage in front of the crowd and someone walked up onto it. The crowd went crazy with cheering and applause but I never saw him before.

I woke up a few moments after that. I didn’t get to listen to the speech at all. I just remember how important it must have been to the people there based on how excited everyone was. To find out later on that it was the March. I was a part of Pangea history.

That’s special.