Ancestral Tunnel

Flying through an ancestral tunnel.
I had a dream of flying through a long tunnel covered with abstract symbols and geometrical patterns. Then, after a while, the geometry was replaced by human faces, old and young, beautiful and ugly, happy and sad, black and white. Many faces from different centuries were looking at me as I flew by. When I realized all these faces were my ancestors and my past lives, I wanted to stop and talk to some of them, but the energy force was too strong for me to stop the acceleration.