• 2024/06/02 Sunday Afternoon- Scenes

    From Richard Carl Silk@Richard.Silk@Juno.Com to alt.dreams on Sun Jun 2 20:23:33 2024
    From Newsgroup: alt.dreams

    While there were perhaps a few dreams from last night / this morning, they've mostly "evaporated" by now, what with going to Bible Class & Church this morning, taking the dog around the block afterward, watching some TV, fully allowing it to drop me into an afternoon nap on the couch- it was the couch naps that were *loaded* with content:

    In one scene, the dreamer was walking southward along Scottland Drive (towards where it intersects with Greenland Drive) where there was noticed a *large* tree
    on the right, as in someone's front yard, only this tree was so large it had a whole flock of sheep gathered within the shadow of its leaves, thus it must've been around noon time, but the angle of the shadow indicated it could've been around 1 PM, as the shadow was slightly aligned to the southeast (although depending upon any real life sun / shadow arrangements, this could've been any time between the Spring Equinox and the Fall Equinox. Still, the day seemed cool, or at least cooler in the shadow, giving it the indication of *late* Spring or *early* Summer.)

    The sheep were gathered as if resting on their bellies upon the grass under the
    shade, within the shadow of the tree's leaves.

    The dreamer was walking past, much as in the way one would normally "walk around
    the block" (in the case of Scottland Acres, around the neighborhood) in a counter-clockwise direction.

    When the dreamer approached the sheep, there was a slight urge to go over and pet one of them, however, there was a commotion to the southeastern-most tip of
    the shadow, where some of the sheep were darting about, and the dreamer caught a
    quick glimpse of a border collie rounding them back into the herd.

    As the dreamer was having an internal argument over whether to go and actually see some of the sheep, or to continue walking around the block, I *think* the final idea was that it would only likely disturb them (and the border collie) so
    the dreamer opted to continue along the counter-clockwise route around the block, and the dream ended, clarity 10-. (There is no tree *that* large in the
    neighborhood, at least not in *that* area, nor are there any flocks of sheep on
    Scottland Drive, although there *is* a small congregation that meets in a home on Whitehall Road, where the dreamer would've gone had the dream continued to the next point, going around the block.)

    In another scene, there's a young (30-ish?) reporter-type interviewing someone (possibly a woman) in a sunny, outdoor scene, in an area with a large pool (possibly a man-made lake) with very low (well, basically flat) banks, so that the view from a standing perspective of only maybe 20 yards from the edge of the
    pool shows the flat grounds, as the reporter and the person are walking leftward, from the camera perspective of the narrative mind of the dreamer.

    The place has a "frenchy," European feel to it, as if the scene were actually in
    Versailles or a place similar to that. Then the reporter, in commenting upon the lovely scenery of "Murfreesboro," is somehow addressed over the (practically
    Freudian) slip, as the area was *not* Murfreesboro (or at least, no where I know
    of in this town - and there's no pond that large with banks that flat, although
    there *are smaller* ponds in the 'Boro, and a few abandoned rock quarries along
    Old Nashville Road that now sport some of the bluest "lakes," but they have *steep* sides, seeing as how they used to be active rock quarries.)

    While the scene was well lit and had notable topography (regarding the nature of
    the surface of the earth) the dialogue was none-too-clear, and even with the day
    of bright sunlight, it was perhaps a clarity 9+.

    In another scene, the dreamer is in an area very much like a high school shop area, specifically, a mechanics / car repair type shop area, where there's a car
    (looking a bit like a low-slung sports car) with the hood open (pivoting upward
    from the area near the windshield, rather than near the front bumper) and there
    seems to be a slow-no-start situation going on, where turning the key barely gets the engine to moan, as it were, and the dreamer is listening to / filling in words for the instructor, who seems to be interrogating some of the students
    as to the possible causes of the exact nature of the problem.

    While the dialogue was a bit technical, the dreamer seemed able to fill in a number of the words as the instructor was pausing in the delivery of his sentences. For example, the instructor may have been talking about the ignition
    coil (of course, newer cars don't have ignition coils, but older cars do, along
    with distributors and rotors) and as the dreamer began filling in the names of the parts the instructor was pausing at, the instructor began noting the dreamer, as in looking into the dreamer's face, taking interest, as the instructor began practically testing the dreamer's knowledge of specific components within an ignition coil / distributor / cap assembly.

    Now in real life, I could barely get any of these right, although I have a basic
    knowledge of what they basically do. But in the dream, seeing as how this was a
    car in a dream regarding dream-car-parts, just how closely any of this "matches
    up" (or not) is a bit beside-the-point. Add to that, the actual words / names of the parts being mentioned have largely evaporated as well, but the conversation went a bit like this:
    [blah blah blah... "Part A"] (where the dreamer speaks up regarding [part A]) then
    [blah blah blah... "subcomponent B"] (where the dreamer speaks up regarding [subcomponent B]) then
    [blah blah blah... "subcomponent C"] (where the dreamer speaks up regarding [subcomponent C]) then
    the instructor asks the dreamer if he knew what a "Brasso" was. (IRL, Brasso *used* to be used on brass buttons on marching or military uniforms to shine up
    the decorative brass buttons, but in this dream...)

    "No, I really can't say as I've ever heard of a 'Brasso' before," as if to indicate that there may be an actual car part the dreamer hadn't heard of, but was willing to allow the instructor to retake the lead of the discussion.

    The instructor begins to look at and address the dreamer directly, suggesting, "You seem to know a lot about [engine parts]" to which the dreamer replied *something* to the effect that "I used to work in an auto-repair shop as an office manager," but the dreamer's reply was far less articulate. I've got the
    suspicion the dreamer was *attempting* to be "humble" rather than arrogant.

    Either way, the next action involves the dreamer asking the car owner (or student behind the wheel) to try the key again, hears the engine barely move, then suggests it sounds like a low-to-dead car battery situation.

    The dreamer would've run with a number of other diagnostic steps at this point,
    aimed at either confirming or rejecting that hypothesis, but the parting *thought* in the dreamer's mind was that he once had a car that you could tell the strength of the battery by honking the horn (if it was a weak battery, it would be weak honk. This actually still works in *some* models today) only the
    dream faded out at that point, clarity 9+

    In this somewhat awkward scene, the dreamer has somehow gained unauthorized access to a particular room within a bank, similar to an office, similar to a classroom, with some type of internet or computer access, as if he'd been spending the whole night playing games (or similar non-professional business) on
    the computer in some manner.

    There comes a moment when the dreamer feels like it's about time to leave, so as
    to avoid being discovered by those coming in for the morning shift, although he's on his way along a hallway (that leads from where he was to an exit) when he thinks he hears a voice (or possibly voices) in a room off to the left. He pauses to listen again, and it sounds like two (possibly cafeteria or janitorial) ladies talking in the poorer dialect of the southern, rural, black community.

    Deciding to avoid investigating or greeting them, the dreamer continues along the hallway (towards an exit) when a white female of possibly just past collegiate age, to maybe middle 30s, comes walking towards the dreamer, as if on
    her way to start her day (at the bank, or wherever this place may have been.)

    The dreamer exchanges some sort of polite pleasantries, so as not to arouse any
    suspicion, then continues on his way to exit the building.

    I'd end this scene here, but I'm uncertain as to whether it ties in with the next scene, which it *appears* it may well do just that-

    There's a female (of collegiate age, late 20s maybe as a limit) talking with someone regarding the need for a ride home. Whomever she's talking with sounds
    as if there's just no way for that person to be of help, possibly because that person is coming on duty at the start of shift, whereas the female is in need of
    a ride home.

    Here's where the dream gets a tad murky: it's as if there's an existing history
    between the female and the dreamer (who is definitely male in this dream, for reasons about to be made known) and this past history exists almost like a forgotten dream within the dream, what script-writers and authors refer to as a
    "flashback." Apparently, the female and the male had been "intimate" at some point in the past, although it had been a few weeks (possibly months) since the
    dreamer had last seen / encountered her.

    Either the person she's talking with, or the woman herself, mention her possibly
    getting a ride from her Sir Galahad (in the dream, a name was used *similar* to
    that phrase, *possibly* that phrase, but as it's basically evaporated, the term
    "Sir Galahad" will suffice to continue the narrative.)

    Somehow, the dreamer is drawn into the conversation, possibly out of some competitive nature that feels whatever "Sir Galahad" may be capable of providing, "Sir Scottland Acres" (the dreamer's nickname for this scene, and *that* name is remembered *basically* verbatim, although it may have been "Sir Scottland Yard") could offer just as readily.

    To the dreamer, there was a female in need, and the ability of / opportunity for
    the dreamer to be of help, so as the saying goes, "Water always follows the path
    of least resistance" (although that was not spoken nor even thought of in the narrative of the dream sequence.)

    So "Sir Scottland" is giving the "fair damsel in distress" a ride home (via a car, I would imagine, as there were no *obvious* horses within the sequence) whereupon the scene resumes with them at her home, the two of them reminiscing about their (somewhat recent) past, and him wondering why they ever broke up, and her mentioning she's pregnant.

    Well, this sort of hit the dreamer like a soft pillow full of bricks. Here she
    is claiming to be pregnant, and having a more recent past with Sir Galahad than
    with Sir Scottland, thus the actual lineage of the alleged fetus / child was immediately put into question, and there being no way for Sir Scottland to accept responsibility short of a DNA test or something, although that specific method was never mentioned in the dream. In fact, it seemed like the only way the question would ever be answered would come *after* the child had been born,
    leaving another gaping mystery path as to what might occur between the revealing
    of this information and that time.

    Now here's the kicker: In this moment of soft-pillow-brick-smacking, the dreamer is remembering that he has *another* female with whom he *is* having a relationship, and she *is* pregnant / they are expecting a child.

    It is in the *heat* of the crux of this situation that the dream ends, clarity 9+/10-. *Much* of the dream had that slight dimness to it that most all "life-like" dreams seem to have, similar to the difference between making *real*
    volcano science class project on the kitchen table, as contrasted to seeing someone portray that scenario in a movie, or on TV.

    However, the *humanity* of the questions regarding lack of moral turpitude in the face of dealing with the "reality" of the dilemma was *incredibly* real. The only difference from real life is, I've never (knowingly) had two different
    women pregnant at the same time. (If that ever *did* happen, no one ever informed me of any of it.) Regardless, that's what gives the dream a clarity of
    10-, as the quandary the dreamer felt himself to be in felt *very* "real," like
    "This *can't* be happening to me!!" when in "reality" (even in a dream scenario)
    it was doing just that.


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