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Richard Carl Silk@Richard.Silk@Juno.Com to
alt.dreams on Fri Jul 19 05:17:36 2024
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Person with a Problem:
The dreamer is dealing with an anxious person who looks *very much like* a (late) friend of mine from real life, Alan McG., who died perhaps in his 40s or
50s (which saddened *many* because he was such a "good guy.") Alan (in the dream) had a head concern of some sort, which is *very* difficult to put into words, but here goes: He was worried that someone had duplicated his head, "as
if" another person had put a duplicate of Alan's head on their body, and now that faux person was coming to take off Alan's original head, and Alan was reasonably anxious about the impending event. I say "as if" because it was more
like an actual, "real" duplicate, rather than a copy.
There was another person in the dream who looked *very* similar to Sean Hannity
(from Fox News and Radio.) What part Sean had to play in this dream is unknown,
even in the dream. Clarity 8-.
New Year's Eve Day:
The dreamer is involved in some type of (Family-gathering-type) available food event, like where there's all sorts of meals, snacks and stuff, but all the dreamer is looking for is a 7-Up Zero (0 sugar) even though there's various brands of beer available. In one scene, the dreamer is either going through my
(real life) nephew's fridge (in the dream) *or* someone looking *like* my (real
life) nephew (my *first* nephew) is going through his own fridge, listing (or offering) whatever's available.
No luck, so the dreamer goes off looking. The dreamer's dog (much like Ginger, IRL) follows a bit off in the distance. Clarity 8-ish.
Now FYI, I woke up around 2 AM and decided to make some *brief* notes on my "stupid phone" to help me remember these details this morning (it's now approaching 8:30 AM.) One dream sequence was forgotten but I remember it now, and *since* it involves my dog, it seems to "fit" in at this point:
Lesbian Ex-Wife's Wife Gets Angry:
It's *possible* that while the dreamer was out looking for 7-Up 0, he happened to run into this scene:
The dreamer is at a place *similar* to a neighbor-type bar where people eat and
drink, and basically know each other. The dreamer sits down at a table occupied
by two similar-looking females sitting across from each other: One looks like my 2n? ex-wife, Helen, and the other looks like a cross between Helen and Gina (although both of them look nicer in the dream than Helen ever looked IRL) with
a dark-brownish-red hair color (more red than brown, but darker brown than a typical Irish redhead.)
The conversation (whatever it was) seemed to have been going well (likely simple
pleasantries) until the dreamer commented on their Lesbian status. (I *think* the dreamer may have called them "Lesbians") which caught one of them slightly off-guard, while the other one seemed *rather* angry at the mention of the word,
as if to say "We're NOT 'Lesbians.'"
She dug the fingers of one of her hands into the fur coat of the dreamer's dog and although it *looked* like she was angrily gripping / bunching up the skin of
the animal, the dog barely gave her any attention, although it did distress the
dreamer to some degree.
Perhaps in an effort to get her to relax her grip-pinch on the dog, the dreamer
apologized for using the word if it offended them, as *triggering* them had not
been the full intent of the dreamer's thought, rather, simply trying to pick the
right word to use in a sentence. Clarity 8/9, although it would've been clearer
if more of the dialogue had been understood more clearly.
"Paint Your Wagon" Recording (VHS/VCR concern):
Back in high school (perhaps Spring of 1978?) IRL, I was cast as "Salem," the store owner, in the play "Paint Your Wagon" which apparently was the core element of this next dream, wherein the dreamer is concerned with getting a VCR
recording (yes, "VCR," back *before* the days of DVR) of a particular performance of the play. It was as if some budget-fly-by-night director had recruited some local yokels in order to make a movie of the play itself, rather
than do a "theater performance" before a "live audience."
Parts of this dream involve the sense of *two* distinct time streams, as if there was a sense of when the movie was recorded, which was "remembered" *while*
the recording was playing back.
The *play back* of the recording was in a place *similar* to a sub shop (deli) which was mostly open space, perhaps with tables & chairs, although the only table to speak of (or chair) was where the dreamer was seated.
There was a scene that the dreamer was looking forward to viewing, only *in the
dream,* there was an actor in the movie who was a direct image of someone I knew
in high school (some in college) by the initials of DJR (pronounced "Dee-Jer" as
a nickname, a take-off on "Vee-ger" from the first Star Trek movie (from 1979: imdb.com/video/vi3331522841) who had a bit part that was filmed in the following
manner:
DJR & the other guy were sitting on a table bench (facing outward to the room, rather than inward to the table) and the camera perspective was of them following a moving target, moving their eyes as well as their heads, in a nearly
slow-motion sequence of them looking (to their) right, up, left, right, up, left, and they had these glassy-eyed looks on their faces, mouths slack-open, and at least DJR (in the dream) had his full (yet trimmed) beard from those days
(rather than his earlier "mutton chops" from 1978u'79.)
The dreamer made some critical comments regarding the directing of the guys in the scene, that the dreamer's concerns had been realized, that the director had
made them look like a couple of gays (rather than spectators at a bar brawl.) Apparently, that scene (in the movie, playing on the VCR) had been filmed *in that location* in which the scene was being watched, and a number of guys (from
the then-current viewing in the store) began to move in as if menacingly, as if
about to pound the dreamer for making a slightly snide gay remark.
The dreamer began explaining that it wasn't to "call" the actors "gay," but rather that such was the manner in which they appeared due to the directing. Whether this softened / placated the menacers (or not) is unknown, as the dream
ended there, a full clarity 9 (although parts of it were a tad confusing, such as the memory of an earlier timeline playing back while during the dream itself,
and the hunt/scramble for a VHS player (VCR) was a tad vague.)
I woke up before 2:15 am and jotted down a *few* words from which all that (above) was remembered.
Native American Ornament(s):
This dream was *likely* due to the "stupid phone" radio on the window sill tuned
into a talk-segment (like a podcast) and I was *likely* dreaming along to the dialogue, but the dream went like this:
Two people were in discussion, one of them being an indigenous person (Native American, from an Indian Reservation area of the midwest, likely the Texas/Arizona area) who seemed to be the "art expert" telling the listener (who
was barely seen, but seemed like a typical, middle-aged to older white guy, someone who knew nothing of the item of art being discussed) about the fake nature of the item in question, which seemed like a silver pendant, roughly "heart-shaped," with *perhaps* some turquoise set in the center face.
The expert was telling the listener that it was a fake *because* it was missing
a particular "stamp" that the Native Americans would've used to mark it as genuine.
Now, for any of you readers with any sense of art, this sounds "bass-ackwards,"
as IRL (in real life) a "fake" is *much* more likely to have a machine-shop stamp on the back, whereas a *genuine* art item (from a tribe) is *much* more likely to have *no* indications of the craftsman / tribe of origin. Clarity 8-
(dimly lit) although the discussion was rather clear (at the time of dreaming.)
After waking (around 6:30 AM) I took a 30-minute nap on the couch, which led to
an interesting series of other dreams:
Classroom Arrangement:
The dreamer was acting in the role of something like a hired help, *similar* to
that of an interior decorator, but more in the vein of simply "hired muscle," someone in a location to help move furniture around.
In this setting of an elementary style classroom (grades 1 through 6, United States, medium/small town population) the classroom is as if between transition
between a previous teacher and (her) replacement (also a female) as if the former teacher was either retiring or simply "moving on" somewhere.
There's a fairly sizable desk (perhaps 4' wide, 3+' deep, 2+'u3' tall, blondish-wooden top, possibly ash?) in one of two locations in the room, and rather than try to recall which point was which, the room was basically (for example) mainly left-to-right, with the doorway near the middle-to-barely-above-middle of the right wall.
ONE location of the desk was situated perpendicular to the right wall, facing the line-of-travel that someone would need to take coming in from the right doorway.
ANOTHER location of the desk that was being considered was along the LEFT wall,
out from the wall enough for seating, with the desk facing the doorway from across the width of the classroom.
The dreamer was moving the desk from one location to the other, presumably to accommodate the new teacher, however, there was some dialogue (from the dreamer)
*along* the lines of: "Back when I was a computer consultant, I would often suggest ergonomic arrangements so that people could use their equipment in a feng shui/stress-free manner," as if to suggest that *if* the new teacher wanted
some advice, the dreamer could offer some.
The next thing that happened was, the new teacher decided to put the desk back in the location that the previous dreamer had been using. The dreamer moved the
desk *back* to where it had been and, although I really can't recall which position it was, both locations offer differing advantages:
1) For example, in today's "lockdown modes" in the classroom, having the desk *near* an inward-opening door could allow the desk to *easily* be "slid" into position, thus physically barring the door, *especially* if there were four recessed pockets in the floor for the table legs to settle into. Once the table
was in place, barring the closed door, it would take *extreme* force to crash open the door. (After lockdown was ended, one need only lift an edge of the desk up, out of a recessed corner, then wiggle the other legs out, push the desk
back to where it was, and the door is now free to open.)
2) With the desk *facing* the doorway, an *armed* teacher could *shoot* any terrorist(s) trying to get in through the doorway.
Which choice was taken? I'm unable to recall at this point. Clarity otherwise
9-ish.
Restroom Stall (with commode removed!):
In the final dream before waking (from the couch) the dreamer was in a typical restroom with a line of stalls (commodes) either for women, *or* for either sex
needing to defecate.
The dreamer goes into the last stall and finds that the commode is *missing,* and there's just a hole with a ring-fixture around it where the commode *would've been* installed.
Well, the dreamer simply needed to take a leak (man-using-a-tree style) so while
*he* is standing there, awaiting the release, someone is heard flushing commodes
elsewhere (like in a restroom to the left of this one) and there's *some* activity in the sewage cross-pipe beneath the floor.
Now, apparently, someone *else* had *their* commode also removed in a stall off
to the far right of the dreamer, as that person (a guy) was yammering away at how a turd had been flushed up out of the hole in the floor, but not to worry, as it had receded back down into the hole as the flushed "gray water" had flowed
down along the sewage pipe. The dreamer began to pee, and the dream ended, clarity 9, although I'd like to add that the dreamer *only* peed in the dream. There was no "bed wetting" IRL (at least, not beyond around age 4.)
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Richard Carl Silk@Richard.Silk@Juno.Com to
alt.dreams on Fri Jul 19 05:51:31 2024
From Newsgroup: alt.dreams
Two main dreams and a flash vision:
Just after going to bed for the evening (*before* midnight) I had a "flash" image, one of those dark scenes lit only by the contast of an image in light, almost like a flash bulb going off. That image was of the upper chest of a woman (above the breasts, basically) more specifically, of a woman's blouse or shirt, and that shirt or blouse opening up slightly, as to reveal the area above
her heart. (Not like an X-ray, but practically metaphorically, "getting something off her chest" as it were.) (Clarity "astral.")
Well, that flash gave me the impression / identification that it was my (late) mother's chest, and today (the 19th) is the day I go to probate court regarding
her last will and testament.
Cleaning the Floor:
The dreamer was in a room, *similar* to a classroom (from first grade) that had
a floor of the style of linoleum squares, of a dingy peach color, and one of the
squares (roughly about 18"x18") had a rather thick patch of dusty dirt on it, so
much so that the only thing the dreamer could think of to clean it with was steel wool (like an "S.O.S. pad," if you know what those are.)
The other thought was to drip *only* enough water on the dirt patch necessary to
get the job done, without turning it into a massive mess.
Off on the dreamer's right there was a single sink, about like a kitchen sink, and one of those plastic scrubbies; the dreamer ran a bit of water on the scrubbie, then used the scrubbie to drip some water onto the dirt patch, then began using the steel wool to scrub the floor, and sure enough, the floor began
to come clean. Likely clarity 7 (symbolic.)
Asking for a Fight:
Shortly before waking this morning (around 4:30 AM) I had a dream wherein the dreamer was in the proximity of a *big* fellow who, if the dreamer was around 6', the big guy was around 8', referred to as "the giant," for literary purposes.
For a brief moment, it was as if the giant was going to attack the dreamer, but
the dreamer simply moved away from the giant, so the giant started to walk away.
Then, for some unclear reason, the dreamer approached the giant, as if to say, "OK big fella, bring it on." (Those words are not verbatim from the dream, but
they express the sentiment of the moment.)
The dreamer got a fairly good look at the face of the giant, and he looked a *bit* like that character named "Jaws" from the Roger Moore / James Bond movies
(Richard Kiel) *except* the giant in the dream had a cloudy left eye. (I had a
friend in grade school (Keith S.) who'd been playing with sticks with his brother (IRL) and gotten poked in the eye with a stick, and had a cloudy eye. It was rather disconcerting back in those years.)
So the giant gave the dreamer a look as if to say, "Are you sure you want to do
this?" (Not in those exact wordsu it was simply a questioning look) and the dreamer "put up his dukes" as if to say, "Bring it."
Well, the giant clobbered the dreamer, maybe two or three times, as the dream ended there. Clarity 8 (as it was a dark setting.)
There was also a *bare hint* of a female wearing a phenomenally attractive red dress (can't say as I've ever been attracted to *just a dress* before, however)
but I awoke before that dream even came into clarity.
Busy day today. I've got one of those appointments that *needs* to be "on time"
in order to avoid serious delay. Bye for now.
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