I am in a diner, possibly with Cindy. We are being very careful and tiptoeing around a delicate negotiation of some sort. Our dragons are quietly sitting in opposite corners. We are deliberate about not arousing them.
I am on a space ship looking out the window. There is a large city with skyscrapers visible out the window. It is very close, like the view coming in from a plane. We are now in an office setting but something is terribly wrong, eventhough no one is panicing. The problem seems to be that the physical buildings and the contents are slowly terriating or disolving. The people are not directly effected.
I am in an office environment where we continure our routines mostly. One guy has a bit of a panic attach and hides inside a cabinet, but is talked out by the boss. I can see the rusting and bending of the cabinet.
A group of women file in and I examine one closely imagining getting closer to her.
I am out side the building watching different groups gather. There is an air of repressed hostility. I am now under a pair of brick walls crouching down as a tank rolls over us. The walls beging to crumble and I barely escape being crushed by rolling out from under.
I am back out on the hill that surrounds a large quad. Alex is with me and we casually pick apart some packaging to separate sone sticky pads that we plan on building something with to pass the time. I am carefull to collect all the packaging that fallen to the ground so I don't leave a mess.
I wake neutral and glad to have spent time with my son.
Gulatamine & Choline
Wake then back to bed w/ suppliments. Programmed to have sex as primary goal. Intent to do reality check.
I am exploring a large cluster of buildings, many are bombed out but all are occupied with lots of folks pretenting to be at war with another group. As I wander through the streets it becomes apparent there are numerous activities ongoing and people are just gratitating to what interests them. It is a giant fair of different activities.
I find myslef in a small room with several people. There is a woman next to me that get very physical/snulgly, She take he top hof and goggles all over in excitement, ashe has no breasts. I wake up excited at a near miss.
I return to a similar scene and end up with a young blond girl with a paupers dress and her underpants are loose and slightly hangling down. Without forplay I start to get her in possition for sex and she says no, I am only a poor farm girl, I an confused but comply and wake up. When I retuen to the dream work I tell my self I will have money or gems but have futher similar opportunities.
I had a series of short dream while napping...I am walk back to the car with Cindy. I am holding many things and having trouble jugling them. Cindy takes one fron from me and I freak out. If you want a devorce keep this up fir a week...no just for the rest of the day. I drop all the things I am carying then grab be nipple and other breast thru her shirt and twist it them to casue pain, all while yelling, is this what you want?!!
Notes: Not good.
Looked up "Look what you made me do". Got this.
Cindy and I are walking and we go to a local unique business. There are many things going on there. It's obviously been there for a long time and it's a community center in the sense that many different people are there.
I reach in my pocket and I have an unusual key. It's very flat and wide. It's barely recognizable as a key and I see that there is a man working on a machine to duplicate keys and I wait in line to talk to him about it. Whilel I'm waiting an elderly woman suddenly starts making a scene and fussing and she may be mentally ill. Everybody takes it in stride but the transaction gets interrupted
I'm now looking through a window, an open window with no glass and into room of senior citizens. They are all laughing and conversing sitting at tables like in a cafe. I come to understand that they are part of a movie or they have been part of a movie and it's all local amateur production but everybody is happy and having fun
As I leave I see a beautiful young woman with shoulder length straight brilliant red hair. We start to talk, I realize that I've known her before. She says that since we met she's had the baby and they were twins and I am surprised and happy for her. I feel that we were close but maybe just a single encounter, not necessarily physical. While we're talking there's a guy laying down on the ground very casually interrupting this conversation and starts talking about random stuff in his life and her life. I kind of think that he may be the father of the kids and he's an asshole. I leave but want to communicate with her again and attempt to write my number down on a piece of paper but it's very difficult and I can't complete the task.
We are now outside in a big open field. Rory is with us and I'm watching Cindy walk back to the car. I'm trying to catch up with her because it turns out the business we were in was also a laundromat and she's going back to the car to get the laundry but it's a long walk I am following her so I can help get the laundry.
I'm looking across the field but very close and there is a very large cat the size of a mountain lion and I'm suddenly scared. Thet I realize it's got long hair like a house cat I'm also afraid. But right next to it what comes up is a giant prehistoric looking beast and starts coming for me. I get into a fetal position on the ground and the beast grabs me by the scuff of the neck and starts carrying me around. I don't know if he's going to play with me or eat me. I wake up afraid but mostly amazed at the clarity of the detail in the dream.
The Quangle Wrangle's Hat
I suddenly realize I am just minutes away from being late to class. I start running even though I know it's very far away. I arrive at class as it's starting. I notice that I'm not winded at all (dream sign).
My seat is in a very large circular auditorium. I look around and notice almost everyone in the class except me is black. I consider this and think it's a easy class to get an A in, low academic requirements, and that's why everyone's taking. While I'm sitting there, a dog comes up to me and says hello.I noticed that it's shape and confirmation are shifting while I'm looking at it (dream sigh), but still it's very friendly. I say hello and pet him.
While I'm noticing that all the other students are black I'm also realizing how beautiful and attractive many of the young black women are.
I'm now still in the classroom but at the very bottom of a large gorge, looking up to the lecturer who I've become fascinated with but I only experience as an almost disembodied very deep voice. I get a sense of deep wisdom but don't understand any of the words.
I'm, I'm looking from below a large stone wall that I'm considering sitting on.There's a woman next to me, very attractive black woman. She is professionally dressed, older She looks like she could be a partner in a law firm.
I make my way up a steep hill over the stone wall and onto a balcony that looks like it might be outdoor seating for a restaurant. The whole time. I'm getting a better view of the lecturer who appears to be an old black man perched in the branches of a very large tree. He has a large wide brim hat.
As I am finding my seat I see that many other people are doing the same thing I'm doing and getting closer and closer and filling that space next to him.
I am now very excited about the course content. I'm talking to one of the teacher's aides after the lecsure. We're going to some detail about what it is goning take me to catch up because I missed the first class or 2. He says essentially I just need to do some reading. Then the teacher's aid asked me if I can help and I see that there's a mess on the floor and I said do you need me to mop? I'm very good at mopping.
I am now at a small gathering of students after the class out side. A young black woman (same one I noticed before?) has something that was used in the lecture. It's 3 or more feet long and a couple of feet wide. It looks like a giant piece of steak. When I touch it, however, it's very light weight and it's obviously a plastic version of steak used likely as a stage prop. We are discussing the prop and I volunteer to take it back although no one is clear on where it came from. I say I've parked all the way across campus. And between the drama department and some others I should be able to find a home for it.
I'm rustling with the bag of meat in my preparation to walk across campus and Patty, and John Cogswell come over and she points out that I need to flip the bag over. I've been struggling with something that is now attached to the bag, which is mechanical and has something to do with the way you zip it up and store it.
I'm still incredibly enthusiastic about the next opportunity to join the class even after I have woken up and gone back to sleep. I still don't seem to realize it's a dream.
I am now speaking with 2 black women. One is more mature than others and is with a young student. They could be mother and daughter. The daughter is talking to her mother and is not sure if she should tell me something, and she's consulting with her mother. When she finally tells me it's that when she first saw me, she thought I was a nerd. My emotional response is to embrace that and actually enjoy it.
Notes: Even before I write down the dream and formally try to interpret it I am getting lots of ideas. The first is that I've long wanted to be more immersed in black culture. The only way I've experienced that is in bars and it would be nice to do something similar to it in a more intellectual environment.
The next obvious association is my general thirst for knowledge.
I'm also reminder of my early experience with black people. My first recolection of seeing a black person when we moved to Washington DC. It was literally like something from outer space or another dimension.
I also remember the maid in my cousin's house, Elsie, who lived in a tiny room in the basement. I need to ask my cousin Mimi if there was a window of that room.I don't remember one,
A call to action is to immerse myself or at least experience being the only white person in a room, but where the idea is intellectual no just drinking or music or religion.
Synchronistically, I just read a article about a senior black physicist (Walter E. Massey) who started in Mississippi and had a whole ark to his career that included running universities and being on boards like McDonald's.
I was excited to take this dream to dream group then I realized it would be mostly egotistically. What the dream is telling me is pretty obvious or at least there's a lot of leads so I don't really need someone else's interpretation to get benefit from the dream.
My biggest observation is how detailed and complex the dream was. How I remembered multiple segments easily. I told myself cause it's been a while since I've had marijuana and I need to continue that. (Less than a week)
A I was thinking about the wise man in the tree I recalled a childhood poem, had to look it up in Childcraft. The Quangle Wangle's Hat by Edward Lear
I am in a hospital. There are large sheets of whites hanging haphazard fron the ceiling creating a maze. There is a woman I am becoming intimate with. She falls to the ground and after a liquid falls on he she desolves under a pile of white robes.
There is a male doctor that asks me if I know of a secret roo behind the gold circle. He points out a gold circle ona distant wall and says behind it a room but it is hard to find.
I embark on the journey and indeed it is twisty, dark and confuaing, I end up in a bright room with another man. At some point she grabs me and his boby has deformed with large flabby shelves of fat. Two other men have similar deformaies that have emerged.
I wake frightened.
Too Much Power?
I am falling in and out of sleep after an intense dream. I am trying to rapidly get back into the dream state and feel I am close. At the same time I wonder/dream if there is real magic and if this is the way into it. It is too dangerous and that is why it is difficult?
Food for thought.
