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   Richard Silk to All   
   2021-06-03 Thursday (1/2)   
   03 Jun 21 08:42:49   
   
   From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   9:30 6/3/2021   
   "The Campus"   
   If you've ever asked yourself, "How did this dream *start*?" or "What was I   
   doing *in* the dream *before* the scene in question?"— this dream sequence   
   *sort of* deals with that:   
      
   The dreamer had been *at* MTSU (and this bit is slightly muddied, but:)   
   apparently having some type of involvement with a play rehearsal.  Whether it   
   was a tryout for a part OR the rehearsal of a particular scene is unclear.    
   What was being rehearsed (or    
   "read") is unclear (from the perspective of typing up this narrative.  The   
   dreamer was only roughly concerned with the quality of the read-through or   
   run-through, which had the "feel" of "good enough for a college play.")   
      
   Now a little bit of scene-site scrambling:  IN REAL LIFE, the Drama Department   
   at MTSU is centered at the Boutwell Dramatic Arts Building (or BDA for   
   short.)  In the dream, it is quite likely that this rehearsal (or possibly a   
   tryout) scene was at the    
   BDA.  The room in which the run-through / read-through occurred had very dark   
   (black) walls, just like a stage with no drop curtains or scenery in place.   
      
   HOWEVER, the dreamer had the "sense" (or "feel") that s/he (we'll use "he"   
   throughout the rest of the scenario here for simplicity) had *arrived* on   
   campus by means of a jet propulsion pack, similar in most aspects to a set of   
   SCUBA tanks, except that    
   instead of supplying air to a diver underwater, these tanks provided   
   propulsion through air, and instead of a breathing hose and diver's mask,   
   these tanks had a type of helmet structure as part of the "spine" of the   
   tanks, which reached over the "head"    
   of the wearer, so that when the tanks were removed for ground-level ambulation   
   (for "walking around") the twin-pack of tanks AND the helmet/visor   
   configuration went along with the tanks (as a "fixed" attachment.)   
      
   There is some recall that the dreamer *also* felt / sensed / arriving on   
   campus (at MTSU) at a building referred to (IRL) as the "LRC" (there was no   
   actual building name reference in the dream that I can recall.)  The point is   
   that when the dreamer *   
   returned TO* the LRC in order to retrieve the flight gear / propulsion system,   
   the outfit was nowhere to be seen.  IN THE DREAM, the LRC was of multiple   
   floors, almost like the Murphy Center (IRL) where there was a kind of upper   
   3rd floor that surrounded    
   a kind of open area / arena (stage?) in the center, so that there was a 2nd   
   floor around the center as well, but unlike the 3rd floor, the 2nd floor had   
   typical ceiling-level structure, as did the 1st floor.  There is an obvious   
   conflation here between    
   the dream-version of the LRC and the MC, whereas IRL, the LRC has 2 floors,   
   but it DOES have a fascinating (indoor) "mass media learning auditorium" that   
   very much resembles an ampitheater from ancient times.  Indeed, the   
   3-light-beam projector device    
   that was *top line* technology in the '70s when it was built was very soon   
   "outdated" by typical projection laser devices in the '90s on up.  There was a   
   time *shortly after* the warranty on the original device ran out that it went   
   into disuse and    
   basically "forgotten".  But I digress....   
      
   In the search for the "missing" propulsion system, there was some slight   
   amount of checking of other rooms and closet areas, just to be sure the   
   dreamer hadn't "forgotten" or accidentally "misplaced" them.  The thought of   
   theft is always a kind of horror    
   that one really prefers to avoid if / whenever possible, but it was becoming   
   apparent that theft had likely occurred, and the dreamer nearly started to   
   berate himself for not having been more security-oriented, but there was this   
   particular thought that    
   the onus of theft is upon the thief, rather than the victim, but the action of   
   the dream continued—   
      
   The dreamer entered a room wherein a small, round blob (about the size of a   
   large marble) was spotted on the ground.  It appeared to have a solid blue   
   circle about its top, with perhaps a black ball-like body beneath.  The   
   dreamer bent down to pick this    
   object up when the dreamer realized that this was a spider-mouse-like critter,   
   and it "boinged" perhaps once about chest level then scampered about to find   
   cover.  The dreamer was wondering why the cat didn't chase after it, but I   
   *suspect* these were    
   simply overlapping ideas from the narrator.  There may not have actually been   
   a cat in the room in the dream.  But the action simply moved on to where the   
   dreamer was outside, between what in real life would be the LRC and the   
   Keathley University Center (   
   KUC) however, in the dream, the sidewalk-on-grass corridor between these two   
   buildings seemed wider, perhaps double or triple in the dream when compared to   
   IRL.   
      
   There was a female on the sidewalk, headed south (here's the IRL map of MTSU   
   just for reference: mtsu.edu/maps/docs/CampusMap.pdf ) and the dreamer went up   
   to her (quickly!!) to see if she had any idea of what may've happened to the   
   jet-pack, verbally    
   asking her if she'd seen it or had any idea(s.  As she was heading southward,   
   she also appeared to have a young child (likely 1 year old, or thereabouts) in   
   a manner akin to "clutched to her breast," possibly in one of those   
   front-harness papooses,    
   possibly simply holding the child using both arms.   
      
   As the dreamer was conversing with her, it was raining.  Whether it had simply   
   "started" to rain seemed beside the point.  That it WAS raining and the   
   dreamer was holding onto an unopened umbrella seemed more pertinent, at which   
   point the dreamer    
   suddenly felt slightly embarrassed that he had not offered to shield her and   
   her child with the umberella.  So he opened it, and as they were continuing   
   south, he identified her as "Martha C" (from real life, but that's her maiden   
   initial, and her    
   appearance was certainly of the college-age, youthful range.) She continued   
   talking about some necessity (likely having to do with Jesus, believe it or   
   not!) and she continued southward (possibly the rain had stopped, but the   
   dreamer seemed drawn to    
   track down his propulsion equipment.)   
      
      
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