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|    Richard Carl Silk to All    |
|    2024/07/18 Thursday: (1/2)    |
|    19 Jul 24 05:17:36    |
      From: Richard.Silk@Juno.Com              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 1978–'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              [continued in next message]              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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