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   Richard Carl Silk to All   
   2024/08/23 Friday: "GET AWAY FROM THE BU   
   25 Aug 24 06:15:18   
   
   From: Richard.Silk@Juno.Com   
      
   How NOT to talk to a starlet:   
   There was a dream involving a situation wherein the dreamer was having a   
   conversation with an incredibly attractive female of movie-star quality,   
   perhaps   
   around her mid-twenties? and was practically empathizing with her in regards to   
   (nearly verbatim) "I suppose you must get tired of people telling you how   
   incredibly beautiful you are-" with which she was in agreement, then the   
   dreamer   
   made some kind of joke along the lines of (NOT verbatim) "It would probably be   
   unusual for someone to refer to you as a hideous cow."  (Again, that is NOT   
   verbatim.  It was *much* funnier in the dream.  Sadly, the exact lines, as well   
   as her image, have evaporated.)   
      
   Although she may have had an instant of humorous reflection, she became   
   literally distant, retreating to perhaps 6' away, and the dreamer felt   
   apologetic and sorry to have "distanced" her like that, but there was no more   
   communication between them, and the dream ended, clarity 9-ish, though   
   apologies   
   for the evaporation of the quote lines.   
      
   What's for dinner? (Bleeding hemorrhoid?)   
   For some reason (related to blood smear observed) the dreamer notes there's   
   (relatively fresh) blood present, from the area of the glutes (gluteus maximus,   
   mainly the back right side) and since the location seemed to be somewhere "out   
   in the open" (rather than on a toilet) the dreamer grabbed a pair of khaki "Ben   
   Hogan" golfing shorts (97% polyester, 3% elastane, identical to a rather nice   
   pair I wear IRL in the Spring/Summer/Fall) and started wiping the blood off the   
   dreamer's gluteus area.   
      
   The dreamer walked along a bit, and checked by stretching to look behind at   
   (his) rear to see just how bloody the shorts were (apparently, (he) was wearing   
   them!) and noted that they simply looked a bit "dirty" rather than "bloody."   
   (Clarity, like symbolic, seeing as there was blood involved, although... who   
   knows?)   
      
   What's for dinner?   
   This dream somehow blended into the next scene, wherein the dreamer is   
   approaching a large, outdoor banquet table (like a covered picnic bench, but   
   larger / longer) that's loaded with various dishes, including this one type of   
   open serving pan / dish (like a bucket pan for spaghetti) that's filled with   
   rather unappetizing material.  It's *nearly* as if people are dumping waste   
   water of some type ("gray water") into the pot as a communal dish.   
      
   Instead of getting a scoop from that particular pan, the dreamer picks two   
   items   
   from the table that are actually "plated" (like how you get stuff in a   
   restaurant, visually suitable for eating) and walks away, feeling *as if* (he)   
   was only supposed to take one dish rather than two.   
      
   The dreamer sits down and sees a person *looking very much like* my late   
   father,   
   in around his mid 30s-40s (to possibly mid-50s) approaching from the dreamer's   
   left, and he begins lecturing the dream over something, *possibly* akin to a   
   failure of some personal responsibility in some area.  The lecturing was less   
   than clear even in the dream, so the description given is about as accurate as   
   I   
   can get, writing about it.   
      
   The dreamer listens, however, I suspect the response was along the lines of   
   "What am I supposed to do about it?" (like, water over the dam isn't something   
   that can be undone.)  The dream ended there, overall clarity 8-ish.   
      
   "GET AWAY FROM THE BUILDING!":   
   This dream begins with an interior view of a school-like building, with a sense   
   of education of the younger set all around (similar to elementary, but also   
   with   
   a feel of middle school and high school, *non-collegiate level.*)   
      
   There is a "core area" of the building, nearly square-like with respect to   
   floor   
   space, perhaps 8'x8' wide (maybe 10'x10' max) which is *akin to* a principal's   
   office, yet possibly a central meeting room for administrative planning.  The   
   walls are like thickly shuttered windows, almost like the decorative,   
   non-functional shutters you see on the sides of some homes, only these were as   
   wide as the wall being viewed.   
      
   Mind you, normally when you think of a "wall" inside a building, you think of   
   yourself as being "within the room" looking *at* the *interior* wall of the   
   room.  This "room" (floor space) is "walled off" in such a manner that someone   
   inside the building could circle the 8'x8' "core" of the building, thus, seeing   
   the "shuttered walls" from the perspective of *outside* the core, viewing   
   "exterior" walls (even though they're "inside" the larger, "educational"   
   building structure.)   
      
   There's a "back story" to this setting, as though someone or some *thing* (an   
   alien race of humanoids?) had previously buried something many feet below the   
   surface, which just happens to be centered directly beneath this 8-by-8 area of   
   floor space.  The exact nature of the "buried treasure element" is undefined,   
   although there's the hint of it being a cache of advanced weapons, *or* a power   
   source, similar to something equivalent to the central-most 8'x8'x8' core of   
   the   
   sun.   
      
   And although the *outside* of this 8-by-8 area seems "dark" (as in a room with   
   a   
   *very* low level of lighting, just enough to walk around without bumping into   
   things) the *interior* of the room appears "lit" as if there's a fluorescent or   
   neon light of some type inside.  (Remember, the walls are *thickly shuttered*   
   although not 100% black-out quality.  The illumination is visible along the   
   bottoms of the slats.)   
      
   There's a small "crew" of people involved in reaching the buried treasure   
   (whatever it may be) and in the dream they are sensed as akin to mine workers,   
   having one guy who is the outside foreman linked to the inside workers.   
      
   There's some discussion overheard involving a {change of plans} wherein rather   
   than excavating to the core, another plan is going to be pursued, akin to   
   "blowing up" the shaft to get to the core.  The *idea* is that it's going to be   
   a rather massive explosion, and the dreamer is concerned with getting the   
   children out of the building; while concerned over how to do that, a fire alarm   
   goes off, and kids inside the building begin exiting in the manner of a   
   rehearsed fire drill.   
      
   Yet *outside* the building is where things got a bit- odd:   
      
   The dreamer was viewing the exterior of the building from a distance (of   
   perhaps   
   40 yards?) and viewing a set of bleachers (risers/steps) of about 6' to 7' in   
   height and about 7' to 8' in depth, and perhaps 100' in width (enough to hold a   
   large majority of a student body population of a small to moderate-sized   
   school)   
   and the bleachers were FULL of students calmly sitting there, as if awaiting   
   the   
   "return to the building / all clear" signal from the teachers.   
      
      
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