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Beating Drums |
Posted by: DreamerOracle - 09-12-2017, 03:19 AM - Forum: Public Dreams
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Hi
It's been a while but this is my creative dream time of year...I call them book dreams, very entertaining but every now and then I get some doses of reality in there so onto my Possible Precog.
Dreamed on 11th September 2017: Walking along a river bank and on the opposite shore was a Mobile ICBM and reference to Russia and North Korea. I believe China should be very wary of those two.
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Tesseract Prison |
Posted by: ablelba - 09-11-2017, 02:27 PM - Forum: Public Dreams
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20170910-Dream-The Tesseract Prison
8 AM PDST
06:30 Local Sidereal Time
I am in a pen with walls of chicken-wire. It is raised up in the air with a hard roof, and a round concrete floor beneath. The chicken-wire has a very large weave. The holes are big enough that I can get my arm through them. Even though there is a cow, a goat and a couple of chickens inside the pen with me, the floor is spotlessly clean. There is a single large alphabet letter “B” in the center of the floor, and four more letters just outside the pen on the concrete sill at the compass points (A, R, O and U).
The chicken is talking to me.
“You have to press the buttons in the proper sequence to get us to the next level,” says the chicken. “We have to get out of here as soon as possible.” The cow, the goat and the other chicken are nodding in agreement. I am looking through the chicken wire at a sunny country scene. There are abandoned fields, but no roads or buildings in sight.
“Why can’t we just tear a hole in the chicken-wire?” I ask.
“Moron!” says the chicken, “If we go through the chickenwire, none of us will ever see our proper homes again. We have to unlock the prison one level at a time. So press the buttons when I tell you. First B, then O, then U.”
I press the buttons. The chicken explains that it could have pecked the first one, but it needs my monkey arms to press the ones outside the chicken-wire.
When I press the “U” the chicken-wire walls rotate sideways and yet down at the same time. It is like looking through a prism and twisting it. The world changes outside the chicken-wire. It is now nighttime at the ocean.
“Holy Mother of God!” I exclaim, “We’re inside a tesseract!”
The prison is different too-- The cage and concrete floor area is larger. It seems to be a larger slice of a sphere. There are still 5 letters on the floor, but the letters are different.
“Why aren’t the letters in alphabetical order?” I ask the chicken.
“It doesn’t work like that,” says the chicken. The cow, the goat and the other chicken shake their heads in agreement. “It’s like when you type a street name into the navigator of your Prius. There are fewer and fewer options the more you type.”
“Wait—You can drive a car?” I ask.
“Try to focus,” says the chicken, “and start pressing buttons. N, then T, then I.”
I press the buttons, and the second prison walls fold away and down again. We are in a larger slice of the sphere. It is now daytime in a desert outside. No roads or buildings.
We press 3 letters at each level for five levels, and each one is a larger slice of sphere with a different location outside.
On the last one, the chicken-wire folds away and we are at the edge of a farm near a road. The cow, the goat and the chickens and I are standing on a circular concrete pad that has no letters.
“Thanks!” says the chicken, and the cow, goat, and other chicken nod their heads. “We’re going to Mil Base Bounty now.” It points its beak. Across the road, there is a barbed wire fence with the usual “Government Property – No Unauthorised Personnel” sign on the barbed wire.
“Why a military base?” I ask
“The food is a lot better,” says the chicken. “You can go where you like, but you better get off that pad before the prison reactivates, or you’ll have to figure out the password yourself next time.”
The animals are somehow already on the other side of the barbed wire, heading into the military base. I go the other way to the farm, which I somehow know is named “Bountiful Farm.” Dream ends.
Comments:
It was pretty cool to be inside a tesseract. Why only five levels? A tesseract would have eight cubes of 3D space folded together through 4 or more dimensions. Whoever designed the prison nested desolate locations together in the tesseract.
No walls needed--Even the chicken-wire was just a courtesy. The chicken was right. If we had left the prison by jumping to the ground from its raised location in any of its dimensions, we might never have been heard from again. “Bountiful” was supposed to be the password, but it does not have enough letters to open 5 levels (15 letters needed).
The chicken knew everything and understood it all completely. And it could talk. Not your usual chicken.
The other animals could understand, but couldn’t (or didn’t) talk.
I have never been a Roman Catholic, and have never said "Holy Mother of God."
We escaped to arrive at ‘Bounty’ or ‘Bountiful.’
There actually _is_ a "Hill Air Force Base" located near 'Bountiful, Utah.' I have never been to Utah, except to pass through the SLC airport on a trip about 10 years ago. I have no idea how good the food is on that Air Force Base...
Oh! and I just realized that the chicken is crossing a road--to get to a military base on the other side? In the dream, it is an asphalt road with no line down the middle, and the military base is on the other side of a thick hardwood forest, so it is unlikely to be the actual 'Hill AFB.'
Possible meaning;
I have been trying to figure out retirement before it is forced on my wife and me within another 10 to 15 years. It is a complex, multidimensional problem, but I will be able to figure it out. All I need to do is find the right...chicken? And I will arrive at Bountiful...
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Weird Mouse Arcade |
Posted by: Elyse - 09-10-2017, 05:00 PM - Forum: Public Dreams
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I had this dream a few nights ago. I can't remember the beginning of this dream, but at some point I was following a group of people around in an old fashioned arcade and I saw something that looked like one of the old pinball games... so I walked over to it and popped a quarter in. It was not pinball... instead this game was full of mice and you had to control this thing above them and press a button that would make it squirt cheese out. I thought this was such a cute game! Why couldn't there be more games like this because I had ASSUMED that whoever built this game had put homeless mice in there and the mice would be fed and cared for this way. I mean, the game SHOULD in fact cover all cost of the mice being sheltered and fed and then some! I played the game several times feeling like I was doing a good thing and fell in love with one mouse in particular. A very pretty white mouse with pink eyes and nose. Anyway, after playing this game for some time and feeding ALL the mice I was feeling pretty happy until a maintenance man came over and needed to work on the machine. He said it would take a second, so I stood back and watched as this man put a bucket under the machine and started to unlock it. Of course mice would poop and the machine would need to be cleaned, I thought... but when he opened the machine, hundreds of dead mice poured out of it. I was horrified. I asked what was going on. I, at first, thought that maybe not enough people were playing... but the man explained to me that the cheese being fed to the mice was actually poison. SO, the people that played the game were actually poisoning these mice rather than helping them as they were led to believe. At this point I started feeling sick and started crying asking the man if there were some sort of antidote. He said there was not. I asked for the mouse that I had gotten attached to and he begrudgingly gave it to me and i held and rocked it while freaking out about having poisoned all these tiny, cute mice I meant to help. I asked if there was ANYTHING I could do to help these mice and the man said that they were all fed a poison that would slowly and painfully kill them all. It would make them even more hungry and the more cheese they ate the more suffering they would endure... and the ONLY way to help the mice would be to pay for a special "treat" that would instantly kill them. At this point, I couldn't take any more and ran away with the mouse crying. At home I had apparently adopted lots of random homeless animals, to include a white snake who also had pink eyes... it followed me around the house like a dog and I wondered to myself why I would save such a creature since I am not fond of snakes and prefer furry creatures... but the snake was beautiful and even sorta glowed. I took the mouse into my bedroom and shut the door and sang to it as I pet it and waited for it to die. I woke up feeling pretty sick with myself and very guilty.
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