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Afraid of a shriek - Katalina - 09-05-2010

I preface this by noting that I very seldom have "celebrity" dreams, or dreams involving the well-known.
I dreamed I was a traveler stopping in a restaurant in a small town. I first thought I wanted to get a take-out meal, then decided to stay and eat there. I went into a second dining room behind the front room. It was a simple place, wooden booths, wooden floors, and very ordinary people eating there. I was sitting in a small booth, looking around, when David Rockefeller came bustling in. He might have had one other person with him. He appeared younger than his actual age—he seemed to be about 60 or so. He was full of energy and optimism—it seems he had some new plans he was very excited about. He was talking about setting up some kind of new country, or ruling district, maybe in the Pacific somewhere. He said to the assorted diners that he needed a minister of some kind, and a man across the aisle from me volunteered (he was dining with his wife; they looked to be maybe Hawaiian-American, or maybe Polynesian; he was a blue-collar looking kind of guy). I somehow had the knowledge that D. Rockefeller had arrived in town on a very small train, almost a toy train, that was one of the attractions of the town (maybe the only one). I sat there thinking that D. Rockefeller was kind of hard up, travelling on toy trains, and accepting random strangers for ministerial positions in his new "country."
It came to me that very soon D. Rockefeller would realize his position, and there would be an outburst of disbelief, anger, and frustration. I wanted to be out of that dining room when that happened, and got up to go to the front room of the restaurant. I looked for a hallway I knew was off the front room, and went down it to a small store-room. There was a utility closet in that small room, and I wanted to get in it and close the door. I wanted to be safe from his outburst of anger and frustration that he would express in very high shrieks. It was important to be away from that. There was no sense that he or the person with him (a young man?) would be involved in physical violence, but there was a strong sense of danger from the high-pitched screams. I knew that D. Rockefeller"s screaming would cause some damage to physical surroundings, and maybe harm to some of the people in the dining room.