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01-08-2016, 08:39 AM
This was a dream on par with the alien sphere dream. I'm in some sort of lab that has a small professional staff except what appears to be the head dude, a tall, fat, bald dude. Later I find out in the dream that the place is officially called a psychiatric unit, and this guy is the only psychiatrist. Strangely, I'm the intern in this place, which appears to be the only day residue in the dream. None of the people in this unit match anywhere remotely with the people I work with today.
So in the unit, there's this is big machine that only special people stand under. Appearance-wise, it looks like an airport scanner except the filming mechanism sits above the person's head as they stand there under the contraption. I remember that some song was playing while people stood under the device, but can't remember which one.
With someone standing there, the machine casts a bright light onto the person, and the person begins to turn yellow at the head, and then slowly the rest of the body will turn yellow. The person appears frozen, and then they disappear.
Change of scene...I am suddenly on a beach for one reason: to witness the teleportation. I turn around, and strangely I see the same device on the beach! People are wondering what the heck it is, and I have to admit that still don't really know. However, I do know enough that people shouldn't be standing under it. A couple of people do just that, and I stand there wondering if something will happen to them. Nothing does.
A man is walking toward the machine. He seems to be turning yellow. Clearly he's the person who originally came here on this mission from the lab. Although he wasn't any taller than the rest of the crowd and he looked very human, the crowd, including me, assumed him to be a special being. He appears to be running out of time. He walks faster. The crowd is parting for him. He quickly gets under the device and booom....disappears.
In the dream I felt like I was getting some serious knowledge about how the special beings were traveling through time/space. In witnessing this account, I know he was sent back in time, but I don't have any idea where or when I was. I remember that later on the beach, a really bizarre looking man was exclaiming that this wasn't psychiatry, "This can't be psychiatry because ya'll don't have a psychiatrist." The tall fat bald man was deeply offended. He said, "I'm the psychiatrist."
Day residue: Obviously being an intern was residue, but I don't work with anyone tall nor bald, and there isn't a psychiatrist at the center. No other residue that I can tell.
So in the unit, there's this is big machine that only special people stand under. Appearance-wise, it looks like an airport scanner except the filming mechanism sits above the person's head as they stand there under the contraption. I remember that some song was playing while people stood under the device, but can't remember which one.
With someone standing there, the machine casts a bright light onto the person, and the person begins to turn yellow at the head, and then slowly the rest of the body will turn yellow. The person appears frozen, and then they disappear.
Change of scene...I am suddenly on a beach for one reason: to witness the teleportation. I turn around, and strangely I see the same device on the beach! People are wondering what the heck it is, and I have to admit that still don't really know. However, I do know enough that people shouldn't be standing under it. A couple of people do just that, and I stand there wondering if something will happen to them. Nothing does.
A man is walking toward the machine. He seems to be turning yellow. Clearly he's the person who originally came here on this mission from the lab. Although he wasn't any taller than the rest of the crowd and he looked very human, the crowd, including me, assumed him to be a special being. He appears to be running out of time. He walks faster. The crowd is parting for him. He quickly gets under the device and booom....disappears.
In the dream I felt like I was getting some serious knowledge about how the special beings were traveling through time/space. In witnessing this account, I know he was sent back in time, but I don't have any idea where or when I was. I remember that later on the beach, a really bizarre looking man was exclaiming that this wasn't psychiatry, "This can't be psychiatry because ya'll don't have a psychiatrist." The tall fat bald man was deeply offended. He said, "I'm the psychiatrist."
Day residue: Obviously being an intern was residue, but I don't work with anyone tall nor bald, and there isn't a psychiatrist at the center. No other residue that I can tell.