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The first dream I recalled was a commercial for a special trip aboard the retired US battleship Alabama, in which it would set forth to cruise up a river into a remote area so that its passengers could observe a minor league baseball game in a venue so remote from any nearby city that the passengers were apparently the only spectators. Especially appealing was a shot of the battleship looking very majestic as it sailed along (apparently retaining her main armament but perhaps without her 5 inch dual-purpose secondary armament, perhaps removed to make more deck space for spectators).
Another dream resembled either a 1950's sci-fi B-movie or perhaps an old Twilight Zone episode (though in faded, washed-out color rather than black-and-white). Four explorers were stranded on Mars and at one point came to the edge of the soundstage (a point where the soil ran up against a soundstage wall) but pretended not to notice; at least two of the explorers were men and there might have been one woman in a non-speaking role. One of the men then discovered that Mars was ideal for growing cotton and then somehow contrived to cover the planet with plantations (despite the absence of any obvious labor force or farm machinery). Another man pointed out that the Martian soil would probably be ruined if the other fellow didn't employ crop rotation but the empire-builder didn't care about that. Meanwhile on Earth, a fellow named 'King' inscribed a message onto a piece of sheet metal (something to the effect of 'We're coming for you ~ King'), cut the message into the shape of a stylized crown and sent it via a matter transmitter (resembling a microwave oven) to Mars. Another scene then showed that Earth had sent a very sizable military force as a rescue mission; looking out the window of a car, I was impressed to see many 1950's-style soldiers, trucks, tanks and artillery pieces and supposed that perhaps the producer had some arrangement with the military to use the personnel and their equipment as extras. Despite the vintage military equipment, technology had otherwise progressed during the decades it took to mount a rescue mission and the empire builder was especially impressed by a 1980's-style CD in a jewel case in the glove compartment of the car. When he put it in a player inside the car, however, it played a warning from one of the long-departed Martians (actually resembling a human but with a fiery red background) advising the humans to leave or be destroyed. Whereas the other three explorers heeded the message, the empire builder and military forces did not and vanished into a misty haze.
Another dream appeared to revolve around an elaborate wargame session with miniature figures, apparently based on the Squad Leader game but with some odd variations. I controlled a very tiny force consisting of just two German vehicles ~ one perhaps a scout car behind cover, and the other an unarmed tractor hitched to a futuristic-looking launcher for two modern-looking missiles (though I supposed they were actually rockets, this being World War II). Opposing me was a team of three players consisting of two friends and another fellow resembling an inmate at the prison where I work; they controlled an unknown number of Italians located in a cluster of immense bunker-like buildings across the room. During the pregame setup I noticed one peculiar detail in the form of a solid metal wall several hundred feet long (at the scale we were using) in the middle of a copse of trees; since I couldn't imagine what such a structure would be doing there, I borrowed a length of miniature picket fence from a friend to replace the wall. The Italians then went first, with one friend stretching a blue piece of yarn across the room to establish line-of-sight and firing a machine gun at my launcher without effect. I then asked the prisoner to roll for me as I sought to drop a smoke round on one of the Italian buildings and he rolled a natural "2"; in addition to placing the round and generating sniper fire against our side (also ineffective), it also generated a pregnancy result among the Italians (perhaps because there were both males and females in the building). Rolling 1 die and achieving an odd number, I determined that the baby was male.
Finally, the last dream I recall appeared to be a video featuring some prominent young bearded musician (whom I didn't recognize) as he traveled around the world re-visiting places he had visited and thought of settling down in. At least three scenic locations were featured but the most bizarre scene showed the fellow up to his neck in a river in Japan whilst speaking by cell phone with someone and explaining that the locals were showing him how to play a 'yakisoba' (though I supposed he meant 'samisen' since yakisoba is actually a noodle dish; at any rate, the instrument was not visible since I supposed it to be underwater).
Another dream resembled either a 1950's sci-fi B-movie or perhaps an old Twilight Zone episode (though in faded, washed-out color rather than black-and-white). Four explorers were stranded on Mars and at one point came to the edge of the soundstage (a point where the soil ran up against a soundstage wall) but pretended not to notice; at least two of the explorers were men and there might have been one woman in a non-speaking role. One of the men then discovered that Mars was ideal for growing cotton and then somehow contrived to cover the planet with plantations (despite the absence of any obvious labor force or farm machinery). Another man pointed out that the Martian soil would probably be ruined if the other fellow didn't employ crop rotation but the empire-builder didn't care about that. Meanwhile on Earth, a fellow named 'King' inscribed a message onto a piece of sheet metal (something to the effect of 'We're coming for you ~ King'), cut the message into the shape of a stylized crown and sent it via a matter transmitter (resembling a microwave oven) to Mars. Another scene then showed that Earth had sent a very sizable military force as a rescue mission; looking out the window of a car, I was impressed to see many 1950's-style soldiers, trucks, tanks and artillery pieces and supposed that perhaps the producer had some arrangement with the military to use the personnel and their equipment as extras. Despite the vintage military equipment, technology had otherwise progressed during the decades it took to mount a rescue mission and the empire builder was especially impressed by a 1980's-style CD in a jewel case in the glove compartment of the car. When he put it in a player inside the car, however, it played a warning from one of the long-departed Martians (actually resembling a human but with a fiery red background) advising the humans to leave or be destroyed. Whereas the other three explorers heeded the message, the empire builder and military forces did not and vanished into a misty haze.
Another dream appeared to revolve around an elaborate wargame session with miniature figures, apparently based on the Squad Leader game but with some odd variations. I controlled a very tiny force consisting of just two German vehicles ~ one perhaps a scout car behind cover, and the other an unarmed tractor hitched to a futuristic-looking launcher for two modern-looking missiles (though I supposed they were actually rockets, this being World War II). Opposing me was a team of three players consisting of two friends and another fellow resembling an inmate at the prison where I work; they controlled an unknown number of Italians located in a cluster of immense bunker-like buildings across the room. During the pregame setup I noticed one peculiar detail in the form of a solid metal wall several hundred feet long (at the scale we were using) in the middle of a copse of trees; since I couldn't imagine what such a structure would be doing there, I borrowed a length of miniature picket fence from a friend to replace the wall. The Italians then went first, with one friend stretching a blue piece of yarn across the room to establish line-of-sight and firing a machine gun at my launcher without effect. I then asked the prisoner to roll for me as I sought to drop a smoke round on one of the Italian buildings and he rolled a natural "2"; in addition to placing the round and generating sniper fire against our side (also ineffective), it also generated a pregnancy result among the Italians (perhaps because there were both males and females in the building). Rolling 1 die and achieving an odd number, I determined that the baby was male.
Finally, the last dream I recall appeared to be a video featuring some prominent young bearded musician (whom I didn't recognize) as he traveled around the world re-visiting places he had visited and thought of settling down in. At least three scenic locations were featured but the most bizarre scene showed the fellow up to his neck in a river in Japan whilst speaking by cell phone with someone and explaining that the locals were showing him how to play a 'yakisoba' (though I supposed he meant 'samisen' since yakisoba is actually a noodle dish; at any rate, the instrument was not visible since I supposed it to be underwater).
Two dreams
In the first dream I recall from last night, was amongst a group with other people and a friendly dog being chased by a hostile dog down a path amidst hedges to a garden gate I tried to close behind us. However, I was unable to secure the gate without help from a nearby girl who fiddled with various machinery, and it turned out the hostile dog was a big friendly brown dog after all. A later dream reminded me of something from "The X-Files" with two men driving a car through thick fog while wearing weird transparent plug-shaped plastic helmets. I felt they were driving too fast for conditions (while a camera seemed to be filming the car through the fog from just ahead). A large truck with a bulldozer blade then passed the car on the right before a bright canary yellow rain hat and likewise canary yellow flattened french fry holder fell on the road and the truck turned around to pick them up with its dozer blade. A tall fellow in a suit (who vaguely reminded me of the Cigarette
A little dream of massacre
I don't often have WW2 dreams, but this one began in either a school or concentration camp full of women, children and infants. (Perhaps because the infants looked healthy in their carriages I assumed this was early in the war before much starvation.) At first a bunch of goons were sent in to kill everyone, then the bad guy leader gave a speech and it seemed the first attack hadn't done much. So instead a nurse (or nun, she wore a habit) went around with something like a black needle on the tip of her finger, touched it to the various women and infants and they all fell dead. Assuming I was just an observer, I was surprised when she approached and poked my forehead; I thought I would likewise immediately fall dead but just fell against a person to my right and then woke up.
Dreams w tea house, sandwiches
The first dream I recall from last night began with clearing off the dining room table to work on a large sketch of some peculiar cartoon characters with capsule-shaped bodies; after accidentally erasing the outline, I wanted to re-do the outline in pen but realized I couldn't make such straight edges without a ruler. One of my sisters then came to the table after letting out our dog (this was all in the middle of the night) and then a man and woman I didn't recognize also sat at the table to play a game with an immense blue-and-white six-sided die. My sister chuckled when the man muttered that he might finally win a round (of whatever they were playing). Perhaps thus inspired, I selected a small die from boxes of dice suddenly at hand and planned to use it to randomly assign characteristics to a cast of students and teachers in a manga I was apparently working on. The setting then changed to a small Japanese tea house (but the same table) with doors open to the left and right from
Dream w TARDIS balloon, upset friend
The last vivid dream I recall was at night, looking at the stars past trees in the backyard and observing what appeared to be a TARDIS lit from inside drifting at random. In the dream I assumed this to not be a real time machine yet I wondered how it remained aloft without a balloon or something else to keep it aloft. One thought was that it might be very light and filled with helium, supported by observing something dark like ballast hanging underneath the police box to keep the police box upright rather than tumbling about randomly. In the same setting, an ultraconservative (white) friend of mine stormed into the backyard and seemed upset about not being invited to a liberal event, even digging through a storage trunk for proof that he was a "card carrying" member of the NAACP. Even in the dream I found it far-fetched.
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that sounds very detailed
from what i can remember, my dream(or dreams since they might be different ones all strung together)alternated between a drafty, patched, three-story house, a church or cathedral-like place, an institution or doctor's office...and in the cold windy streets i saw up in the sky a huge dark craft come down out of the atmosphere...i don't remember if it was of alien origin or future human technology far advanced and sent back to the present time.
from what i can remember, my dream(or dreams since they might be different ones all strung together)alternated between a drafty, patched, three-story house, a church or cathedral-like place, an institution or doctor's office...and in the cold windy streets i saw up in the sky a huge dark craft come down out of the atmosphere...i don't remember if it was of alien origin or future human technology far advanced and sent back to the present time.