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A vivid dream last night began in orbit where astronauts were assembling a space station. My point of view was that of an astronaut just arrived from Earth, who had brought along some special items that a few astronauts had forgotten (specifically a red computer tablet for one, and a flash drive with music for another). I then went on to glide around some of the framing posts, noting that I could effortlessly move right or left just by tilting my body one way or another; however, I did wonder how I was able to move so easily in microgravity without maneuvering thrusters. I also noticed that the "floors" of the station appeared to be made of immensely thick slabs of concrete which must have been absurdly expensive to place into orbit; although the slabs were only a few square meters in area, I then supposed this was just a movie set and perhaps that was why I was reluctant to try floating off the structure, and found myself unable to do an effortless flip.
The scene then changed to a second dream set on Earth, though I imagined it was all part of the same movie plot. (Although the story wasn't obvious and made no sense, I supposed it would all come together eventually). The central character was a doughy middle-aged white British man wearing a pork pie hat and sweater such that he appeared to be affecting a younger look than was appropriate. He had a furtive look about him and apparently had at least one arrest warrant outstanding; while driving about with a black man, he joked that he was "black" himself because he was often hassled by the police. Another scene then found him quickly scrambling out of a house when a black police officer happened along, actually looking for someone else. The white fellow then visited an elementary school where he was so well-regarded that the lady teacher allowed him to pass through a room full of children to access a computer which a young boy unlocked for him with his own password.
I never did figure out what the "movie" was actually about, though.
The scene then changed to a second dream set on Earth, though I imagined it was all part of the same movie plot. (Although the story wasn't obvious and made no sense, I supposed it would all come together eventually). The central character was a doughy middle-aged white British man wearing a pork pie hat and sweater such that he appeared to be affecting a younger look than was appropriate. He had a furtive look about him and apparently had at least one arrest warrant outstanding; while driving about with a black man, he joked that he was "black" himself because he was often hassled by the police. Another scene then found him quickly scrambling out of a house when a black police officer happened along, actually looking for someone else. The white fellow then visited an elementary school where he was so well-regarded that the lady teacher allowed him to pass through a room full of children to access a computer which a young boy unlocked for him with his own password.
I never did figure out what the "movie" was actually about, though.
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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