bionic wrote:and the vision of the hologram as a metaphore for it
frrostedman wrote:Just a few nights ago, I dreamt that I was walking up the steps to enter my old highschool, and a huge flock of geese--hundreds of thousands of 'em, a big enough flock to darken the skies--flew over head. A friend beside me said, "Oh no, we're probably going to get crapped on." I had a phonebook in my hand and covered my head... the bird crap came down on us like a white-out blizzard. It came down on us so hard my phonebook was being ripped from my hands from the sheer volume and force. They continued pelting us with crap until finally the last of them flew over. The dream went on, I made it into the buliding, and the details are fuzzy but I remember I struggled to find a way to get cleaned off.
Then, I woke up, and got ready for work. I went out to my car, and guess what. It was covered with at least half a dozen fresh bombardments of bird crap. No lie.
I dreamed last night that I was nosing around some structure, either a house/home or a warehouse (not sure) at night, and I could tell there was a person nearby, perhaps the owner. Next thing I know, I'm in a tiny oven that was turned on, trapped. I kept kicking the door until it broke and I freed myself. It didn't feel hot but the confined space did bother me...
I'm nosing around a structure in my research, only in this case it's a mathematical structure. I wonder if they're related.
I may be in a survival mode. ( built in /innate genetic defense mechanism)
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