I had this really interesting dream. I woke up and can’t remember parts of it. Moving quickly things can get missed. I remember someone being saved by the off chance of someone else being in the situation. Something about racism though not sure about it. On the way out of the place I looked back and saw an older women abusing a younger women.
Then I was out on steps surrounded by fountains at night. Like outside a corporate office building though the inside was like a house. Like stone henge on the outside with fountains surrounding the inner circle and marble pavement with an open sky view of the stars. The steps were after a walkway pavement that had grassy hills on both sides, though I couldn’t see that far back, was looking forward and up.
I heard this voice say “would you just let it go?”. My thought is yes, because of the storm inside the building. Then my thought is no because I can’t remember what happened. And last my thought is I might want to let the younger women go because of the storm but not right because I don’t want her to be abused. Then the thought that that older woman pissed me off yet she might have been through the same thing. Part of me wonders if when I thought I would just let it go I forgot what happened in the building
Kind of pisses me off I can’t remember that part of the dream
Figured I should share, sometimes not always because the forgetting makes me a bit leary though I think this one is from God. Kind of annoying God only gives me part of the story. Something to think about with surveillance. We see the top view, but we don’t experience the other senses and input experiences. They were crying? Why, were they sad or were they pretending, or did they eat too much habanero salt? A lot that we miss out on being outside the party
When I was in solitary feeling like a lobster about to be cooked it gave me a dejavu feeling though saying this could be misread. I wasn’t sexually abused as a child. The memory I have was like being in Halloween surrounded by Tyrants at a dinner table. Like military men and black and white intelligence, though surviving through it makes it seem like it was part of a show. The ceilings were high and an emperor was drawn on the messed up glass. Felt like the remains of a dark experimental hospital. The ceiling had squares that I grouped that made me think of emperors horses. The stone cement tiled slabs we slept on made me think I was sleeping on top of a coffin, like after the table I slept on at my apartment in Providence after the Halloween party at the club. They showed some Tim Burton filmed I liked as well as I remembered this day of the dead costume one of the bartenders wore. I didn’t have the money for a costume and felt a bit out of it that night. Can’t remember if it was the alcohol or the health problems
I am saying more now because the haze of drugs and oppression after leaving the system made it more difficult to speak up. A lot gets left unsaid
In an oppressive system seeing signs that say report oppression is like a one two punch. I should speak up when that guy went missing? Probably just got transferred cell blocks. Have to take a lot on faith when your in jail. If I said something that offended the guard, please understand why. Speaking more specifically about judgement comments. I don’t like being touched by guards when I am lit up like a lobster. Course I blame that more on the system, though it has problems too. Let them die on the street? Don’t protect the other inmates? Yes sorry for medical or judged that I offended, just a manifestation of other problems
I have been hit enough times from enough directions that I can’t really blame anyone. Doesn’t mean I don’t want to see the system get better. I also realize that there is so much in front of me and so many amazing inventions showing up that these problems might end up being a relic of the past. I want to see more of the future and less of the past, while still appreciating the good times and helping fix the problems that still exist today. The future is a bit of a slot machine, hopefully can be optimized so more win going forward
Still a little bit questionable if I am actually part of reality or in some lighthouse. I am not sure where to set my trajectory
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