It was night time out, and it was somewhat rainy and I found two white zip ties out on the street. They may have been in or near a garbage can or dumpster. One was about eight inches long and the other was about three. I picked them up and put them in my pocket.
I went into a building close by and went through the hallways until I came to a lit room. The rest of the building seemed to be empty except for this room. I walked in and it looked like the classroom where I had my government class as a senior in high school, but it was setup more like a meeting room at a hotel. It had a buffet of snacks along the back and there were tables setup in the middle of the room with chairs around them. The room had a look of disarray showing that there had been a great deal of activity there earlier, but now there were only about five people in the room.
I recognized one of the people as Benjamin Franklin. He was talking to a taller fellow who was dressed in a black leather jacket, a black teeshirt and black jeans. Franklin was dressed in his typical colonial garb while everyone else was dressed the same way as the other man. Franklin and the other man seemed to be in an intense conversation, but I wasn't paying very close attention to what they were talking about. I did notice that Franklin had a bit of an odd appearance about him. He wasn't so bald on top and his entire presence had a bit of a green hue to him as if he had just stepped off a $100 bill.
I was just walking slowly around the room, looking around at the items on the tables and thinking about the zip ties I had in my pocket. I took them out of my pocket to look at them, and it seemed that there was a sudden burst of activity in the room. I looked around and saw everyone heading for me. They all starting asking me questions about where and how I got them. I could sense that they really wanted them, and I decided to find out why they wanted them so badly and what they would give me in return.
I don't recall actually asking anyone about the zip ties, but Franklin and one or two of the others started explaining it to me. Basically, when one person killed another person, they left behind their age, which took the form of these white zip ties. This age could be added to the killer's current age just by keeping them in their pocket, and it would guarantee the carrier of being able to add those years to their own natural life and live that much longer. For this reason, killing the oldest people they could find was the best for them as it would give them the longest amount of time to live. Evidently they also slowed the aging process a bit, as it turned out that Franklin was the leader of this group, and he was now 303 years old and didn't look a day older than his appearance on the $100 bill.
Somehow during the course of the conversation, I came to realize that the zip ties I had in my hand were worth about 135 years, and because I was the one holding them, then my life would extend by 135 years. I wasn't sure how I felt about that, but the others around me seemed convinced that they needed to get me to hand them over to them without trying to make a big deal about them. Rather than handing them over, I somehow managed to leave, although the dream ended as I was doing so.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Monday, March 16, 2009
Water Problems on a Ring World
For part of the dream, I was reading about the story, and part of the time I was experiencing it as if I was in it.
The world in the book I was reading/experiencing was a very strange one. For the most part, the world was a flat one. Imagine a flat disk, almost like a dinner plate, that's about a mile across. The entire disk is the surface of a body of water. New water came from below at exactly the center of the disk, and it flowed outwards to the edge and ran over. The water came from and returned to "nothing" because whatever was below the disk was not known.
Around this disk of water were something like canyon walls. These walls were about four or five stories tall and muddy red in color. There was a space of a few feet between the edge of the water disk and the canyon walls that allowed the water to overflow and fall down into the bottomless abyss below. In the surface of the canyon walls there were doors and windows carved in them, and this is where the people lived. The doors and windows resembled many of the cliff dwellings of some of the southwest Native Americans.
That was pretty much all there was to this "world." There was nothing above it, and there didn't seem to be anything below it. Well, it didn't seem to be resting upon anything. It just floated out there in this atmosphere bubble. It was almost like a ring shaped island in the middle of an ocean, except that there was no ocean for it to sit in, and the water that was there didn't even extend quite all the way to the island itself.
As for the story that was going on, I don't remember most of it. I know that part of the time I was reading about the story, and other times I was in the story, or at least watching it from a first person perspective. During the times that I was reading the story, I was sitting or standing in a place that closely resembled the dining room of Grandmama's house in Weyers Cave.
Part of the story was just about the people and how they lived. The people were basically like a port town or village from the 17th or 18th century. There was an older man (a father type of figure) and young girl that was about 10, and they were going about their "normal daily routine." The father was basically teaching the girl his trade so that she could learn it and do it at a later time. Many people in this place made their living by going out into the water for things, such as fishing, I suppose, or doing something to help maintain the, for lack of a better word, stability of the water.
Evidently there was something about the water to be maintained because there seemed to be a constant sense of how important it was to do certain tasks to keep the water from... doing something. I don't know exactly what that something was, but it would basically lead to catastrophic world failure and destruction if it wasn't taken care of.
At one point something DID happen, and the girl wound up getting swept up into this event where she wound up going under the city/world into these deep caverns because the water feeding upwards had become too strong and was threatening to somehow destroy the water disc or the world around it. The girl was wandering around, and there was a river of lava to the right side and she was carefully walking down a path cut in the side of the giant open cavern. The path went around the outer wall of the cavern in a downward spiral, and in some places it went through parts of the cavern wall that suck out into the middle.
Sometime around this time I came back out of reading the book and I was talking to someone about it. I think that I had somehow gotten a different visual in my head of how the world in the book was laid out, and we were discussing it.
The world in the book I was reading/experiencing was a very strange one. For the most part, the world was a flat one. Imagine a flat disk, almost like a dinner plate, that's about a mile across. The entire disk is the surface of a body of water. New water came from below at exactly the center of the disk, and it flowed outwards to the edge and ran over. The water came from and returned to "nothing" because whatever was below the disk was not known.
Around this disk of water were something like canyon walls. These walls were about four or five stories tall and muddy red in color. There was a space of a few feet between the edge of the water disk and the canyon walls that allowed the water to overflow and fall down into the bottomless abyss below. In the surface of the canyon walls there were doors and windows carved in them, and this is where the people lived. The doors and windows resembled many of the cliff dwellings of some of the southwest Native Americans.
That was pretty much all there was to this "world." There was nothing above it, and there didn't seem to be anything below it. Well, it didn't seem to be resting upon anything. It just floated out there in this atmosphere bubble. It was almost like a ring shaped island in the middle of an ocean, except that there was no ocean for it to sit in, and the water that was there didn't even extend quite all the way to the island itself.
As for the story that was going on, I don't remember most of it. I know that part of the time I was reading about the story, and other times I was in the story, or at least watching it from a first person perspective. During the times that I was reading the story, I was sitting or standing in a place that closely resembled the dining room of Grandmama's house in Weyers Cave.
Part of the story was just about the people and how they lived. The people were basically like a port town or village from the 17th or 18th century. There was an older man (a father type of figure) and young girl that was about 10, and they were going about their "normal daily routine." The father was basically teaching the girl his trade so that she could learn it and do it at a later time. Many people in this place made their living by going out into the water for things, such as fishing, I suppose, or doing something to help maintain the, for lack of a better word, stability of the water.
Evidently there was something about the water to be maintained because there seemed to be a constant sense of how important it was to do certain tasks to keep the water from... doing something. I don't know exactly what that something was, but it would basically lead to catastrophic world failure and destruction if it wasn't taken care of.
At one point something DID happen, and the girl wound up getting swept up into this event where she wound up going under the city/world into these deep caverns because the water feeding upwards had become too strong and was threatening to somehow destroy the water disc or the world around it. The girl was wandering around, and there was a river of lava to the right side and she was carefully walking down a path cut in the side of the giant open cavern. The path went around the outer wall of the cavern in a downward spiral, and in some places it went through parts of the cavern wall that suck out into the middle.
Sometime around this time I came back out of reading the book and I was talking to someone about it. I think that I had somehow gotten a different visual in my head of how the world in the book was laid out, and we were discussing it.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Telepathy Testing at the Sleep Clinic
I went to a sleep clinic about my snoring. The clinic was in Weyers Cave, and in fact was in something that was very much like the front living room area at grandmamma's house, only on a larger scale. The main door was on the left side of the house (when facing the back of the house from the front) instead of in the front, and the main room was both the reception area and the testing area.
I spoke with the receptionist/nurse when I first entered, and she told me a little about what they were going to be doing. I was already in my pajamas, and I was lead to a table where they put an IV in my left arm. They only had the IV in for a short amount of time, and I'm not sure exactly what it was for. Part of the time it seemed to be for drawing blood, and another part of the time it was like they were using it for injections. I don't know what the injections did, but I didn't have any problem with them.
Then after a short time I was lead to a couch that looked a lot like the red velvet couch that used to be in the living room. I took a seat, and the nurse sat on the floor about six to eight feet away. She had me to close my eyes and tell her what I saw.
So I closed my eyes and I waited for a few moments. I didn't really see anything, and just at the last moment when I was opening my eyes and saying that I hadn't seen anything, I caught a brief image of a big silver "coin" that was spinning in the same way that a tire rolls and it had some sort of engraved looking picture on it.
She told me that this was a telepathy test and that I was supposed to see "bread." I realized that the image I had seen on the coin was wheat, and I told her that. She didn't seem very impressed, but we continued on. I felt like I now understood what I was supposed to be looking for, so I was excited to continue. It was almost more of a teaching than a testing.
We went through a series of five or six more words that I was supposed to see, and I wound up getting them all correctly. One was an eagle, but I don't remember what the others were. I just remember that each one came up the same way. In the darkness behind my eyes, I'd see a large coin fade into existence, spinning around and slowing down to a stop and becoming clearer. I would tell the nurse what image I saw on the coin, and she would tell me that I was correct.
I was extremely excited about this, and she was saying something about how helpful it can be. I wound up asking her if Em (my wife) could do this too because I knew that she'd think it was awesome. She said that she'd have to come in for testing/teaching, but it was a good possibility that she'd be able to do it, too.
Then conversation turned to my car. I think she was telling me something about how lice can breed in the seats if they are exposed to something I can't remember. I told her that my car was brand new, and she said that it could be transferred from an older car, and I thought about how dirty my old car had been before I got rid of it.
Then I went to where the kitchen would be and I saw my cat, Nelliebelle, there by the table and chairs. She was kind of wandering around and flopping over on her side trying to find a good place to relax. She seemed to be acting a little loopy, but I couldn't pinpiont what I thought was up with her.
I spoke with the receptionist/nurse when I first entered, and she told me a little about what they were going to be doing. I was already in my pajamas, and I was lead to a table where they put an IV in my left arm. They only had the IV in for a short amount of time, and I'm not sure exactly what it was for. Part of the time it seemed to be for drawing blood, and another part of the time it was like they were using it for injections. I don't know what the injections did, but I didn't have any problem with them.
Then after a short time I was lead to a couch that looked a lot like the red velvet couch that used to be in the living room. I took a seat, and the nurse sat on the floor about six to eight feet away. She had me to close my eyes and tell her what I saw.
So I closed my eyes and I waited for a few moments. I didn't really see anything, and just at the last moment when I was opening my eyes and saying that I hadn't seen anything, I caught a brief image of a big silver "coin" that was spinning in the same way that a tire rolls and it had some sort of engraved looking picture on it.
She told me that this was a telepathy test and that I was supposed to see "bread." I realized that the image I had seen on the coin was wheat, and I told her that. She didn't seem very impressed, but we continued on. I felt like I now understood what I was supposed to be looking for, so I was excited to continue. It was almost more of a teaching than a testing.
We went through a series of five or six more words that I was supposed to see, and I wound up getting them all correctly. One was an eagle, but I don't remember what the others were. I just remember that each one came up the same way. In the darkness behind my eyes, I'd see a large coin fade into existence, spinning around and slowing down to a stop and becoming clearer. I would tell the nurse what image I saw on the coin, and she would tell me that I was correct.
I was extremely excited about this, and she was saying something about how helpful it can be. I wound up asking her if Em (my wife) could do this too because I knew that she'd think it was awesome. She said that she'd have to come in for testing/teaching, but it was a good possibility that she'd be able to do it, too.
Then conversation turned to my car. I think she was telling me something about how lice can breed in the seats if they are exposed to something I can't remember. I told her that my car was brand new, and she said that it could be transferred from an older car, and I thought about how dirty my old car had been before I got rid of it.
Then I went to where the kitchen would be and I saw my cat, Nelliebelle, there by the table and chairs. She was kind of wandering around and flopping over on her side trying to find a good place to relax. She seemed to be acting a little loopy, but I couldn't pinpiont what I thought was up with her.
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