Blue_Opossum

Morning of January 1, 2013. Tuesday.

Reading time: 1 min. Readability score: 63.



It seems to be morning. I am in a setting that mixes my bedroom in Cubitis with our current bedroom. I perceive the Cubitis carport as being to my right (ambiguous mix of north with south). There is also a presence of indoor-outdoor ambiguity.

A paratrooper (as an unknown male of about twenty) has landed in our bedroom. He may have crashed through a wall or ceiling, but I do not think he is injured. I get the impression that I had been sleeping on his parachute, but I also consider he may be mistaking our bed sheet for his parachute even though the suspension lines seem to trail to under where I am lying. I also wonder if his parachute is under our mattress. Zsuzsanna does not wake. I remain annoyed. I feel slight movement when he pulls on the lines. As I start to consider yelling, though I do not have a feeling that he is deliberately intruding, I find I cannot speak, and wake.

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Thread 1: Liminal awareness of being asleep, recall that Zsuzsanna is sleeping to my left.

Thread 2: Vestibular system correlation. Derivation as someone else having fallen.

Thread 3: RAS avatar as VSC personification.

Thread 4: Mix of Cubitis home with present home.

Thread 5: Current conscious self identity extant.

Thread 6: Indoor-outdoor ambiguity.

Thread 7: False directional orientation.

Thread 8: Waking priority to my right.

Thread 9: Possible play on “lines of communication” between the dream self and conscious self or interconsciousness or nuances correlating physicality.

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