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    Master of Housing

    by , 11-21-2019 at 08:29 AM (68 Views)
    Morning of November 21, 2019. Thursday.

    Dream #: 19,330-02. Reading time (optimized): 2 min.



    In coming out of slow-wave sleep into REM sleep, cortical arousal is slower (the weather getting hotter), so an Indonesian man (with a barely discernible ghostlike companion) in a small cage on wheels in a desert setting is the result, defining how the mind-body connection and the freedom of physical movement is absent during sleep. My instinctual self, no longer ghostlike, develops into a separate character on a concrete path near an unknown building. I think I might be in Africa or India. Gradually, despite not recalling much of my waking-life identity, I become vaguely aware I am in Australia. However, the presence of mines makes this a questionable factor, as the idea of a minefield in Australia seems unlikely. (This incidental association is a distortion of Zsuzsanna and I watching “China Gate” from 1957.) Another Indonesian male as a result of emerging but divided preconscious dynamics appears.

    I assume I may be in Indonesia, though this remains uncertain. Despite the neurological authority of the preconscious simulacrum, I do what I want for the most part. I free the first man from his cage, increasing my imaginary proprioception. I then mentally erase all the mines so we can go where we want.

    There are other unknown males. Most of them are without homes. I decide I should make houses for them. Cognitive arousal initiates, though it remains incidental, despite it integrating with the usual wall mediation, and I tell them they can call me on an emergency number if they need to. I write it near the left side of a doorway at chest level. In reality, it is not a telephone number, but from an American address from many years ago. This typical dream state cognitive error stems from it being similar to the real-life emergency number of 911 in America, though in Australia it is 000.

    My dream self maintains instinctual threads up until near the end of my dream, with neither lucidity nor my waking-life identity ever being a factor. I mentally cause houses to emerge from the desert. The walls rise from the ground on each side into a vertical position (an obvious analogy to waking and standing), though I do not recall how the roof and other details manifest other than by appearing out of nowhere. The men I am helping soon become miners.

    Subliminal acceptance of my status of being asleep comes to the forefront again. The men are sleeping outside near a fence. (It is wall mediation again, though with slow vestibular correlation rather than cognitive as in the earlier event where I wrote the number). The preconscious personification is still present but passive as I talk to him about the men. It seems they had been at a party the night before and drank too much alcohol. One man is especially out of it and drank more than the others. At this point, I slowly wake.



    The last scene represents melatonin mediation. It is disrupted in hot weather and is associated with a need for more.


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