Turquoise Dreams

9/10/14


Last night bed 1am - 7:45am

Had a pretty cool and long dream remembered upon awakening in the morning.

DR:

I work at some secret government agency. It's a large building with athmosphere more of a Googleplex, than serious government workplace. Everybody is friendly and relaxed, but I know security is tight and everybody is on alert and nobody will get fooled by anything.

It's the evening and most people went home. I'm there, finishing something up. So is another guy, younger, who may be my boss. I'm looking after 2 *kids? He brought bunch of things into another office room. There is his side arm in a holster hanging on a chair. It's a colt revolver in nice, light brown holster with open top. I get worried that kids might find it, so I go look for him. Someone tells me in a hallway, that he went to clean the floors. (haha, ophelia cleaning floors yesterday IWL). The building is huuuge. Huge rooms, halls, marble, dark corners, but clean and safe. Still lots of people walking around.

I see someone in the distance mopping. I realize that's his relaxing activity, during which he rests his mind and can brainstorm undisturbed at the same time.

I walk back to the large lobby. I'm talking to 2 females. Long and detailed convo. Some instructions and help. Back in the office.

Now I'm in a long room. A wall infront of me has at least 2 rows of computer screens hanging on it, at least 10 in each row. They are all showing something else. 2 guys there are some technicians. They are showing me tricks and how to do stuff and not do.

There is something about tracing someone on the internet, or rather how we leave electronic trail of our private things and how easily can it be discovered.

There is a website and they are showing me icons representing people that had visited it. One of the screens says OpheliaBlue. I ask them to tell me about it. They click something and find bunch of private stuff. Among others there is a black&white wedding photo of a female standing sideways, only head showing. Kinda grainy picture. They tell me that I should tell her to not put so much stuff on the internet. I ask them how can I avoid it, and they say "just don't click ctrl". I'm like "I don't remember clicking ctrl on websites". They just repeat the same thing. As if that did something, allowing a website to download stuff without my permisssion.



Next dreams is at the Airport. I'm going through lots of security checks. Talking to people. This was an earlier dream I think, because that's all I remember