I had a very vivid dream last night that I was riding on a float in our town's Christmas Parade with our local community theater group. I was not planning on being on a float in the parade since I was working on the parade and handling logistics. I was walking around checking out all of the floats in the queue when someone with the community theater group asked if I could get on their float since they were missing a few people. On the float, they were acting out different scenes from the Christmas Story Movie to promote the play we have every December that follows the move plot. I was asked to play the kid who got his tongue stuck the flag pole at school. I was flailing my arms and moving my upper body around acting like I was stuck. During the parade route, I remember looking around to see my friends who were watching the parade. I remember many taking a double take when we went by since they knew I do not normally act, and I was on the float acting that my tongue was stuck to the flag pole. Not sure why I had this dream, but ride on the float and details of the parade route/crowd were both very vivid and exactly how I remember both from prior parades.
Morning of December 20, 2017. Wednesday. This dream seems to indirectly stem from another (“Lounge Room Enterprise”), though the setting is now like a movie theater, though with the essence of our lounge room. I still view it as a public place. The time has changed to be more near the evening. The movie playing is “It’s a Wonderful Life” (from 1946). I am sitting in the second row from the front. As I am watching the movie, I look to my right and see who may be an elderly lady. She reminds me vaguely of my mother (though is not her). Other unknown people are present. At one point, James Stewart, in the black-and-white scene, partly emerges from the screen, seemingly pointing a gun at someone in the first row, which makes me slightly wary of where I am sitting. I am wondering how real the movie will be. I decide to move to a different seat and walk to the left to the aisle. I look back, noticing that what I had thought was the female patron is now a big pillow, which was upright in the seat. There seem to be more of them in other areas. I feel a bit puzzled and begin to wonder if there was supposed to be a gun in that scene. I go back to see that the screen is mostly flat, but again walk back to the left. I find a door that goes into an area behind the screen. I become very puzzled, because I do not realize that a movie is only two-dimensional. There are a couple empty boxes in what seems like a storage area. There was no preconscious modulation here when the avatar (Jimmy Stewart) initiated. The precursory event did not seem directed at me. I must have subliminally projected my conscious self identity into another avatar during RAS mediation as is sometimes the case. However, no drama ensued, and I ended up in liminal space (the storage area being autosymbolic of this state as a precursor to waking). The movie theater is autosymbolic of mediating the dream state. The presence of pillows was also a typical dream state indicator. Readability score: 73.
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