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Fragment: System Overwrite Would be a Lie

Something was wrong on system, and someone else suggested to overwrite it all with different version, but I objected because that would be a lie.

Over the Top Gift for Stranger

A woman whom we do not know in waking life, who in the dream was a neighbor of someone we know, in this dream this woman was retirement age and she had a granddaughter, but I did not see the granddaughter.

The dream starts with the woman picking up a brown paper bag contents unknown which I had set out for her in my front yard which was different than waking life. I saw her, and said something like, you must be so and so, nice to meet you.

Somewhere in this dream, the woman lent my sons something of her granddaughter's. So to repay the favor I bought for the granddaughter an electronic gaming device with one game and a Halloween costume (I think it was an Iron Man costume, anyway a superhero one, mostly something a boy would be more likely to like). My husband saw me buy all this, and he said it was over the top, but out of some reason the part he objected to was the costume not the electronic device. He thought the costume should be for our son instead, but I objected that he wants to be Peter Pan for Halloween, not Iron Man.

Night of October 30, 1970. Friday.



There is a knock at the front door of my Cubitis home seemingly at night, which may be a trick-or-treater regardless of the possible later time (and the implied in-dream date may be a day later). My mother answers (I may have been doing something earlier in my dream but I do not recall that part). It is an allover short-haired orange monster standing there in our carport (but otherwise has all the anatomical form of a human). However, it soon turns out to be my older brother Jim, holding the full-head mask in the bend of his left arm like a helmet after removing it (and I also have a vague idea that it actually is a motorcycle helmet, though he did not have a motorcycle in real life until much later). He seems happy and optimistic. (I had not seen him for some time in real life, since living at North Monroe Street.) In real life, he was jovial and never “monster-like” in any way in my perspective, though he was overweight most of his life.

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This rather short dream had two precognitive layers. You might find it strange that saying a visitor showing up on Halloween after my dream was precognitive. However, this really was the first and only time we ever had a trick-or-treater (and it was after dark) while living in Cubitis for nearly ten years - and my mother answered the door. Not only that, it was an older and stockier teenager (high school student) who neither my mother nor myself knew the identify of, but he was wearing a homemade paper mask and not a costume of any kind. It seemed a bit eerie (and of the same slightly anxious mood as the door was answered while I had been in the same location as in my dream). The second facet was that my older brother Jim came to visit us later, which was the first and only time he had been in Cubitis. We did not know at the time that he would be visiting as such.

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