Weird Dream

I just slept 10 hours. I had the weirdest dream. It kept changing contexts so fast. This is what I can remember.

A large group of people had just gone outside. I was in my early 20s. Most of the people there were also my age, and I had a vague notion that we were all part of a group - a school or company. There was an entrance to what looked like a broken down mine shaft, with a shed like front door. LEading up to it was a short cement walkway.

There were older men there, examining portions of the walk way. I could see interfaces coming up from the cement, exposing various levels of technology. There was water pipes, but also higher level of tech, like fiber optic cable, and futuristic stuff that I had know idea what they were.

The older men kept coming up to me telling me important things that one would ex-[ect they would tell the leader of the group, but I was not the leader, so they had to tell someone, and I looked responsible, so they told me. All I can remember is one of them saying. You cannot continue to have Radar unless you renew your Radar licencse".

I went inside the mine shaft. It had rough hewn edges, but looked different than one would ecpect a mine shaft to be. There was a room carved into the side of the main shaft, to the left, just after coming into the mine. It was filled with equipment. It looked like large replicas of baby toys. There were these things that looked like Fischer-Price toy vacuum cleaners, but they were adult size. They looked like they were made out of cheap plastic. They were mostly white, with a trim of baby pink or baby blue.

There were 2 sizes, one smaller than the other. The smaller ones were pink. One of my peers knew about them, and took one by the handle. It was then that I notised that instead of a vacuum snout, there was a rotating blade interface, like a lawn mower with the blades facing forwards. It was like a lawn mower that had been modified to be a weapon. The peer took a smaller one, and started pullling it back and forth like a vacuum cleaner, but rapidly. It was not turned on, so he was making the "engine noises" by humming/growling. This was all in jest. He took a close jab at soomeone, then said "This is the Fox, it kills tomorrow". I understood his meaning to be "this weapon is only meant to wound". Then he gestured with his other had to one of the bigger, blue-accented attack-mowers, and said: "This is the Wolf, it kills today", meaning that this weapon was specifically designed to kill in one stroke.

Then we all went into a room that looked lke a classroom for a lab class. The room was mostly filled with people - I was the last to arrive. Most of the guys in the room were had school jackets on, and were acting like Jocks. I quickly sat down. Someone said my first name: "Larry". Everyone was seated, and I could not tell who was speaking. I did not know who was speaking, nor did I recognize the voice, but I knew it wasn't the voice of the teacher. He said my name again. I still did not respond. So then 5 jocks all sitting next to each other near the front of the room raised their hands. Everyone in the room had smirks on their faces, like they were in on the joke. The Name Caller knew that this was a tease/stall tactic, so he called my name again firmly. I raised my hand and said "here".

The caller began to call out other names. I do not remember them. But at one point, a cacausian student near to me stood up and sat down again when a name was called. Prior to this, everyone had just been raising their hand. When the next name was called, the same guy stood up, and there was snickering throughout the room, like that was real funny. He quickly sat back downm and hid himself from view, but then just as quickly, another person stood up in the exact same space, but this time an Afro-Amoercian male in a school jacket. This one also quickly got down under the table quickly, out of sight, and was replaced by a girl wearing a scarf. She was frightened or embarassed, and so stood up very slowly, and rellay didn't get very high, not any higher than the people who were seated. Some of the guys thought this was pretty funny.

That's all I can remember.
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I continue to sleep on top of an electric blanket turned up to high. The dog had peed on my bed cover, so I only had a sheet on top of the electric blanket. This is really improving my health. For the lat 2 mornings, I have had a thin film of sweat absorped into my under-shirt, and had to change. I get up from the bed with no back pain or stiffness/soreness, and I have more energy.

It is not like I have a lot of energy, but before, I would wake up feeling like I had no energy at all - completely drained.

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I remember a little bit of another dream. I was in the SF bay Area. A tourist from Normay came up to me, and started asking me about this restaurant that was nort of the Bay Area in Fairfield, that was supposed to be authentic Norwegian cuisine. I told him I had been there, and that the food was authentic. Then he asked "Do they use Norwegian Curries?'. I responded with "That's the hard part. Sometimes they can't always get them, so they have to use American Curries."