Dream Thread

I'm on a tour. It might be sponsored by a university (see below). The first night's accommodations are in the dorm of (a different) university. There start to be problems. First with the accommodations. We're all asked to sleep in the hallway of the dorm (even though earlier I and some others had moved our stuff into dorm rooms). Then, the next day, we aren't able to enter the tour site (something archeological, I think). The tour directors try to offer alternate sites to visit, but they're a real disappointment to everyone involved, so they decide to throw in the towel. That will involve a 5 hour walk back to the origin of the tour (which is also 2/3 of the way across the state of Georgia). They tell us all to meet at a local landmark called "The Butcher's Block" in two hours to start the walk, but they only give us vague directions as to where it is. I walk through a mall and outside the mall looking for someone who might be able to tell me where "The Butcher's Block" is. Eventually, I see the dean of the university that arranged the tour (he's 2/3 of a state away from where he should be). I ask him if he has heard that the tour was a bust. He says no, but then he starts going through the checklist of things we were supposed to see on the tour and asking if I went to those sites. I answer "no," but guiltily, as though I had skipped them out of laziness or lack of interest, rather than because we couldn't get into the sites.
What an interesting dream :)
Lots of doubles there too (the dean and you, the two universities, the distance from a point in the state which appears to at times equal zero).
I could think of "the state of Georgia" possibly being a metaphor for "the state of life", since "georgia" means agriculture - also nice world play there: the state of life gets simplified to just "life". And 2/3 in, along with an archaeological dig, is about present and past.
 
What about "Butcher's Block," Kyr? That's the mystery to me. That one element in the dream had a very specific name.
 
reading anything about warfare so that you might have combined butcher's bill and writer's block ?
 
What about "Butcher's Block," Kyr? That's the mystery to me. That one element in the dream had a very specific name.
Maybe the local landmark, known as "Butcher's Block", was the dean? :) They did tell you to be there in another double ("2 hours"). Would account both for vague directions and the general ambiguity of position (since it is mobile). It remains "local", in the context of being in the state of Georgia.
Going on a limb now, of course, but assuming the dig was the remains of some old event, what would block you from getting there would be a block to the metaphorical butchery in the old event.
 
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Well, the dean did effectively replace the Butcher's Block, because I never did find that before the dream ended, and he was the last thing I did find.
 
Dreams regularly use hidden doubles (and sometimes obvious ones). Basically you can't identify someone as responsible, if they are presented as someone else.
It's a bit like angles in trigonometry, where an angle may originally pass as quite alien/unknown, but later on it's established that it is equal to a known one.

If I understood correctly (I might not), you were originally contracted by the dean who came to meet you later on at/as the Butcher's Block? If so, both he and you traveled the same distance in the state. In a way you never moved,or he didn't move, until you met. This is nice, because if you divide a length to two parts, you inevitably get three points: 2/3, or alternatively if you divide it to 3 parts, you get 2 cuts:

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In the case of the two cuts (top image), it's pretty natural that each acts as a block, and it exactly prevents you from going over 2/3. ("over" again has a double meaning).
Do note that while some/all the above may indeed play a part in what is going on in your dream, they wouldn't account for all or most of it. Besides, the 2/3 stuff seem to be rather double-meaning-ridden, and with the lines I only presented possibly a part of their lesser meaning.
 
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Well, I only came to know that the tour had been sponsored by a university when I met the dean. Until then, I'd just been on a tour that went bad. When he clearly knew the sites I was to have visited, I surmised that the original point of departure must have been his university.

I'm reading a book on Tudor history, r16, which involves some sporadic military engagements. But I've actually never heard the term "butcher's bill."

All I know butcher's block as is a possible surface for kitchen counters: basically wood; you could use any part of it as a cutting board (but you don't because of possibility of cross-contamination of foods).

I'll think what those two words, together or apart might mean to me. I am working on a writing project, but not experiencing block.

As for where I met the dean. When the tour directors said we were going to walk back to our point of origin, they either showed, or their description made pop into my mind a map of Georgia, with a route running from the NW to the SE marked in dark ink, as the path we would cover in our five hours of walking. I've just now fired up a map of Georgia and the route would run from about Calhoun to Vidalia. I didn't know those town names in the dream. I barely know them in real life. I can just picture vividly where the route ran, and I superimpose it on the map I'm looking at now. By the time I meet the dean, I haven't left Calhoun, but he, instead of being in Vidalia, is in Calhoun. So he's come all the way to me.

By the way, he was in the process of being filmed when I met him, maybe for an advertisement for his university, and he took a break from the filming to grill me on which tour sites I'd gone to.
 
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Ultimately another person can only project their own thoughts ^^
I thought of this coincidence too: In 5 hours you'd walk 2/3 of the state, which means that to walk to the half-point (1/2 of the state) you'd need 3.333... hours. If i was writing a story with dark allusions, it would be nice to have the doubles run a combined 6.66... hours to there, while also meeting at/as -read backwars: sa-ta-(n)- at some Butcher(')s Block.
Also elegant that both the dean and you said "no", while (apparently) both knowing you were lying. In my story one would be in the Butchers Block (where Butchers block stuff), but the other one would be in the Butchers Block (where butchers are themselves blocked), so they do have a distinct role.
 
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Not being the mathematician you are, I doubt my dream's distances have any of the meaning you're assigning them.

But I'm mulling over your point about doubles.

You're welcome to use my dream content for a short story.:)
 
Dreamed of a dragon attacking a castle. The princess wanted to defend from the rampart attached hall, the safest position against the human invaders, but weak to the dragon. After two failed attempts (cuz respawn?) we went for the keep defense. The dragon couldn’t reach us but the humans overran the rest and we were weak.

I found some fire extinguishers and the princess and cadre were mad because the anachronism was breaking their immersion.

So I brought an extinguisher down into the cellar/basement area where all the Amazon delivery boxes etc were kept out of sight (again, as they broke the immersion). The cellar was the worst defensible spot and the dragon attacked. It breathed fire at me through its nostrils, so I used the extinquisher real close at the right nostril pointed at me. It worked to contain the flame until the extinguisher ran out before the very smug dragon did, I was obliterated and woke up,
 
I found some fire extinguishers and the princess and cadre were mad because the anachronism was breaking their immersion.
Ha!
 
I think I once had Civ game mechanics figure in a dream. I wish I could call it back to mind.
 
Had a short weird CFC related dream. I dreamt I said that wanted to change my username but wasn't sure to what. Then a mod change it to a placeholder name like user6873 or something. The idea was was it would stay like that until I figured what my new username would be. This stressed me out as it was a lame nick and I wasn't sure what I wanted to change it to. Or even if I wanted to change it in the first place as people would no longer recognise me.

I only remember that one bit. It was super random and weird and made me giggle a bit.
 
Had a short weird CFC related dream. I dreamt I said that wanted to change my username but wasn't sure to what. Then a mod change it to a placeholder name like user6873 or something. The idea was was it would stay like that until I figured what my new username would be. This stressed me out as it was a lame nick and I wasn't sure what I wanted to change it to. Or even if I wanted to change it in the first place as people would no longer recognise me.

I only remember that one bit. It was super random and weird and made me giggle a bit.
Cool story, user6873 :) And welcome to the forum!
 
Then a mod change it to a placeholder name like user6873 or something.
If it's any consolation, you'll always be user6873 to me, Snerk.

CFC posters have figured in dreams of mine. One time I knew that something I'd written was going to be seen by Farm Boy. Not a post that he'd see here, but a written document that would move on to his review. And when timsuptonothin was constantly talking about punching people, him punching someone figured in a dream.
 
Tbh I'll be a little disappointed if an admin doesn't change my name to user6873 now.
 
sometime after the earthquake ı saw Kym Possible in a .gif format . ı know she is not real , merely a cartoon character that arrived here long after ı stopped following cartoons , recently learned her doppelganger or evil twin in greens and blacks is called Shego , but ı know it was Kym on operations in a night setting . Who becomes kim in Turkish , so no doubt it is a play on "Who could possibly?"

sometime later ı ended up hosting or guiding some young lady , currently famous , but like 35 years younger in any case . This is no doubt boredom due inaction , going back to museum days . ı see my late father a lot in construction sites like 3 decades ago .

last night was of "the sequel" . Of a dream ı remember having before . Me travelling back home over some distance . Two guys who were in the first "film" for me to ask which road to take out of the strange town were there again , being Goverment people who are sent to new towns over the years . Because it would be cheap to have a disaster dream about earthquakes , mine involved flooding and the damsel in distress situation was a the-same-but-improved case . Instead of a guy who is not me with a shovel against a bad guy , it was a guy who is not me with a shovel against two bad guys . Relatives and stuff with their faces covered with warts . With an extra bad guy and a bad woman attacking from behind . If ı dream this into a triology , ı am pretty sure ı will have to hire Jackie Chan or Donnie Yen to fight against 9 ... And because every movie has to have Blacks these days , there was a Black Lady and ı rejected her because that was like imposing my understanding of beauty and whatever into stuff ı ever didn't get a chance to learn . Ended up with Dreamcaster explaining to a colleague that ı would try to do something about social issues for real through the medium of film , if ı was going to do anything like that . Must be a yearly check . They don't just trust anti-matter bombs to some loony , you know .
 
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