2 dreams during my recent turmoil

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2 dreams during my recent turmoil
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>This is an outline of two dreams I recently had. This has been a 'more than usual' stressful time, due to the probable sale of some property behind me, that will no doubt result in more new construction and traffic running directly past my property, 10 ft from my bedroom wall.
This means all the trees back there will be bulldozed, just as is happening all over this town now.
### Greed is Rampant

>the second source of stress was the completely unexpected death of my NEW PC, which I bought last July. It was still under warranty, so I am now coming to you from an HP "Victus"

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>But just like packing up to move to a new home, it has taken me three whole days to get back to where I was a week ago.
So onwards and not so upwards.
#### Dream segment one
In this dream, I was suddenly standing on a gently sloping hillside, rather barren. At the bottom, there was a narrow stream (see above photo)
The otherside had a bluff; the bank was about 10-15 ft above the level of the river. On the right stood a rather dilapedated, ramshackle house with a screened porch.
On the left, there was a stone tower, like you'd see in an Irish ruin.
On my side to my left, there were some scraggly bushes, and a heavy metal plate, that seemed to be covering a shaft that dropped down, possibly a well or storm drain access.
Turning around looking back uphill, there was a small, also decrepit looking mobile home, with a screened porch, much of that screen was missing.
In that way of dreams, I knew that I had just purchased this barren property.
Hearing someone talking in the distance, I turned back to the stream, and there, on the other side were two men. One who must have come from the shack looked like a hillbilly, the other man who must have come from the tower, was stark naked.
"I wonder if he knows about the murders over there" one asked the other.
"I dunno, but I hope he doesn't go berserk crazy as well" answered the other.
Not wanting to be left out, I stuck my thumbs in my ears, stuck out my tongue and did my best approximation of a lunatic dancing.
They looked at each other, shrugged and went to their respective places.
When I turned once more back to the trailer, there right behind me stood a man.
No vehicles, no horses, no nothing. He seemed to have just appeared.
He took me to the run down trailer, gave me the keys and said "Good Luck" and vanished.
I should have left right then, but I had no idea how ***I*** had gotten there either.
Inside the trailer was a mess, it stank of a long time resident who didn't bathe often.
I went looking, the back end of the trailer seemed truncated, with a sizeable bathroom set up containing a number of handicapped seats, swings and shower chairs.
Mold and filth every where, I woke up from that nightmare.

>My Analysis?
Possible new neighbors coupled with the fact that I am handicapped and not a very good housekeeper perhaps?

### Dream segment two, from last night.

Main Character is Tomsan Kattacal, my real life friend from [you know where](https://www.facebook.com/jerry.e.smith1/), who lives in India.
Oddly, I am inside with him, as if we were one person in two bodies.

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[image from pixabay](https://cdn.pixabay.com/photo/2023/01/19/22/47/ai-generated-7730348_1280.jpg) <sup>but modified a bit</sup>
Everyone lives in dismal gray dormitory style barracks. The people living there, live there all their lives and are tasked with maintaining the building.
All the pipes and walls are caked with many layers of paint and grime

Food is ‘cooked’ in large vats and piped to each dorm.

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[pixabay](https://cdn.pixabay.com/photo/2019/06/01/12/54/fantasy-4244101_1280.jpg)
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Tomsan (and I) are sent to a shrine in the mountains. Wine is produced in that area.
Tomsan is given some barrels of wine to take back down to the dorm area.

It is a very wide, gently sloping but curving dirt road.

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[image from Peakpix](https://w0.peakpx.com/wallpaper/144/897/HD-wallpaper-huge-mountains-and-sun-rays.jpg)

Tomsan is trying to carry 6 wooden barrels in his arms around his torso.
I suggest putting them up and carrying them on his head.

He manages to balance this impossible load for a while, then stumbles in fatigue and falls into the ditch alongside the road.
Now (I’m corporeal and separate) I help him out of the ditch and retrieve the casks, but we hear a noise.

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[pixabay](https://cdn.pixabay.com/photo/2023/07/09/14/50/truck-8116334_1280.jpg)
A LARGE mostly automated road plow/grader rounds the curve above us and is heading our way.
The drivers whose faces were those of two friend of ours (real life from You know where, both live in India), Sulur Ignatius and Prabhu Das, didn’t see us.
I started yelling, jumping up and down and waving my arms in the headlights (it had begun raining) and at the last moment they saw me and stopped.
{Scene Shift}
My dual character (Tomsan/Jerry) awakens in a dark place, a room with long vats of liquid. We approach one and reach in, there are long membranous bags with bodies inside, many bodies.

We touch the first one and a fully clothed and developed Indian/Hindu woman opens her eyes and looks at us, then she rolls over, this creates a wave as each body next in line must also roll over.

We are now frightened and turn to run away in the dimness, but we stumble.

We see lights and shapes approaching.

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[Pixabay, modified](https://cdn.pixabay.com/photo/2020/02/05/02/47/lady-4819968_1280.png)
The first appears to be humanoid, tall with a glowing star like gem or something on its forehead.
It looks at us, but floats on past us.
Behind it there is a hunchbacked person, Caucasian with the face of [Henry Winkler](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Henry_Winkler) 

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who helps us up.
He says that we must get back to our dorm, but it wouldn’t be long now because of all the heat created by the wars and stupidity in the north were going to cause the world to end.

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[Pixabay](https://cdn.pixabay.com/photo/2019/07/15/21/05/fantasy-4340432_1280.jpg)
The globe was already girdled by desert because all the greedy people kept clearing the forests to build more factories, breed more people to work in those factories, build more cardboard cut out houses for those people, who became cogs in the capitalist consumer economy and went through their lives blind, because they didn’t know the history of how the Sahara and the Middle East BECAME deserts.

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[Pixabay](https://cdn.pixabay.com/photo/2020/04/23/06/29/moon-5081294_1280.jpg)
No, it wouldn’t be long now.

>my analysis?
I bought this house and property where I now live almost exactly 3 yrs ago
In that time, I've spent a great deal (to me) of money fixing things, exploring my woods at the back of the place and looking forward to finishing out my days here.
This was/is [Mableton Ga](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mableton,_Georgia) which until last year, was 'unincorporated Cobb County'(ie it was not a city)
Last year the general population voted to become a city. I voted against it.
In the last year, LARGE TRACTS of forested property have been totally cleared to make room for MORE HOUSES/APARTMENTS and multi family dwellings.
But seems to me no one is taking into account the added traffic, the increased load on the sewer lines (this is a nearly 200 yr old area) and
MORE IMPORTANTLY TO ME, where are the animals that now live in those areas going to live?
[//]:# (!pinmapple 33.80985 lat -84.56851 long My house d3scr)

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I am in dispair of our future, mine especially here in Georgia.
Perhaps I'll sell out and move to Ireland or Scotland.

## <center>_"My dreams of dispair"_
<sup>by</sup>
_Jerry E Smith_
©11/16/2023
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