This is a later segment of a dream. I was in a motel room. There was large glass windows and a hallway outside.
I look out the window directly at a lady whom I sensed that I got it on with before, I knew her in any event. She was with a guy whom I recognized from earlier in the dream. A Spanish looking guy.
I made a motion to the girl with my left hand, the hand closest to my heart. I pointed to myself with my left thumb, the rest of my left hand curled in a fist: I. Then I made a motion of drawing a heart with the index finger of my left hand: Love. Then I pointed ahead with the index finger of my left hand, the rest of my left hand curled in a fist: You. This was done silently. Dreams teach a lot, and I have to use this on my lady one day, even if it is years later.
I was at the end of a skywalk bridge with Luke Skywalker and a few of the other rebels.
Then at the other end, a large docking bay door of a spaceship in space opened. It revealed a corridor and a hallway that turned right. This was the enemy's side. There was a couple of brown leathery flaps that appeared in midspace. These were bridge platforms allowing people, robots, etc. to pass on through. Some action figures that I had, including blue 70s style STAR WARS stormtroopers went to that hallway. When I looked again, they had disappeared.
I then went back to the hallway that I was from. There was a T section which led from the skywalk to a hallway which turned to the left and to the right.
I walked forward, turned left and saw Princess Leia at at table int the hall just outside a door. At least one person sat to her left. I had to tell her that the stormtroopers were lost to the other side, and I may have lost the R2D2 as well.
This is the next installment of the King Tut death mask painting I am working on. As you can see, the picture is about 75% finished. Just a few details.
Just one or two more installments and this painting will be complete. The paintings when partially finished do have a beautiful look.
I had a dream where I was flying East over mountains.
Then I was in a dark house where I had some money.
People showed up at the house.
Then there was an office. There was a guy there wearing a black vest who said he wanted to kill himself. Just outside the windows was where I recognized to be Water street in Gastown, Vancouver Canada, with Brother's Restaurant across the street.
He had a gun which I saw vividly. This is still the window on Water Street in what would be above the cigar store, with Brother's restaurant across the street. The cigar store is one store amongst an old Victorian style architecture mini mall that has a pub and a Spanish restaurant.
I flew out that window to a restaurant where somehow, I had a mini bottle of Jack Daniels whisky which I was sipping as a treat.
A menu was produced. I was wondering about that.
An Oriental lady said she would lend me the money but that I would have to pay her back soon.
I did not want to hear this and went to a table at the back of the restaurant.
There was an old man at that table.
I saw the Oriental lady. She saw that I was angry. She was crying her blouse undone. I went up to her and asked her if she was Chinese or Indian. When she said that she was Chinese, I called her a goddamned chink. Then she came over to where I was sitting and told me that I was sitting near her desk. A guy offered me the desk where he was sitting since he was not really using that space. I saw that, to my disappointment this new seat was just a few seats across. Then I saw the two of them sitting on each other's laps. I looked away in my characteristic way, an averting of the glance which portrays total contempt.
Interpretation: In the dream world, there are no filters of ego. One responds to people based on their long held prejudices. The things that I see in this dream are the personal symbolic spinoffs of someone who is truly dedicated to being alone. Even the objects in a dream react to the dreamer's will to be a loner.
I was in a room. There was a fridge against a door. There was a table. The blonde lady next to me spoke first. Then I saw the ladies at the table. The blonde lady at the very end of the table said something nice to me. Two and three people to the right of the blonde lady at the table were two dark haired White girls. They were saying something about me, shaking their head in a very leonine and feminine way, with their lips tersely moving as they said some words, which I did not get.
I was on the upper floor of a high class apartment building. There was a party going on all throughout the building. I saw a blonde lady. She was a little bit fat. She wore a thin strapped white dress. We spoke some words and then me and her went down on our knees and we put our arms around each other and kissed passionately. She put her tongue in my mouth first, to my delight, so what was I to do but to stick my tongue in her mouth, which I did. I remember half waking up in the middle of the night, as this part of the dream was going on and observing that my mouth was moving in kiss mode.
I was at a Chinese restaurant. Then I ran into an area behind a door behind a kitchen. I was with somebody.
We ran into a bathroom. There was a toilet area and a window.
The person who was with me ran through the window and turned right down a very narrow passageway against a building next door. The other Chinese people who were chasing us looked out the window. They were after the other guy. I sat on the toilet thinking that it would be bad form for them to shoot someone sitting on a toilet.
They did not shoot me. I thanked them for not shooting me. They said, "Thank my master." I ran out of the bathroom to the hallway outside. I recognized this as somewhat resembling the house of my Oriental aunt and uncle when I was growing up.
There was an older Chinese guy. There was a couple of other Chinese guys around him. I said to him, "Mmm kwan ngor see. Ngor kay hun doe." Then that Chinese guy said, "Nay lun jun. Ngor jeh yow see lun jun."
Translation:
"It's none of my business. I was just standing there." "You are clumsy. I am clumsy sometimes, too."
As he was saying this, he briefly put a friendly left hand on my right shoulder. Then I ran out the door.
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Then I teleported to a kitchen. As I was opening a cupboard I was cutting a noose made of orange yarn that was in the cupboard.
I said, "Even if you do not win the trophy tonight, you will still win the prize for being Daddy's best girl." There was a few people in that room. I smiled at a lady to my left. When I smiled, I sensed my own health,like one senses their own physical shine when they wake up from an afternoon nap, I sensed that I was in my early twenties with my facial features softer, and not so leathery as it is now. My hairline was full and not receeding slightly as it is now. And I was wearing my black navy pea jacket.
Interpretation: Not an interpretation so much as a lingering question. Why would I be speaking a language that I despise in a dream? I don't really like the Cantonese language. I think it's stupid.
I don't like the Chinese for objective reasons, and also because of a few subjective reasons. But I don't have anything against any Chinese person in particular. I have been avoiding them for years and have not had any real conversations with any of them besides superficial surface conversations. I don't know them and prefer not to know them for any road with them followed far enough will lead to hours on end of hearing some scurrilous language, sentimentalities, asking you to pick sides, etc. I would just prefer to have as little to do with the Chinese as possible although I am still willing to give them money for take-out restaurant food like fried rice, fried noodles, etc.
I have had dream images where I saw a piece of paper with typewriting on it and all the words were French. I recognized punctuation symbols like accent accues, and circumflexes, and I saw the word etait.
Last night in a fleeting image just as I was drifting to sleep, I saw an unpainted wooden coffin with writing on it that looked very much like Russian cyrillic.
There was a young girl bent over my groin area as I was sitting on a couch in a room. I saw her shoulder blades and she was wearing a short sleeve white t-shirt with a black band at the collar and at the sleeves.
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Then I teleport to a living room area. There were a bunch of people there. I was disappointed for I thought I would be spending the evening alone at my hotel room, but I sensed that I had to sleep there.
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Then teleport again to a hut on Tatooine. I was with Luke Skywalker.
Luke pointed to a sandpeople poster on the door and said that the sandpeople were coming. I went back to the entrance, looked out an open door with yellow sunlight streaming outside, and saw some moving shadows and knew that people were going to visit. I went back into the building and was leaning against a machine. A female representative of Darth Vader's Empire along with a few military people entered.
She was to my left. I told her that this was the C3PO unit and pointed to a C3PO looking robot who had a silver face and the rest of the body was chromium blue. The Empire lady to my left asked where Ben Kenobi was. I told her that he was on a ship with Darth Vader.
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I then teleport to a ship. I am in a huge hallway room. At the end, it a set of stairs about just ten steps leading to a platform where there was Darth Vader.
He was holding a pair of lightsabers in an upside down V.
He then clapped his hands and a vertical rippling wave emanated forth and onwards. He said that he was going to use the Force to destroy the ship.
As the rippling waves emanated forth, a voice boomed, "Kill them all! Kill the cocksuckers!" Then Darth Vader moved forward going to the other side of the room where there was also a platform. I lay horizontal in a pile of corpses.
I saw Darth Vader through the pile of corpses, he was moving forward and did not see me. When he got to the platform at the other end of the room, he clapped quickly and sent one another fast rippling vertical wave.
And then he disappeared, stage left, but then reappeared again for a second.
This STAR WARS dream is one of the best I ever had. What I saw was just as good as any of the movies. Even better!
Interpretation: STAR WARS dreams are dream images of the future, just as dream images of the past can appear in dreams. Obviously, followed to its furthest logical extent, mankind will construct large city sized spaceships for interplanetary travel. About Darth Vader appearing in the dream, in the future there will be portable prosthetic breathing devices and life support suits and some people will choose to wear all black because they want to have a certain look either because they are involved with the military or else the black arts.
