"911"

2003 June 07 ~ Saturday

Dream 2: "911"

I'm in this big building. [It may be the same building as in Dream 1.] I'm sitting at the bar with another man. We're friends. Soon, we get up and go into the next room. It seems to be a dining area. We sit at a table. I think there's a band playing. A guy comes up to me. (I think he's in the band.) He starts molesting me. He kisses me. I get angry and hit him, but he's about 250 pounds and I seem to be particularly weak. When I hit him, it seems to have no effect. He doesn't go away. A little later, he slaps my butt. I hit him every time he does something, but I can't manage to hurt him. So I decide to get help. I'll call 911. The mobile phone I have is unfamiliar and I don't know how to work it. I borrow the other guy's. I don't know how to work that either. I get up and walk around the building looking for a phone. I can't find one. I know I had my mobile phone with me earlier. I must have left it some where. I go to the lounge to ask the people working the bar if they found it. They didn't. I check somewhere else. I head back to the dining area. The room I expected to be it, seems to be a different dining area. I see a person in drag. I walk through the room and it seems that everyone in there is in drag. -The men dressed as women and the women dressed as men. I get through the room. (Nobody bothers me along the way.) On the other side of that room is the room I expected to find. I get back to my table. The Ogre is still hassling me so I leave. //
I go home. [This not a place I recognize, awake.] It's a row home. As I get there, the Ogre is coming out of my house saying that he's having trouble getting into my computer, and he asks me for my password! I can't believe this! I hit him again but still can't hurt him. I go to the house next store. I bang on the door and ask to use the phone. They won't open the door. They seem leery of me. I ask them to call 911. I figure if I keep bugging them, they'll either let me use the phone or call 911 themselves. Either way, the police will come. Soon I see a police car out front. I don't think they called but it doesn't matter. They're here and I can ask for help. I run toward the police car. I'm almost there when I see the Ogre come out of the house, get into the car and start to drive away. I turn and run to the car. I grab onto it and keep yelling to the police for help.
He stops and goes into a building. I follow and the police come too. I go in and he comes walking back, but it doesn't look like him. It is a normal-sized guy and he looks very ordinary. He also acts non-threatening and talks as though he doesn't know what I'm talking about. Maybe it's not the Ogre, but I feel like it is. //
I find my self in a different part of the building. There are 2 or 3 men there. Somehow I know that I have finally found the help I need. One of them talks to me. (I think I told him that I need help and why.) He shows me different things that can help. He can move objects with his mind and he makes things that look like snakes come out of the floor and out of the wall. He can control these things. He says that these would stop that guy from bothering me. Yes they would! Now how can I make that happen? I ask him how he does this. He starts to explain but I don't understand, so I ask him to teach me how to do it. He agrees. He tells me that I have to learn to focus my attention (or something that roughly translates to attention). He shows me something on the wall and tells me to stare at it. There is a little white spot on it that I thought at first was glare. The thing moves around and he instructs me to keep my attention on the little spot. I concentrate and keep my eye on the thing. It starts to move in wider loops and I think I should be somehow making it stay in a smaller area. I wonder how long it will take to develop the abilities that I witnessed. I see some papers on a table and I try to straighten them and they align themselves into a neat pile. That was too easy. I look and it seems that one of the other men made that happen, not me. I try again on a different pile but again I think it was the other guy who really did it. I need to find another test, or maybe I should just keep focusing on the spot.