hmm... i'm not Mr g, and this is hardly a synchro - but anyway, i found a dream written, from 13/4/16:
bus, arriving to a camping. fensed area. cafateria. talking to a woman\girl, persuading a curly young man, nerd looking, eye glasses, pale skin, to climb a tower with me - stairs to high levels. he goes, i try a shortcut - kind of veranda, requires a bit of climbing (over its rail) - not too difficult, but, as if gravity got immense, i can't move.
eventually i recover, cross the rails back, ascend the regular stairs. the boy went upstairs and now coming back, pissed, completely mad: "you let me go alone, ha? i'll tell them! i'll tell them you told me to climb up (for which they will shut me on the spot), i'll tell them ...(something else for which they will shoot me on the spot - if they won't shoot me merely for being there) people pass by, he fulfills his threat, tells them. an (uncharacteristic) deadly fear - death any minute, no way out - they don't shoot for some reason. a wide area, armed people are walking by - the end! but no one shoots.
woke needing couple of hours more sleep to recover. a hypnogogic vision on falling back to sleep: little electric black square plastic box - "0" wriiten on it. thought:
"need to be replaced! into? : 0 in power0!"
burst into laughter, which woke me. (no clue what was so funny).
later (that day?) i red on-line something about a box the size of match-box all polititians (aledgedly) secretly wore under their lepels during the 60-70, which transmitted a hissing, electric static sound, aimed at keeping their mood uplifted, against woodo-like stuff, that was transmitted around them routinely to let down their mood and judgment.
maybe it's about the static sound*, most of the time sounds like waves, which my lap-top is making recently - and is it good? or is it bad? it's heavy anyway. and music is mostly disabled - the slow mod of my mothly cycle...
*i mentioned this - saying my lap-top plays sound of the dark sea of concouseness - in the shout box conversation with nemo, in the middle of which he banned me, gathered all my threads on that board into a geto forum and since i deleted all, he re-loaded them and banned me from writing/editing/deleting on "my own" forum. but i also mentioned tamahtufa, net of karma, the narrative that keeps being deleted...