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Weird mish-mash of stuff going on in an interior (though may have been or 'seen' 'outside' at least once). I seemed to see and interact with some people I knew ('recognized'), some 'fictional' people (character from books or movies), and some I just didn't recognize but who seemed ok to be around.
Two 'themes' (too much imagery to recall it in a coherent narrative). One was of becoming aware of, then I think, wanting or preparing to use or borrow someone else's idea. One person whom I saw as a former co-worker (whom I had a minor disagreement with and was thereafter wary of, as is my wont) seemed to be involved; possibly the party who might feel infringed upon if said idea was 'used'; may have been consulted. Perhaps she was annoyed by my wanting to use it and I had to ask her permission. Or else she saw what I was attempting regarding someone elses' idea and, being more in the know, corrected me. I think I ultimately got 'permission', though.
The other theme was becoming aware of how this guy who looked and/or 'felt' like 'Neville Longbottom' was in the interior complex. He seemed to be a young fellow (as in, the equivalent of no more than high school age); in other words, an adolescent full of curiosity about the world and prone to doing projects to, in part, learn more about it (but especially to document for his own use, what he knew or had been able to figure out so far). He seemed to have friends he collaborated with on various of these projects. I was looking at a giant wall screen/tv on which I was perusing some of his information/stuff, as if it were connected to his own computer, or as if I were surfing the internet, but looking at his specific stuff. Some of his stuff seemed to reflect a gnostic world view, or at the very least, a wariness concerning the 'PTB'. He seemed to be (or wanted to be) a member of a resistence movement (or perhaps hoped to, when he grew up/learned more). I was perusing yet another one of his topics/interests (bigfoot) when I suddenly started to get...rained upon, from the ceiling. Bemused, I commented upon it, but when it didn't stop, rolled over towards the screen's power button and, after a false start, managed to shut it off (thinking, I guess, that I ought to, due to the water). Someone who'd been nearby in conversation with others commented casually that oh yeah, so-and-so had 'broken the roof' there. A few people seemed to be moving around, as if preparing to go somewhere (not necessarily because of the 'rain'). I may have been preparing to depart with them (or may have incorrectly surmised that if they were leaving, I was supposed to, as well); not certain.
Two 'themes' (too much imagery to recall it in a coherent narrative). One was of becoming aware of, then I think, wanting or preparing to use or borrow someone else's idea. One person whom I saw as a former co-worker (whom I had a minor disagreement with and was thereafter wary of, as is my wont) seemed to be involved; possibly the party who might feel infringed upon if said idea was 'used'; may have been consulted. Perhaps she was annoyed by my wanting to use it and I had to ask her permission. Or else she saw what I was attempting regarding someone elses' idea and, being more in the know, corrected me. I think I ultimately got 'permission', though.
The other theme was becoming aware of how this guy who looked and/or 'felt' like 'Neville Longbottom' was in the interior complex. He seemed to be a young fellow (as in, the equivalent of no more than high school age); in other words, an adolescent full of curiosity about the world and prone to doing projects to, in part, learn more about it (but especially to document for his own use, what he knew or had been able to figure out so far). He seemed to have friends he collaborated with on various of these projects. I was looking at a giant wall screen/tv on which I was perusing some of his information/stuff, as if it were connected to his own computer, or as if I were surfing the internet, but looking at his specific stuff. Some of his stuff seemed to reflect a gnostic world view, or at the very least, a wariness concerning the 'PTB'. He seemed to be (or wanted to be) a member of a resistence movement (or perhaps hoped to, when he grew up/learned more). I was perusing yet another one of his topics/interests (bigfoot) when I suddenly started to get...rained upon, from the ceiling. Bemused, I commented upon it, but when it didn't stop, rolled over towards the screen's power button and, after a false start, managed to shut it off (thinking, I guess, that I ought to, due to the water). Someone who'd been nearby in conversation with others commented casually that oh yeah, so-and-so had 'broken the roof' there. A few people seemed to be moving around, as if preparing to go somewhere (not necessarily because of the 'rain'). I may have been preparing to depart with them (or may have incorrectly surmised that if they were leaving, I was supposed to, as well); not certain.