Yabba dae won...?
Oct. 22nd, 2008 08:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
triadruidThat has to win for "weirdest multi-night dream sequence" in the history of...ever.
The last several nights, I've woken up with lines of numbers running through my head, as if I'm scanning/entering a spreadsheet, or transcribing a numbers station. I'm doing other things in the dream, though by the time I wake up enough to realize that I was dreaming (this is a common problem for me, actually), the context has completely faded and I'm left with stuff like:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
featherynscale posited that I might be part of a distributed telepathic monitoring network, like a dreamtime SETI@Home.
So last night I was able to "elucidate" what was going on by watching for the events around the number sequences. Eventually it became clear that I was doing an undercover/infiltration job wherein I had to imitate a big-time preacher of a megachurch. This was so difficult on my psyche that I was taught a technique for shutting down my actual emotional responses to things, and overlaying them with programmed responses that were called up by internal recitation of the numbers. Essentially, hacking my brain. Once I realized I'd written/originally decompiled whatever it was I was running, I was able to relax.
Of course, that freed up some memory to watch the rest of the dream, but besides the preacher gig, I didn't learn anything interesting except that "yabba day one" (phonetically) is/will have been being slang for a "Mr. Yuck" style reaction to something. I am irrationally disappointed to have been unable to confirm this so far via Google.
The last several nights, I've woken up with lines of numbers running through my head, as if I'm scanning/entering a spreadsheet, or transcribing a numbers station. I'm doing other things in the dream, though by the time I wake up enough to realize that I was dreaming (this is a common problem for me, actually), the context has completely faded and I'm left with stuff like:
23. 90 127 3 3 51. 20. 35.. Yesterday I came up to consciousness fast enough to realize that the same thing I'd been doing for several nights running was not actually related to any of the 73 coding projects I'm doing, but not what the context was. featherynscale posited that I might be part of a distributed telepathic monitoring network, like a dreamtime SETI@Home.So last night I was able to "elucidate" what was going on by watching for the events around the number sequences. Eventually it became clear that I was doing an undercover/infiltration job wherein I had to imitate a big-time preacher of a megachurch. This was so difficult on my psyche that I was taught a technique for shutting down my actual emotional responses to things, and overlaying them with programmed responses that were called up by internal recitation of the numbers. Essentially, hacking my brain. Once I realized I'd written/originally decompiled whatever it was I was running, I was able to relax.
Of course, that freed up some memory to watch the rest of the dream, but besides the preacher gig, I didn't learn anything interesting except that "yabba day one" (phonetically) is/will have been being slang for a "Mr. Yuck" style reaction to something. I am irrationally disappointed to have been unable to confirm this so far via Google.
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Date: 2008-10-22 01:34 pm (UTC)Huh.
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Date: 2008-10-22 02:23 pm (UTC)no subject
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