Morning of July 28, 2014. Monday.
I am in a primarily undefined location but with somewhat of a background sense that it may be our last home on Barolin Street (though I also sense that there is a minor composite element of Gellibrand Street in Brisbane). The imagery and idea that dominates the central flow of the dream relates to my attention on a large plastic doll, of about two feet or less, of the typical generic type that represents, somewhat ambiguously, a female two-year-old in standing position dressed in perhaps 1890s fashion. I soon notice a reasonable number of signatures (mostly in blue and black ink) of former classmates, friends, and people of my age I knew but whom were not in my classes. The handwriting is mostly on the lower arms, hands, and legs.
I soon also notice that the doll, oddly, has a randomly wrapped length of sections of retied grayish “wire” or perhaps nonmetallic craft sinew - perhaps a total of about four feet or less, there only being three or four sparse twists around each limb and a few around the body. The “wire” firstly seems soft even at the juncture of the several knots here and there (though this perspective changes near the last part of the dream). There is also a small booklet that is linked to it (I think tied on with a small thin ribbon around the neck) which seems to hold a series of messages (by different people over time) intended for anyone that temporarily has the doll before they mail it to someone else, the flow of the writing a bit like some friendly nostalgic threads (possible play on “wire”) of a classmates-reunion-style Internet forum. The doll, for some reason, also serves as some sort of fancy FB or "friendship booklet" which is sent person to person to add messages and their contact details (a common practice during the older era of “hobbyist” pen pals, some of whom annoyingly and intentionally collected the booklets and foldables of various themes, styles, and materials instead of ever passing them on). I am the most recent receiver but am not sure who to send it to. I read a message from my best male friend from school days - Toby T, which talks about what a good idea it is.
A little later, there are then two dolls that are very similar, but the second one has not been sent to as many people. The second one has rather sharp and thicker barbed wire around it in a few areas of the limbs and body as well as a small part of the head - and a problematic length of it is actually disentangled. I contemplate sending both of the “friendship booklets” on their way, but feel a bit uncertain and socially uneasy because of the potential harm the projecting barbed wire presents for those I send it on to (even in picking up the package itself assuming it is soft-wrapped). I even test the presumed danger by moving my hand around the wire to make sure it is flatter and not of a potential to accidentally cut someone, but soon come to understand it would not be a good idea to mail either doll because of the nature of wire itself. There is also the higher in-dream awareness and play (from many years of experience though I am not lucid in-dream) of “quantum entanglement” (mainly from my present persistence in backtracking my lifetime since birth) and my own knowledge of exponential branching from one core event or so-called destiny point.
The dream eventually starts to lose cohesion yet partially “translates” metaphorically into several unusual but obvious associations (something that has greatly helped me in my dream-work over the many many years). When I look at the second doll again, it is actually (or has become) a flat cardboard cut-out doll but of the same overall design and (at least frontal) appearance (which is my subconscious recognizing and affirming that there are “different dimensions”, both lower and higher - for example, the 3-D doll becomes 2-D in-dream instead of the far more common reversal of this property). Not only that, it begins to divide into sections of a potential to rebuild from various parts, even the nose then needing to go into or over the face which has a cut-out circle where the circular nose-related cut-out would fit into as well as an additional full face cut-out for some reason (perhaps related to how a circle of friends or associates can be “nosy” with each other in their communication). It very vaguely reminds me of 3-D printing but with thin sheets of cardboard in various shapes - in other words, it has self-transformed into a fairly complex paper tole project. I am not sure what to do, as it seems a bit of a difficult task to meet the responsibility of getting on with the passing on of the school-reunion-related messages and “autographs”.
Several layers can be touched upon, a few I will share here. One is a play on “wiring someone” as in sending them a message, though there may also be “strings attached” to the involvement in communication. Another relates to when I was checking for the flatness (or safe nature) of the barbed wire and the entire doll itself becomes completely flat and 2-D, almost like an over-the-top serving of my focus of intent (though, again, I am not lucid at any point). I am also a “conduit” here, by passing on something from the collective consciousness to another domain of consciousness, a sort of liminal state but still in-dream.
