Ritual of Feeding Breakfast to the Dead.

I write this while the dream is still fresh within my mind.  I must remember to mention the name of the man, Shelly Uri.  That seemed important.  He was a captain of some sort.  Wore what looked like a navy officer's uniform.

 

The dream was of an oriental ritual: The feeding of the dead.  Whether the ritual is real or not, or currently performed or an ancient practice, I do not know.  In the dream, those recently dead either came to or were brought to a table where a meal of a couple of eggs, toast and perhaps bacon was prepared for them.  It was served on good solid plates with real silverware on white napkins.  The presentation of the meal was not with cheap throwaway utensils, although it was not fine china either.  It was good home cooked meal served properly.

 

Oddly, I did not notice any drinks supplied.

 

As they sat at the school lunchroom styled picnic table, the meal was placed in front of them so they could ritualistically have/enjoy a final meal; a warm breakfast, the memory of which they would take into the afterlife.

 

After a little while, no rush, the uneatened meal would be gathered -- basically the plate was collected -- and all the uneatened meal would be scraped into the garbage and the plate and utensils sent to be washed.

 

Once the food had been taken away, the dead person would also either be walked away or carried away for further processing which I assumed meant a burial.  This meal was meant to be a good memory for the recently dead, like a funeral and wake is in American society, but in this instance, the ritual is/was very curt and direct.

 

In the dream, the principal participants were all or almost all oriental.  The line of people to be processed was very, very long.  Indeed, the Cook commented to his crew that they needed to keep making meals to keep up.  They didn't have to rush anything, but they needed to keep making each meal, one after another.  No one was allowed to pause or take a break as they were very busy.  Several people were seated and processed at the same table at the same time, but as mentioned, no one served was rushed.

 

The names of the participants were on several printed sheets of a clipboard which a coordinator was using to make sure everyone got served.  The dead were propped up on the picnic-styled bench, several in a row on either side, hands down at their sides as the delicious, steaming, warm breakfasts were placed in front of them.

 

The people being served were mostly civilians, with a few military people here and there as well.  There was a man I am supposed to mention by name:  Shelly Uri.  He was military both in dress (as mentioned he looked very much like a naval captain) and in bearing.

 

I searched the internet for the name, tried to translate it as well.  There are old and scattered references to the name, but nothing of note.

 

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As mentioned the primary people being processed through this death ritual were oriental.  I am aware of the current (November, 2019) events in Honk Kong between the Chinese Government and the citizens trying to retain their freedom(s).  I also know the need the Chinese government has in showing its command and control of Hong Kong (see next post).  I know how deadly it may become.

 

I do not know if this vivid dream was a reaction to current events or a prophecy of things to come.

 

For now simply know it as an intensely vivid dream about a ritual of dead people being served a final breakfast.

 

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