Night of October 26, 2013. Saturday.

I and a few others are connecting pipes, seemingly in a very large underground area; at times, mausoleum-like, yet with soft walls (some of possibly velvet or velvet-like texture - although in afterthought it may more realistically be mold) and a couple smaller hallways, possibly under a private residence. I get a strong impression that it is the house of a rock singer from the past, such as a younger David Essex or Rick Springfield. It actually turns out to be the residence of Lou Reed (supposedly quite reclusive in my dream), and his recording “Like a Possum” is relevant to my tribal name and nickname. I had not actually listened to him that much in my life, though.

At one point, a large mass of hair is taken out of the pipe so that the water then starts flowing from it. We then attach it to the pipe it was originally meant to be connected to, as it had somehow disconnected and fallen way. At another point, there are two pipes coming out from one larger one that have somehow fallen away from the connecting pipes lower to the floor (being in a Y-shape pattern). The letter “Y” implies a question mark, as well as the top being “V” (twenty-second letter) over “I” (ninth letter) being a symbol of “I” being under the power of love (or possibly victory) but also somehow reminds me that mortal man is “less than” the universal (since it is a “less than” implication in pointing down from the expanse of the greater) - or possibly acceptance of the greater (a person with his arms up and out in appreciation of the sky above). We are successful in our clearing out and reconnecting of all the pipes over about seven or eight events.

Pipes can refer to other things, such as singing voice, organs (which also have reeds), and pipes that people smoke. Symbolically, it can relate to the digestive system, the liver (also a kind of organ), and also the circulatory system.

(Original) Update: This dream was the night before and into the morning (October 27) of hearing that Lou Reed died, so I think there is an obvious precognitive layer - the connections being Lou Reed, “underground” (regarding his “Velvet Underground”). However, in my dream the (plumbing) “operation was successful” though he died in real life. The majority of my more detailed precognitive dreams are usually more precise (in a literal sense) at several levels (even when mixing events or imagery), so this is only a minor connection regardless of the layers that fold over each other with multiple meanings. I still classify it as at least loosely, though convincingly precognitive.