Crispix and Beyond

My memory of this dream starts with me standing over the shoulder of someone who is at a computer. There were also a few other people standing with me that I didn’t recognize, and they had no significance that I remember. We were in a large room, like a warehouse, or grocery store or something, but again, I have no recollection that it is important or familiar. The guy who is at the computer is trying to keep the mouse on the desk top, but it is as if some invisible hands are pulling it away from him. It seems like a struggle, but he never really was overpowered. As is typical in Dreamland, it doesn’t seem strange to any of us that the mouse is trying to fly away. We don’t know what is causing the mouse to do this, but none of seemed particularly alarmed. He gets it back to the desk, and then has to go do something, so he asks me to take over. If there was a specific task that was supposed to be performed at the computer (i.e. write something down, enter data, etc) I don’t recall doing it. As I sat there, the mouse began to be taken away, and I began to retain it. It wasn’t a wild, jerky pattern, but more like arm wrestling, and always up and to my left. At times the mouse became a small dark square box and sometimes there were even two pieces to hold on to. Once I was holding it, and could feel the resistance, I thought it must be an unseen entity that was pulling at it (vs. a weird magnetic pull from the environment, or even a dream characteristic of the mouse) because it wasn’t random. What I didn’t know for sure was whether this invisible entity was asserting its pull by influencing energy and matter (ghost telekinesis!) or whether it was pulling directly with invisible hands. I must have found the ghost telekinesis more likely because I thought about it more. I thought that there was a part of me that could do the same (affect matter through thought energy) and that it manifests with quite a lot of force, apparently, because it was all I could do to keep that mouse in my grip, and I have to say, I felt pretty strong and my grip wasn’t tiring. This unseen force/entity didn’t really scare me. I mean, I didn’t feel it was malicious. I felt very real to me though, as if I really was engaged in a type of tug-of-war with a real thing like a dog or another person. I guess it felt more physical than most physicality in dreams. While I was sitting there pulling and thinking about these things, someone standing behind me pointed out that there were words appearing on the computer screen. I became excited and tried very hard to make them out. In the dream, I could read the words, but they were basically word soup. It seemed to me that the entity was indeed trying to communicate but for some reason, it wasn’t able to get through. There was only one phrase that was clear, and it was something about “Crispix”. The hexagonal cereal with two different sides to it (one side rice, the other something like wheat). I never eat them now, but have years ago. I can’t even think of a time when I have considered it or been reminded of it, other than possibly seeing it while I was in the cereal isle, but it doesn’t have any significance that I can think of (do they even make them anymore??!). This was probably my big life encounter with a being from the other side, and this is the message I get. “Crispix”! Well what about it? And that was it. Dreams are strange.