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Ok, let's start with a little dream deconstruction:

Firt the setting, you're very specific, so I wonder if this is a real place you are familiar with, this Holiday Inn in Shreveport, specifically room 154 - you'll have to provide more context for that, but we can start with you being in a Hotel room, so it's a transient temporary place, so you could say your consciouseness is resting in a place it doesn't care to stay

To expand a bit to the situation, you're there for "offical" purposes, conducting a wedding of your old pastor's daughter - this of couyrse might have deeper meanin if we explored their relationship to you. Puttin that aside though, you're doing something official, maybe quasi religious, uncomfortable in your dress - you are amused at your situation, but not entirely comfortable.

The real conflict of the dream involves these character who pay no attention to you that are invading your space - your temporary space. Now, in my version of dream interpretation, these would be other aspects of your self, one of which wears camoflage. This one, this more militaristing or belligernet self, and he takes away your phone, all the while ignoring you. So perhaps, when you find your slef in these official possibly religious roles, you also feel like you are denying aspects of yourself, they ignore you and your ugly suit, but when you deny them - demanding that they leave, your anger emerges, with the end resulkt being your anger takes away your ability to communicate effectively (the phone)

The theme is repeated when you return to the room (the journey being much longer than you anticipate - does it take you more time to cool off after being angry?) another self emerges, doing urinalysis - where for did all this piss and viniger come from? why are you so pissed off when you just want to play this role and be done. But your angry self is still there, mumbling behind you, and confronting this again tends to hobble you, like two bald legless midgets.

So, my reader digest conclusion is that while you may think your okay with playing an "official" role, and maybe can be amused with the ugliness of the situation, there's a part of you that's still angry about it, angry more that you deny these feelings, and that even your cool intellectual analysis doesn't help you any. You still feel cut off, uncommunicative,and belittled by yourself. Perhaps the things you claimn do not matter all that much to you, really do?