Night before last - just a wisp of a dream. My mom and dad were together in it. I loved her dearly, but she was always timid. Fearful, even though she pushed thru her fear after he passed. She was acting timid in my dream, but my dad was trying to get something thru to me. Very animated in his speech. All I can remember is him telling me not to forget that I'm more like him. Be strong and don't forget.

He was always a gregarious man. Could talk to anyone, and could always find something in common with anyone. Could fix anything he set his mind to.

But I have no idea what he needed me to be prepared for. Because that's what it sounded like.

Trending: wave golf dick hat nap rid ignore remove football part personal saw mall wrong moving realizing wanna tone rest okay jelly concert stuff seat spear thanks bird bunch beneath church before attractive briefly going trying throw rain checked danger remember
Waning: mum straight basement sometimes interesting teacher sleeping machine leader hole staircase self pink seem months bedroom ghost competition ahead care dreamed shoes happen park cool wed tiny roller coaster april

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I was tired, and laid down for a short nap this afternoon. It wasn't long, before I was asleep.

I hear the simple phrase, 'you wanted to know', and then I see a giant swamp - as far as the eye could see. It was hot, muggy, misty, almost primordial. I look to the 'north' (feels like north), and see a city - but the city (through the overgrown spanish moss and hanging green vegetation) looks like it was hit with a nuclear weapon, or has been nearly destroyed by war. I can't see much of it, because of all the trees and vegetation. I am standing in a swamp, with shallow, very-clear water, mud, crickets and bugs making noise - and hear, 'they won't be here at this time'.

I feel like the city I see is Birmingham, Alabama, and I'm not sure why (I've never been there).

It was so overwhelming, so realistic, I felt like sweating! I then hear one more thing, 'look at the ground, it will shake first'.

So...I wake up (hard to sleep after that one), and find the USGS site. I look at their seismic events map, and found the '7-day historical events' map amazing - it shows a ring of earthquakes around the area I thought I saw in the 'on-the-ground' image. I grabbed a capture, marked it up, and put it up so that I could share the link:

https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1464/2615...9ae2_z.jpg

I am standing on a shipping-receiving dock, and an old fully-enclosed sea-faring crate is sitting in front of me with a singular (large) number stenciled on it's front face:

145850.....-1 (total of 10-characters plus that -1), but I don't remember the last 4 digits.

Then I hear, 'THIS IS FOR AMERICA', but I feel that it is not fluffy kittens in the box. I don't take it as evil, either, but I hazard to say that it almost felt like some 'truly earned package' that no one desires to take delivery of.

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Next dream:

(I build computer systems and contract specific programming jobs in real life)

In the dream, I am looking at a personal desire to build an array of Raspberry Pi Computers into a multi-core array to make a mini-super-computer (something I have seriously considered doing in my waking time, too), and I hear a response to my consideration of 'well, you have a little over 2-months before you return, but I don't think you can accomplish that before then'.

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Not the first time I have had one of those 'you are finished and coming back soon' responses in a dream before, and it doesn't really bother me either way, but does make me wonder if something else in the world is going to occur this summer?

Trending: months dream football bed art remove journal entry dimension works orb seminar striking realizing sense wondering going kick beneath soldier danger friday tone talk helped dirty side actual country figured briefly loose designed hood cool feel stuff through person breath
Waning: heart boat eating great laughing technique thank zoo sea office rose wed father hallway ocean catch landing hour nice gab sword speed wife brother vehicle voice marijuana sleeping sperm cousin

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Ok, this has come up quite a bit lately, and I really try not to dwell on it too much. If you are old enough to remember the 70's then you also know they weren't as great as a whole, as many younger ones might think they were. I mean, you had OPEC embargoes, violence, discrimination (RAMPANT), and scores of other bad considerations that often reigned over the 'nice things' (like the last of the old musclecars, fields of daisies, 'back-to-nature' efforts, and calm peaceful summer days. That said, it was another time, maybe in some ways a more 'innocent time' (I prefer to say it more as 'the world's evils just hadn't incorporated yet via high speed connectivity').  Either way, I was there throughout the whole thing - and having a good-to-exceptional memory, remember a LOT of it (then again, I remember watching the 'moon landing' in '69, and Walter Cronkite and Roger Mudd doing body counts on TV, too).

That said, all this week, I am just getting barraged by 'vivid memories' of the '70's - but strangely, almost solely only the 'good things'. I remember 'cruising around' town, playing pool, going to the lake, going fishing, a couple of 'longer-term' girlfriends, and doing household chores. Good grief, I'm even seeing events that happened in school at the lockers! (keep in mind, this was 40-years ago for me, plus!).


Now, keep in mind, these are not all dreams I am talking about. Yes, I am seeing some of it in dreams, but I can be watching TV and see it. I can be washing dishes and see it. I can be working and see it. It is almost like a catatonic state I am dropping off into, spend a few moments seeing something from the past, and then back in 'the present'. Please, be aware, while I had a pretty tough life, I don't 'mournfully reminisce' about the past. It was good, sometimes great, sometimes terrible. It was what it was, but it IS the past - and I don't hang onto it. I don't even really speak of it often to others (not face-to-face).

Now, to compound it all - I was washing dishes this AM (went to bed too early last night, wrote them off until the AM), and I happen to hear a Burger King commercial on TV using a '70's tune and theme to sell their burgers! I caught the end of it, and amazing enough, McDonalds follows that with a burger commercial ALSO using '70's theming and tunes!

What does all this mean? I'm a realist, I don't expect a rewind to a 'younger age', or a 'golden age', and to be truthful, to me a golden age is much longer back than that. I wanted to post this because I wanted to see if any other 'age-similar-peers' getting anything like this, too? Maybe more than just 'my age group' is getting this, too. Are others seeing anything related to all this '70's theming? If you are much younger than 40 right now, you probably don't understand half of it, or if you think you do, you probably aren't getting it in the right context, unless someone 'else' is showing you.

Any comments?

Trending: zoo coaster roller football entry realizing journal rose technique designed sword prison cool actual church military murder sense image friday catch date won falls josh listening dream sperm backpack tiny knife double candy perfectly chill spear fri suspicious shortly maybe
Waning: lower understand missed during cat situation aware station days sex guide indeed hotel box intention information thank sold famous blank basketball beer sick card lots teeth restless losing remove hopefully


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The dream starts with my driving along a country road on the way to a gathering. Then I am in what looks like a country cabin meeting with other people. When it was time to leave, I thought about staying for the night, then thought, no I can't.  

I get in a car and start driving along a county road. Suddenly I see a lot of activity ahead of me. When I get closer, to the right of the road in an empty field surrounded by big boulders or hills, I see 1/2 of a round UFO on the ground. The other 1/2 of the UFO is scattered in pieces in the field. I looked closer and see there are numbers next to each piece like you would see on a archeological dig.  There are people who I think are scientist of all sorts, working at this site. It was not like you see in the moves with military and people in hazmat suits.  The land to the left of the road is on higher ground than the area where the UFO crashed. There are people up there taking pictures of the crash site. They remind me of tourist, so I am thinking ok, maybe this is just a tourist attraction. Then a thought came to me, yes, that's right, it's just a tourist attraction.    

The next scene I am in the downtown area of a large city that I think is Northern City. I find the building I am looking for. In the building there is a museum, school, food court, music, a doctors office and so on. I find a place to sit and see a man walk by that I think is a doctor. I ask him if he can scan me and check all my organs to make sure they are working properly. He smiled and didn't say anything so I asked again and he said, sure just make an appointment.  

I told someone that I needed to leave and hoped that I could find my car because I can't quite remember where I parked it. Then I notice I am not wearing shoes. Someone gave me silver/grey colored walking shoes.  I left the building and sure enough, I could not find my car. As I was walking around the outside of the building, it started getting dark and I was not happy because the night people were starting to come out. So I thought, while looking for my car I will do my best to blend in.

Someone asks me, what are you doing out on the streets? I said, looking for my car. They said, you are welcome to come along with us while you look. I said, thank you and I walked along with them for a while.  Then I stopped walking & looked all around me and saw: an apartment complex with children out front banging a shopping cart against a dumpster, a group of people laughing and walking into a Jazz nightclub, 3 or 4 people next to a wall lighting a drug pipe, and food trucks setting up for the night. All of this activity seems so normal to everyone here. Someone walked by asking me to join them in the Jazz Club and I said thank you but no I need to go home. He smiled and said, nice shoes , oh and just remember you are welcome anytime if you change your mind.  

The dream ended with my finding the parking lot, but my car was not there. I stood there wondering if I had left the car there before I went to the meeting in the country and maybe it was here too long so the city towed it away. Then I thought, dang now I will need to find a policeman to ask about my car. At this point I am in a great deal of emotional stress. Then I thought, wait this is a dream, this is not really happening, no reason to stress, you just need to wake up, so I did.

Afterthoughts: I think the UFO crash was the real deal, not a tourist attraction.

30 th April 2016

There was a seminar i was attending. And after the seminar the lecturer, a woman who stood behind her desk was talking about that she could send us an e-mail with the texts relating to the seminar. I thought this was good. Also like this i could get more connected with other people. Some people then gave her the e mail adress. 

Associations:

I am attending a grouptalk at the community garden Seminar = Latin ralted to seeds, sowing... I received a mail yesterday by one woman of the Garden. Then i also attended a kurdish event where a woman told us about what she has seen in Kurdistan during the Newroz Festival. 
After i saw there was a paper where one could write his email and then i would be on a mailing list for related information. I put my e mail on it, too. I got to know the community garden because of a seedsharing event supporting Rojava, the syrian kurdish people. I saw the poster at the same location the kurdish event was yesterday. 



Conclusion:

The dream can show us, how emotions and materials we receive and give in waking life, are or can be related.

30 April 2016

I was talking to my little sister Marilola, and i was thinking if i should tell her i got to know a woman i might like. 
I got to know the woman in a squatted builing. A meal was a theme which that remembered me of cooked crowbar I used to eat in Paraguay. I also said i had something similar once. This was in a squatted building it seemed to be in the north of italy. 
Then we spoke of a squatted village in the woods (Like a jungele) in the south of italy (Apulia or Calabria). This was a touristic village, with many visitors. But also dangerous because it was forbidden. And for both of us it was too much forbidden, we did not want to go.  we spoke on, and i thought of how to tell her that i would like to talk to her again. I thought how to do this correctly. 
Then i saw my friend Waltraud, a german woman i know from the north of italy and she was sort of a pair with my friend sandro who`s name in the dream was sebastian ( and something like odho was his second name). Waltraud wrote or sprayed his name on a marked parking lot. 

Associations:
I saw a friend of my sister marilola yesterday, but only saluted her. There was a meal before a kurdish event I visited at te Inselstrasse in Basel, and I met several people I knew there. There were pots with pasta and soup and a bowl with salad and everybody could eat as much he wanted and pay as much as he wanted. (Many years ago i used to live at a squatted place where there were meals like this, too).
I went to the Kurdish meeting because of my friend Waltraud, who was a nurse for the kurdish people in the Iraqi civil war. My friend Sandro (who in real life lives i Austria) was named Sebastian in the Dream. and a friend Sebastian lives on the same Block but on the opposite parallelstreet named Ackerstrasse.