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The Blind Boyfriend and The Writer |
Posted by: Elyse - 05-03-2016, 07:53 PM - Forum: Public Dreams
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I wish I could remember all of this dream because it was kinda fun. It was like an adventure!
Anyway, at the beginning of the dream, I had a cute Asian boyfriend. We were cutting up and getting along great, but I didn't feel that sort of strong connection with him like you would expect to feel with someone you are supposed to be with. In fact, in spite of how great we got along, I felt sort of empty. It took me a minute to understand why... but then I realized that he was blind. I would take him by the arm and drag him all around to tell him about all of my favorite things (Flowers, bugs, animals, art, ect.) and he couldn't see it. I was disappointed to say the least, because I am very artsy and so things like that mean a lot to me. I really enjoy taking in the beauty of things. But I knew he was blind and just couldn't see what I saw. I felt very sorry for him and I felt like it would just be wrong to break up with him and leave him hanging without someone to look after him. Anyway, I took him to a mall. This place was all decked out in Kawaii type stuff, so I got the impression I must have been in Japan. Tokyo maybe? There were a group of girls dancing, and as we walked by, someone grabbed me by the arm and pulled me into the group. Not a problem because I love to dance, but I didn't know this dance... so I was a bit embarrassed but picked it up very quickly and rocked it. Anyway, after the dance some of the other girls complimented me and I was just so excited I was beside myself. As I talked to them they asked if I danced much, and I told them I used to all the time, but that I had quit the past few years... but was trying to make habit of dancing with my fans at least an hour a day. They all started bouncing around wanting to see my fans. I dug around in my bag to find my silk fans and did a really quick and easy dance for them, feeling a bit shy because I haven't danced for anyone since before I had kids. I didn't feel like I had done the BEST job in the world... partially from being so rusty and also from being so shy about it... but every one of them just seemed so amazed and wanted me to make them fans and teach them to dance too... So, I was just beaming and feeling LOVELY when I look over to my boyfriend preparing myself to just feel sort of empty and sad because he couldn't enjoy my dance... But when I looked at him, I saw him looking at another girl. Following her with his eyes! He wasn't blind to everyone! He was just blind to me and the things I loved. I wasn't even mad. I could tell by the way the girl looked back at him that she liked him... so I ran over to where he was and grabbed his hand and dragged him to this girl with him stumbling the entire way, still as if he were blind. I put his hand in her hand and it was like he could suddenly see. And the girl looked so nervous as if I was gonna be mad, but I wasn't. Not at ALL. I was SOOOOOOOOOO happy for both of them! They had that sort of instant connection and it was so strong even I could feel it.
I left the mall feeling like I had accomplished a good thing. But I did start to feel a bit lonely after a while. I was thinking of someone who had really broken my heart and sort of felt like either I had missed my chance at a connection like those two at the mall had, or just hadn't found it yet. I walked next to this rainbow river and just sorta watched it as I walked along it thinking that the way that I was, I wouldn't be able to find that... so the only way to get it would be to change. So I sat down looking into the rainbow water thinking that the only way to do that would to be to decide WHAT I wanted to be and then just BE that. I decided I was gonna pick something good and cosplay as that until I BECAME that... so what did I want to be? I decided I wanted to be a sort of cleric/healer and so I went to work just pulling stuff out of nowhere to make myself a costume. When I was done, i had a lovely sheer, white, flowing gown type thing and a set of wings. I looked like a freaking angel! The wings even really worked, so the first thing I did was fly around! I felt so free!
After flying around and just enjoying the feeling of it and the sight of everything, I noticed this man sitting alone under a tree in a forest. He had a huge book on his lap and it was open and I could see that there was very little in it. I guess he was suffering from writers block? Well, I felt like I needed to be here, so I quietly landed on a thick branch of a nearby tree. I think the man heard me because he started looking around, but I hid behind the girth of the tree until he settled himself. When he looked back down at his book, I sat down on the limb and just sorta watched him. Every once in a while he would scribble something, but then just drop his pen as if he were frustrated. I wanted to help him... but I also didn't want to be seen... so I looked around me thinking there HAD to be something I could do from a distance. There was some ivy growing up the side of this tree with GREEN ROSES growing on it. Seemed normal in the dream, so I would pick a rose and just sort of pull apart the rose petals and drop them and watch the wind blow them towards this man. As I did this he started writing like crazy! After a while, he called out for me to come out from hiding... and I begrudgingly said I would, worried to death how he would react to me... I am very good at worrying about EVERYTHING... like what he would think of me dressed the way I was, me spying on him from the tree...(I mean.. that IS kinda creepy) then worried if he would think I was pretty or not... I had a hard time getting down from the branch... It felt like my wings suddenly wouldn't work and I was too far up to jump down without getting hurt. I had to climb down the tree... NOW is when I realize the rose ivy has thorns in it, and I was getting all cut up trying to climb down, so I just let go and drop. The man helped me up and dusted me off... and while he was doing that I, asked how he knew I was there, and he laughed and said he knew all those rose petals didn't just fall off and blow towards him on their own. I sorta laughed too... because I guess that WAS pretty obvious. He had me sit down next to him and rest while he talked to me and wrote in his book. When he was done, I walked with him to his house. There were a lot of people there... and I can't remember how this happened, but his whole house was set on fire! The roof and walls and everything were just gone, all that was left was this wood plank flooring that was all on fire. On the floor I saw the man's book. It wasn't on fire yet, but I felt like it would catch fire itself at any moment. I could only sorta get my wings to work, so I run and jump and sorta glide with the idea that I can glide JUST over the flames and snatch the book up... but it didn't work out that way. As I was gliding over the flames, some of my feathers caught fire and I fell onto the floor and took off running for the book. My feet were burning, but it went from hurting to just sort of feeling numb, so I could run even faster. I grabbed the book and held it tight as I ran across the floor. I was just going to keep running until I reached the other end of the floor and jump off into the grass... but the floor caved in on me. I had my eyes closed and was still clutching that book... but when I didn't hit the ground, I peeked from one eye. That man had caught me by the back of my gown.He set me down on the grass and it felt sooo cool and refreshing. I looked behind me and saw my wings were really messed up. They just looked like little scorched bones sticking out of my back...they had grown into me... and I thought maybe I should just saw them off now, because I didn't seem to think they would grow back. I guess he noticed how upset I was, and the man told me that he liked me more without wings because I was "More down to earth" (LOL!!!) I handed the man the book and he started crying so I asked him why and he said he couldn't believe that someone would do what I had just done for him. I told him it was okay, because I knew how important this book was. We talked and started joking around a bit and I asked him what was in that book, but before he could answer, I woke up.
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Midday Nap - You Wanted to Know |
Posted by: Skeetersaurus - 05-01-2016, 05:12 PM - Forum: Public Dreams
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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
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Crate and No Computer for You |
Posted by: Skeetersaurus - 05-01-2016, 03:24 PM - Forum: Public Dreams
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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?
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70's Revisited |
Posted by: Skeetersaurus - 04-30-2016, 01:40 PM - Forum: Public Dreams
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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?
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Meeting, UFO Crash & City Dream, 4/30/16, am |
Posted by: Cassandra - 04-30-2016, 09:07 AM - Forum: Public Dreams
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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.
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