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03-03-2016, 03:11 AM
1 Mar 2016
No intention set
Several dreams that were related:
1) Spouse and I are looking at a property with a house on it. The property meets our requirements, the house is in good structural condition, and has enough space for the family. However, it's filled with junk that needs to be cleared out and cosmetic repairs. Will also need to clear junk off the property around the house. Owner is asking $35K for everything. He wants to be gone ASAP and doesn't want to deal with clearing out the crap. We're okay with that.
2) I'm at my son's house. My son and I are standing next to the open gun safe. I'm telling him that money will be no good in a few days and he'll need to use some of our silver to get his family squared away and up to our house. I take a gold coin and about a 1/2 dozen silver coins. The coins are the size of drink coasters as if to emphasize what they are. I tell my son to use cash to get as many supplies as he can ASAP and if he needs more cash he can hit the stash squirreled away in my room. I take out my .45 and all the ammo. Tell him to lock and load. He asks about the shotgun. I tell him I'm taking it, too, and then he can bring the rest. I tell him not to waste time, to haul ass before it gets bad and people realize how bad it's getting. He tells me not to worry, he's got it covered.
3) Back to the property and the house. All the crap has been cleared out of the house and off the property. Now I can see what needs to be done, the cosmetic repairs that will be needed. I walk into a room with double French doors. This is going to be my room. I've already got a bed in there. One wall has built in bookshelves and I'm debating whether to leave them as they are or to paint them. Suddenly, I see my mother and father standing off to the side. I walk over to her and ask her what they want. My mother tells me she's just checking up on me. Ok,I return to studying my room. I eye the mottled green shag carpet and think this HAS to go. I see something move in the carpet. It's a big bright red worm, like an earthworm but way bigger. About 6" long and as big around as my thumb. It's wriggling through the carpet. Oh-kay, gonna have to deal with that. I step over the worm to find something I can use to scoop it up and take it outside. Don't have much in the room at the moment though.
At this point I woke and went to the restroom. Came back to bed and the dream picked up again.
I'm sitting on the bed, watching the worm wriggle to beneath the bed. Out of sight, out of mind, I think and settle back to read a magazine. Something catches my attention. I look and see that the worm has crawled up the bed frame and is almost on the mattress. Oh hell no, not going to go with that. I get up off the bed. The worm drops to the carpet and wriggles in my direction. All righty, then, that's that. I roll up the magazine and swing it like a golf club to whack the worm. It flies through the air and splats against one of the French doors. It sticks for a second, then slides down a bit. As it slides, it begins to fade away until it's gone. This does not strike me as unusual. If anything, I'm just happy the worm is gone.
Notes:
We're not looking for property nor do we want to buy property at this point. But there was a feel that we needed to get property and get it set up to provide a landing zone for our kids and with an eye for long term residence, such as growing a big garden and possibly getting some chickens. This did not strike me as odd even though I suck at gardening and know nothing about raising chickens.
When I was talking with my son, it was like I was there in his house. Other than the size of the coins, there was nothing metaphoric. There was a sense of something coming, something bad that both of us felt coming. So far, it wasn't on the radar for most of the people but it wouldn't be long before it was. It was imperative he be out of the city before that happened. I have no clue what I sensed beyond it was going to involve not being able to get cash to buy supplies.
That short bit with my parents. My mother crossed almost 30 years ago but my father is still living. This isn't the first time they've shown up like that in one of my dreams but it's been over a year. When they do show up, usually my father just stands there silently. My mother told me once that she would be the one to assist him when he crossed, when he finally made up his mind whether he wanted to live or die(My father is in his mid-80's. He has some health issues but nothing pressing in terms of life expectancy. There may be some dementia, I don't know for sure because I don't have contact with him[long story]. ). I don't know if this is a head's up that my father is dying-like I said, they've shown up like this before in my dreamtime-but it caught my attention since it had been a while since the last time. Ah, family dynamics. They don't change just because they're dead.
I searched for a worm that looked similar to the one I saw in that awful shag carpeting and this is as close as I got: http://www.thewormdude.com/tag/big-worms/
Scroll down to the worm atop the bucket lid, with the coin for comparison. Imagine that worm, only bright red and not transparent.
No intention set
Several dreams that were related:
1) Spouse and I are looking at a property with a house on it. The property meets our requirements, the house is in good structural condition, and has enough space for the family. However, it's filled with junk that needs to be cleared out and cosmetic repairs. Will also need to clear junk off the property around the house. Owner is asking $35K for everything. He wants to be gone ASAP and doesn't want to deal with clearing out the crap. We're okay with that.
2) I'm at my son's house. My son and I are standing next to the open gun safe. I'm telling him that money will be no good in a few days and he'll need to use some of our silver to get his family squared away and up to our house. I take a gold coin and about a 1/2 dozen silver coins. The coins are the size of drink coasters as if to emphasize what they are. I tell my son to use cash to get as many supplies as he can ASAP and if he needs more cash he can hit the stash squirreled away in my room. I take out my .45 and all the ammo. Tell him to lock and load. He asks about the shotgun. I tell him I'm taking it, too, and then he can bring the rest. I tell him not to waste time, to haul ass before it gets bad and people realize how bad it's getting. He tells me not to worry, he's got it covered.
3) Back to the property and the house. All the crap has been cleared out of the house and off the property. Now I can see what needs to be done, the cosmetic repairs that will be needed. I walk into a room with double French doors. This is going to be my room. I've already got a bed in there. One wall has built in bookshelves and I'm debating whether to leave them as they are or to paint them. Suddenly, I see my mother and father standing off to the side. I walk over to her and ask her what they want. My mother tells me she's just checking up on me. Ok,I return to studying my room. I eye the mottled green shag carpet and think this HAS to go. I see something move in the carpet. It's a big bright red worm, like an earthworm but way bigger. About 6" long and as big around as my thumb. It's wriggling through the carpet. Oh-kay, gonna have to deal with that. I step over the worm to find something I can use to scoop it up and take it outside. Don't have much in the room at the moment though.
At this point I woke and went to the restroom. Came back to bed and the dream picked up again.
I'm sitting on the bed, watching the worm wriggle to beneath the bed. Out of sight, out of mind, I think and settle back to read a magazine. Something catches my attention. I look and see that the worm has crawled up the bed frame and is almost on the mattress. Oh hell no, not going to go with that. I get up off the bed. The worm drops to the carpet and wriggles in my direction. All righty, then, that's that. I roll up the magazine and swing it like a golf club to whack the worm. It flies through the air and splats against one of the French doors. It sticks for a second, then slides down a bit. As it slides, it begins to fade away until it's gone. This does not strike me as unusual. If anything, I'm just happy the worm is gone.
Notes:
We're not looking for property nor do we want to buy property at this point. But there was a feel that we needed to get property and get it set up to provide a landing zone for our kids and with an eye for long term residence, such as growing a big garden and possibly getting some chickens. This did not strike me as odd even though I suck at gardening and know nothing about raising chickens.
When I was talking with my son, it was like I was there in his house. Other than the size of the coins, there was nothing metaphoric. There was a sense of something coming, something bad that both of us felt coming. So far, it wasn't on the radar for most of the people but it wouldn't be long before it was. It was imperative he be out of the city before that happened. I have no clue what I sensed beyond it was going to involve not being able to get cash to buy supplies.
That short bit with my parents. My mother crossed almost 30 years ago but my father is still living. This isn't the first time they've shown up like that in one of my dreams but it's been over a year. When they do show up, usually my father just stands there silently. My mother told me once that she would be the one to assist him when he crossed, when he finally made up his mind whether he wanted to live or die(My father is in his mid-80's. He has some health issues but nothing pressing in terms of life expectancy. There may be some dementia, I don't know for sure because I don't have contact with him[long story]. ). I don't know if this is a head's up that my father is dying-like I said, they've shown up like this before in my dreamtime-but it caught my attention since it had been a while since the last time. Ah, family dynamics. They don't change just because they're dead.
I searched for a worm that looked similar to the one I saw in that awful shag carpeting and this is as close as I got: http://www.thewormdude.com/tag/big-worms/
Scroll down to the worm atop the bucket lid, with the coin for comparison. Imagine that worm, only bright red and not transparent.
