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05-01-2016, 05:59 AM
Nanny, you add more to the history of it all (though the earliest OEM CB in a car I remember came as an offering in the 1979 Pontiac Trans Am...I think Cadillac may have offered one earlier than this, though ). We didn't bring up disco or the drug war in Honduras, Jim Jones or Skylab either.
That said, and having just woke up to more dreams along this same path, I still keep seeing 'high-filtered, rose-colored-glasses' viewpoints on old memories and experiences; and they aren't quite as they were originally. I'll give an example:
The real event, I was in Dallas at a hospital (don't remember the name now), and it was 1978. My mother was in serious shape on the 5th floor, with what later led to several major surgeries. The whole wall opposing the room's door was solid window glass, and it had a stellar view on Dallas. Driving up (I had drove her car, because she had 'wanted to keep it in use', and I was having trouble with mine (likely story on her behalf). Two songs had played right before I parked the car in the parking lot - 'You Make Me Feel Like Dancing' (by Leo Sayer) and the ever popular 'The Monster Mash' (it was close to Halloween). I remember right as I turned the car off, they were talking about some 'world's biggest haunted house' somewhere over on the east side of town (I had an idea where, but didn't have Dallas plotted to my memory that well).
Now, all that's fine and dandy. A 'real memory'. HOWEVER, when I get a 'conscious vision', I see me standing at that giant window-wall, simultaneously hear the song 'You Make Me Feel Like Dancing', and think 'wow, beautiful sight' as I look out the window on the city below, as the sun starts to go down. I don't see my mother, the apparati in the room (IV's, beeping monitors, chairs, etc.) The image is constructed perfectly, high detail in every way, but it merely draws out in me 'IT DID NOT GO DOWN LIKE THAT!'
Now, on first thought, you would say, 'it's just your mind altering what it remembers'...but this is not the truth either. I fully remember the room, the incline she had her bed in, the black-and-white little TV high on the other wall that she was watching the news on. I have the full REAL memory in my head, but when I have these 'day visions', they are altered, filtered, softened - and it really feels like someone is trying to sell me on the fact that 'something great or good' came out of that day from what I'm being shown. HOWEVER, if that was the case, why is it from my perspective? If this was something of 'good intent', why not manipulate the vision to show me that 'this valued to her, your coming when you did', or why not 'face-to-face' imagery with her, if she were important? It's almost like something is trying to sell me on the fact that 'Dallas was beautiful, wasn't it?'
If it's a sales brochure, it's off-target. If it's a reminiscent dream of that day, then the focus which was my mother, has been lost. If its about the 'great things I have seen here', they are leaving out how she suffered with cancer for 20 years before passing away. See, this is one (and only one of many) examples of dreams like this. I'm getting 'sales brochures' on how great these vantage viewpoints were, while being totally removed from the hows and whys that caused me to be there in the first place.
Looking deeply into it, the whole scenario reminds me of the movie 'IT' by Stephen King. What I am seeing is being sold to me by 'IT' that the view is a cute, funny, harmless clown. In reality, to accept what I am being shown at face-value is to fall for the deception that it is.
I don't know beyond this. If 'something evil', then I'm not sure the intent. If something good, 'then they've lost their mind, too'. There is no more message in the visions than this example, so it is not communcation - it is a 'time-share-condo' sales spin with pretty brochures, and I can't seem to figure out what the intent is.
That said, and having just woke up to more dreams along this same path, I still keep seeing 'high-filtered, rose-colored-glasses' viewpoints on old memories and experiences; and they aren't quite as they were originally. I'll give an example:
The real event, I was in Dallas at a hospital (don't remember the name now), and it was 1978. My mother was in serious shape on the 5th floor, with what later led to several major surgeries. The whole wall opposing the room's door was solid window glass, and it had a stellar view on Dallas. Driving up (I had drove her car, because she had 'wanted to keep it in use', and I was having trouble with mine (likely story on her behalf). Two songs had played right before I parked the car in the parking lot - 'You Make Me Feel Like Dancing' (by Leo Sayer) and the ever popular 'The Monster Mash' (it was close to Halloween). I remember right as I turned the car off, they were talking about some 'world's biggest haunted house' somewhere over on the east side of town (I had an idea where, but didn't have Dallas plotted to my memory that well).
Now, all that's fine and dandy. A 'real memory'. HOWEVER, when I get a 'conscious vision', I see me standing at that giant window-wall, simultaneously hear the song 'You Make Me Feel Like Dancing', and think 'wow, beautiful sight' as I look out the window on the city below, as the sun starts to go down. I don't see my mother, the apparati in the room (IV's, beeping monitors, chairs, etc.) The image is constructed perfectly, high detail in every way, but it merely draws out in me 'IT DID NOT GO DOWN LIKE THAT!'
Now, on first thought, you would say, 'it's just your mind altering what it remembers'...but this is not the truth either. I fully remember the room, the incline she had her bed in, the black-and-white little TV high on the other wall that she was watching the news on. I have the full REAL memory in my head, but when I have these 'day visions', they are altered, filtered, softened - and it really feels like someone is trying to sell me on the fact that 'something great or good' came out of that day from what I'm being shown. HOWEVER, if that was the case, why is it from my perspective? If this was something of 'good intent', why not manipulate the vision to show me that 'this valued to her, your coming when you did', or why not 'face-to-face' imagery with her, if she were important? It's almost like something is trying to sell me on the fact that 'Dallas was beautiful, wasn't it?'
If it's a sales brochure, it's off-target. If it's a reminiscent dream of that day, then the focus which was my mother, has been lost. If its about the 'great things I have seen here', they are leaving out how she suffered with cancer for 20 years before passing away. See, this is one (and only one of many) examples of dreams like this. I'm getting 'sales brochures' on how great these vantage viewpoints were, while being totally removed from the hows and whys that caused me to be there in the first place.
Looking deeply into it, the whole scenario reminds me of the movie 'IT' by Stephen King. What I am seeing is being sold to me by 'IT' that the view is a cute, funny, harmless clown. In reality, to accept what I am being shown at face-value is to fall for the deception that it is.
I don't know beyond this. If 'something evil', then I'm not sure the intent. If something good, 'then they've lost their mind, too'. There is no more message in the visions than this example, so it is not communcation - it is a 'time-share-condo' sales spin with pretty brochures, and I can't seem to figure out what the intent is.