My last trip to Colorado, I ate a few cookies, before bed, thinking that they were just cookies, well I had some freaky dreams that night. :eek:

My dreams have always been random and fantastical. I usually only remember snippets. I did have a recurring dream (nightmare) as a very young kid that I would wake up from calling for my mother. I'd dream I was falling through blackness with occasional bright lights passing by. Then I'd see a greenish yellow neon ribbon gyrating in front of me, after which a forties style play car would follow along on the ribbon like a road. I'd fall through the black space following the toy car and arrive at a gas station, where I'd suddenly be walking and climb a hill behind the station. When I'd reach the top of the hill I'd be confronted with blackness again, but hurtling toward and past me would be giant rollers (the earth compactor kind) with sheep's foot. That's when I'd wake up.

I used to have dreams about missing getting on a ferry because I'd forgotten to check out of a hotel, or late for a flight.

But now, I hit 60 a week ago :eek: , and now an old man, my dream have turned to goldfish. I thought that was pretty weird because they used to be about 18 year old blonde tennis players from northern Europe. But I googled goldfish dreams and it is all good.

Just last night I dreamt about flying around slowly, and looking at the area I live in, I also dreamt about being in the shower, and bed with a friend of my wife's (Not doing anything, just talking).

Sure.....

As said above "sure".

And when your dreams become reality you don't need a shrink anymore to interpret your dreams you need a lawyer....

I love that song, thanks [emoji4]

I raced in SCCA several years before my kidney transplant and had frequent track related dreams but in the end I always found myself crawling around the track on my hands and knees pushing a toy car...

^^^^ That song "Beginnings", on 8-track (my first purchase I think) was a constant through my headphones at night.....haven't remembered a dream since....seriously. I just don't...'cept a brief split second upon being wide awake on a VERY, very rare occasion....then gone.

Often my wife will elbow me to wake me up because I was giggling like a little kid while sleeping. She said it was worse than me snoring.
One fun dream had me able to control inertia at will. I could go around corners and not slow down. I could accelerate to 130 mph as fast as I could shift. It was a blast.

You delight in meeting challenges as they come..like an acrobat applying a skill set to what comes..which you have no control over.

Life is an adventure...a roller coaster...in which you have fun applying a skill.set to navigate.

Last night, I was back in college and was looking around for the Admin building to get my class schedule, except it had been knocked down and was in the process of being rebuilt. I ran into a girl I knew, wanted to date, but never dated. Dated one of her friends. She wanted to get together to do some sort of joint speech.

I ended up going home to my one bedroom apartment with several people, including her. I left everyone in the kitchen, except my wife, together we went to the bedroom and got ready to go to sleep. I went to the bathroom and there was the girl, in men's pajamas, and she was pressing herself against me, talking about us getting back together, when we had never been together, while my wife is in the next room in bed....

And then I work up...

You are amazed at what you can do..

On the night of 12/1/81..I had a dream where I helped a little old Chinese man home who all the guys in a bar were ridiculing and making fun of. When I got him home I asked him how old he was..he said he was 25000 years old. I said I will never get to be that old. He replied yes you will.

I dreamt one time that I was cruising down a local straight road that ends in a ‘t’ at the woods so you hafta turn l or r. I was passenger in a jeep; the driver was a guy I knew who was a little sketchy with regard to judgement.

Anyhow, we got to the ‘t’ so the driver guns it straight into the woods. Somehow we barely fit between two trees and hit a steep hill at maybe 80 mph.

We went straight up, which was not a problem until we stalled and became weightless and of course started to descend.

Then I woke up. I was screaming, literally yelling, drenched with sweat, short of breath as if I’d been running a marathon and grasping for whatever I could.

That was the most terrifying nightmare I’ve ever had. I can’t begin to describe the profound relief once I realized it was just a dream. It took quite a few minutes for me to get back to baseline.

Several years ago...

Landing on a small island beach and walking towards an orange domed tent of some kind. There was an opening.
Inside the tent was my ex-wife's decomposing corpse, buried up to her waist in the sand, with her arm outstretched. In her hand was her wedding ring.

Her life with you was over and she emotionally was dead to you ....giving you back the wedding or band of commitment.

Maybe what ever she was into was Killing or had killed her (spirit) as she was half stuck in the sand..bogged down and cant get out..or see yourself clear of..

Orange domed tent...feels like a church of some kind?

I know exactly what this dream means...It is a Jungian Archetype of the Wise Old Man. Who represents the Collective memory, wisdom, consciousness and experience of 25000 years of mankind's history. I had met and connected with that wisdom of the ages. Instead of jeering and ridiculing that wisdom I carried the old man home..and in doing so opened the door to represent that wisdom. To become the purviewer of that wisdom.

Think about it, anybody who has been around the block for 25000 years is going to think differently and have a different way of doing things just from having the experience of seeing shyte and knowing what not to do. Can you imagine the number of creeps and fools an old man like that has seen come and go over the ages?

My dreams too lately have been more vivid and a bit more litteral than in the past.

I attribute this to the weather, a big pressure system moving in and bringing snow.


2014
How nature can affect your dreams
https://www.wellbeing.com.au/mind-spirit/spirituality/nature-can-affect-your-dreams.html
Sometimes my dreams go rather psychedelic after eating spicy Indian or Mexican food, but that is another matter.

More information here:
https://thedreamwell.com/

If for no other reason to go to that site, check out the artwork they use to go with the articles - dream art is so cool.

Dream images and sequences is the language of the Subconscious...which represents the inner workings of your core self. In dreams you are working out/figuring out situations you are in or your feelings about those situations. It is what lies beneath or behind how you deal with the experiences or situations in your conscious life. They are very revealing of who you really are in conscious life.

For me. I place myself in that subconscious landscape and by walking through that landscape I can figure out what is going on...from what the imagery and action sequence implies. In other words I consciously take myself into that subterranean world and take a look around..

Have you ever learned anything on your own, or do you just repeat what you hear? The problem is your level of reporting has the same level of credibility as the National Enquirer as you can not discern fact from fiction because you can not tell the difference. It must be true cause the National Enquirer says so...

In the end Kachi you are an empty shell..