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This dream was very colorful and extremely detailed.  We are building a new high rise circular tower building.  The building is the tallest building planned for the skyline.  I watch them as they dig down into the core of the earth to secure its foundation.  I notice that at the earth’s core it is frozen like the polar ice caps.  They are melting the ice at the earth’s core and laying tiles down with a chemical adhesive.  In the waters of the earth the construction workers find a small crocodile which is now displaced by the construction of the building.  There is a gigantic crane they have on site. A priest comes and places a cross at the top of the crane so as to bless the building as it is being erected.  As the building nears completions and the office spaces are being readied, I walk the corridors wondering where my office space will be.  I consider the position I hold which is a highly ranked position.  From this, I can deduce that the office space that I will be given will have a spectacular view since most of the offices face exterior windows.  In these last days, I have been sleeping at the office.  I have personal space set aside where I have laid my bed.  They are connecting computers and workstations.  Many of the walls of the office are movable.  The day finally comes around for the grand unveiling.  It is at night, I can see the building at night with all the beautiful spot lights focused on the building.  The lights they are using are lavender and blue with red hues.  It is the most beautiful sight I have ever seen.  There is a great sense of pride in its accomplishment.

When I got to work the thing that stuck out in the dream most was the cross that was affixed to the top of the crane.  I looked for a picture of a building crane on Wikipedia and noticed that under ancient crane it showed one used for building the Tower of Babel.  Following the link to the Tower of Babel I noticed that that tower like the one in my dream was circular in shape which I thought was an interesting coincidence.  I’m sure there is something here I need to know. 

In this dream I am taking several courses in preparation for my Ph.D.  One of these courses is an advanced math class dealing with complex shapes and patterns.  I’m told I need to prepare for an exam.  I don’t even remember having attended any of the classes.  I’m told I already know the material covered and if I was to just look at the questions I would be able to answer them with the knowledge I already have.  I sit down looking for a way out because I don’t believe I am prepared for this.  I’m thinking of ways I might cheat.  After looking at the questions they are questions that are more life based than theory based.  I realize that all I have to do is apply life experience to the questions to answer them effectively.  There are others in my class.  I want to get the best grade possible but I don’t seem to have patience enough to sit through the exam and call up my experience.  It requires a slow methodical approach.

In this dream I am witness to my own processes.  This person who I am watching (me) is an expert at entering and exiting shifting realities.  I watch him as he enters and embodies the physical realm.  He works as a team many of who stay behind in the other dimension to monitor his progress.  They then go in and try to find him to recover his soul.  His soul is encapsulated in a copper bar. The copper bar is not on him but is within the system he entered. In this one instance, he enters into another reality and becomes a red head boy.  I watch the process as the others then go in to try to locate the boy and recover his soul.  Each time they are successful.  He knows his work well.  I seem to have all knowledge they share as though I am in their mind.  Wanting to insert myself in one of these reality shifts I position my observer self where the next reality shift is to occur.  As if programmed, I carry out the instructions.  I am hiding in a closet as the shift begins to occur.  I descend into this new reality not knowing what to expect.  I am immediately discovered by those present.  I think I was expecting to be invisible to them but I wasn’t.  There are more people keyed in to the truth than I had originally expected.  They know why I’m here.  I am in someone’s bedroom where I decide to change something in this new reality.  I decide to open a window.  I’m worried that the change I made might be too obvious but I’m reassured that the change I made is acceptable.  I then get a phone call.  It is the phone call that determines where I am in the system.  They then recover my copper bar containing my soul.  I’m amazed at how all the events are orchestrated with such precision.  

I had a dream in which there were a group of sticky people who would stick to you and assimilate you.   Their sticky nature was seen as a sexual act.  If they stick to you, you in essence become them and you look to stick to others to spread your new cohesive nature.  I was now one of them helping spread their intentions.  They are cunning and have scissor hands with which to protect themselves.  In the middle of this dream I awoke and there above my bed was floating the image of a man wearing a cowboy hat.  From his right pupil I could see a red beam of light as if he had locked onto me as he would a target.  He is the one who placed this dream in my mind.  

Last night’s dream was most interesting.  I find myself on the fifth floor of a school house.  Strangely I’m able to see through the walls and floors of the building.  We have been tasked to re-arrange the furniture in such a way that would allow for the maintenance crew to easily access the interior spaces of the building.  In re-arranging the furniture, I notice that as I re-arrange the furniture on my floor the furniture on the lower floors is also mysteriously re-arranged as if there is a trickle down effect.  I realize my approach to re-arranging the furniture must be with an awareness of the global affect on all floors.  Now with the ability to see the overall picture, I become aware that the arrangement I’ve chosen makes it impossible for the maintenance people to come in and do their work because the entrances to the living quarters are blocked on the lower floors.  I’m then told that I have not properly considered how the maintenance people would be entering the building.  I had assumed they would be entering through the front door.  I’m then told the arrangement does work because the maintenance people are able to enter through the windows on every floor and are not limited to the use of the front door.  Even with this description, I have a sense of being trapped.  Unhappy with the arrangement I know there must be a better alternative.  I determine there is a sofa on my floor that is the cause of the bottleneck and my sense of entrapment.  The sofa is lodged tightly between some other furniture pieces.  I begin jumping up and down on the sofa attempting to dislodge it when suddenly the sofa becomes dislodged.  All the furniture is now floating as if the floors have completely disappeared.  All the furniture now moves freely with grace and ease between the many floors. 

I am a fraternity pledge. Knowing this I’m now aware that the pledge master of the house has been ruthlessly working his pledges for his own personal interests.  I want to expose him and free myself and the others who are under his control.  I now have a clear path to freedom.  I receive a signal from a fellow pledge who indicates to me that now is the time to run.  I know I can fly. I know my powers are now greater and flight is now longer a matter of simply flapping my wings.  I have the ability to soar free with merely a thought.  I take a deep breath and soar to a point atop a high tower that is many stories tall.  I turn to see the pain of my pledge brothers.  I must free them.  By seeing me, they know they are enslaved.  They now know they can be set free.  Standing atop the tower, I spread my wings.  I can see my shadow upon the ground below and the incredible wingspan.  They now know what is possible.  Again I spread my wings shaking them and my body vigorously.  I see the black talons on my back come loose.  I am free.

I woke up and the first thought that entered my mind was that of Peter Pan.  The only thing I remembered of the Peter Pan story was that he flew around with Tinker Bell.  Outside of that, I knew nothing about Peter Pan.  When I arrived at work I looked up the story.  I was surprised to find some striking similarities to my dream.  Peter Pan lived in Neverland and was the leader of the Lost Boys.  Peter had the ability to fly. One night, Peter is spotted and, while trying to escape, he loses his shadow. On returning to re-claim his shadow he meets Wendy who manages to reattach his shadow.

The most apparent thematic thread in the story concerns “growing up” (or not), with the character of Peter wanting to remain a child forever in order to avoid the responsibilities of adulthood. “Peter Pan syndrome” has become a psychiatric term named by Dr. Dan Kiley to describe an adult who is afraid of commitment or refuses to act his age. It is also sometimes used to positively describe an innocent, childlike approach to life.