Last nights dream the part I remember happened very early in the morning. I was already starting to surface from the dream when I found myself at work. There is an actors guild which is supported by my job. The group is meeting in our cafeteria. On the walls are profile pictures of a select few actors recognized for their talent. When I walk in to the cafeteria I pause for a moment, I don’t recall when we started supporting an actors guild. Not sure of the answer I proceed to sit down at an available table. Across from me I notice two friends Jamal and Sohail are seated there. I am surprised to see Jamal and I say hello but it seems he did not hear me or chose not to recognize me.
Put off by the encounter I get up and turn and under my breath say a forceful GOODBYE!. Jamal answers Goodbye. I take control of the dream and force a turn around. I want to know why he didn’t acknowledge me at first. This part is completely out of context as I can sense of freedom which wasn’t present before. Now standing in front of him I ask him what went wrong. Why didn’t he respond to me. I describe the friendship we could have had had he said hello. There is a deep sense of honesty and truthfulness a moment to come clean and clear the air. We both express a love and appreciation for the other. By the end of our encounter I feel we have set the record straight and any bygones are gone. We can again have a meaningful friendship based on love and respect for each other. It felt very good.
~~~~~ DREAM ENDS
What was so unusual was when I turned around and went back to confront him. I felt I was about to leave and exit the dream and wake up but when I heard him say goodbye as I left I forced the turn around to confront him. Interestingly, the confrontation was all very positive and an opening up of true emotions of love. There was no hostility there.
Last night’s dream was very bizarre and detailed. In the dream I have been frequenting the office building where I work. Day by day the scene changes just a little bit. The change is so slight it is unnoticeable except when I reflect back on the past and recall details no longer present. Everyday I go buy my danish and morning coffee from a small Korean market. On this morning, I again go buy my danish except the sum change over the many years hits me. As I reflect on the past, I perceive the overall change as significant. What is causing the change? I decide to do something different today.
Looking around I decide to follow the others about their morning business. I hop on a bus. The bus takes me up on a mountain to a remote location which is barely accessible. To hide from view I am camouflaged in the back of the bus with leather skins. I can hear the sound of the the animals who wore the skins. The passengers here are being taken hostage by a group of gorilla vandals and made to be slaves. I realize I have to do something to save these people. The gorillas are not yet aware of my presence since I am normally a creature of habit and would not have deviated from my morning routine they simply are not expecting me to be on this bus. I study my environment carefully and decide a course of action. I am unknown here it is almost as if I blend in to the scenery and am simply overlooked by their own force of habit. The gorillas simply do not notice me. I use this to my advantage.
I become lucid enough to know I am in an altered state and most likely dreaming. I decide to try some of my skills to manipulate the dream. I begin threading parts of the dream to alter the tracks slightly. This allows those who are enslaved here to notice a slight change but not large enough for it to be obvious to the gorillas. Those seeking hope can see the light and realize a new day is on the horizon. Little by little, I thread a parallel timeline. I divine a storyline where the Master Gorilla likes to be fed only one particular food his morning crescent. The gorillas seeing the new storyline give instructions to the slaves to make the crescents for the Master Gorilla. Over time the MG begins to gain weight and becomes obese all the while I continue threading the new storyline. The new story line allows the the slaves to enjoy a thanksgiving meal while the gorillas are given a ration beans. They have no awareness I have changed the storyline.
In time I create an opening big enough in the dream to fill with new possibilities. I breath in the vapors of the dream and it feels good. There is a sense of freedom. I am given a chair and a wooden staff. The chair sits on the track I created. The chair moves along the track and through the opening in the dream. I ride it home but on the way I ride past the Master Gorilla who I easily identify because he is very obese now. He is being held to the dream by only a few remaining threads. I take my staff and poke him with it once then twice. The second poke dislodges him from the dream completely. We are all free now.
My chair continues down the track as I return to my bed and I awake from the dream.
~~~~ DREAM ENDS
After my alarm rang I closed my eyes and immediately had a vision of a woman. I studied her features carefully. Her jaw line was thin and pointy. She had similar eyes to my family. She resembled my dad’s side of the family. I wondered if she was representing the female embryo’s. She spoke to me. I could see her lips moving and the expressions she made will speaking. She explained the gorilla dream on some deep level words are not able to describe. When she was done she gave a final blink of her eyes and vanished.
Last night I had a dream where I am fighting my archnemisis my ex partner Joe. It is a constant struggle for inner peace. I love him yet I hate him for the things he does. He antagonizes me. In this episode, he has me in a gated community which he controls who goes in and out. The only way in or out is to have a badge to pass through the security check points. I’m hungry and would just like to get on with my life. I see his laundry that needs to be done. So I decide to do the laundry for him as he never seems to notice me when I’m doing chores. In particular, my awareness is drawn to a full length yellow and white terry cloth robe with a hood on it. The laundry basket is on wheels and rides along a roller coaster track to the wash room. I decide to cover myself with the robe and ride the laundry basket out of the confines. Fearful of what might happen in the laundry basket but believing it is my only way out I decide to go for it. Joe see me with the laundry but doesn’t suspect anything. He is distracted looking at an app on his phone. It is a musical tuning app. I tell him to try the G String Tuning app. With him distracted with the G String. I jump in the basket and cover myself with the robe and hold on to the side handles of the basket. The basket runs along the track at full speed gliding past the gates and over a round lake where the water is crystal clear. I can see a boy swimming under water in the lake. He swims like a fish with great speed. He wears red, white and blue boxers that look like the US flag. The white stars are very noticeable reflecting the light shimmering on the surface of the water. He is swimming face down with his arms outstretched. Still face down he gives me a back hand wave such that the wave is in my direction letting me know he is with me. His body slowly turns as he goes around the pool to give me a side look and giving him an opportunity to glance my way. I sense he supports me and by wearing his boxing shorts he is ready to fight for good with me. He is in my court I’m not alone and by the way I am now free.
As I was waking up from the dream I saw the letters SS or it might have been 55 and then the word Marron +35R.
My roommate who is a doctor is getting ready to move. His wife is here with him. He places an acupuncture needle in my right big toe. He tells me it will help with my pain. My memory is drawn to a time previously where I recall the benefits of acupuncture. Believing it may help I accept the needle. The needle slip out slightly but he assures me it won’t fall out completely until the medication is fully administered. I return to my living room to find it is now empty of all furniture with the exception of a few dust balls remaining on the floor. The wood floors are nicely polished. I look around and wonder if they have stolen all my belongings. It is refreshing to know I have a clean start. Health alert devices are now available in the house in various formats with vibrant blue indicator lights. I can see the kitchen sink and cabinets appear suddenly. I wonder how they connect the plumbing or if it is just an illusion. I am becoming aware this is a dream. The guy in the kitchen responds to my thoughts by turning on the water to demonstrate functionality and possibly to dissuade me of the fact I am dreaming. I suspect it may be a sound effect of water and not actual water that I hear. I offer assistance and reach over to turn the garbage disposal on. To my surprise, it runs. His wife walks in to hand me an ironing board she is returning. She indicates it was in their bedroom. I look at the ironing board not recognizing it and say, “It is not my ironing board.” I point to a memory of my ironing board, the one my mother had when I was a child. She proceeds to folds the board in a way that is inconsistent with ironing boards I am familiar with, hers swivels to close.