I’m in a biosphere. They are planting grasses and cultivating the soil. Some here are partially naked. There is a light skinned black guy with a curved semi erect penis who smiles at me as if I know him but he doesn’t really look familiar. He apparently likes me. There is a baby blue and grey car nearby which they are licking clean.
I then see a man dressed in a deep orange red suit. He has stitching down his arm like an embroidery. The stitching is being sown in real time. My eyes follow the stitch down his arm. The process of watching the stitch pulls my consciousness into a new dream where I am in a bathroom in a building. I find myself standing in front of the sink. Someone has left a freezer bag with crystals in it. I believe them to be of some value and I would like to keep them but I feel I might get caught for stealing it. I think it might be a trap. I see a vent in the ceiling and have an idea to stuff the bag in the vent to hide it temporarily. As I open the vent and attempt to reach in I can hear someone in the vent possibly watching my action. I decide to take a risk and keep the bag with me. The bag then becomes a wooden crystal bowl allowing me to hold it such that no one would recognize it as the bag of crystals. Leaving the building I’m confronted with a man in an elevator pushing a stroller. He pushes the stroller past me and exits the elevator. I then exit the elevator too letting him know by my action that he needs to step into the elevator and take responsibility of the child. “This is your baby you brought him here.” I’m thinking he needs to take care of his child. I then go looking for another elevator closer to the room where I was previously. I am looking for room 1736 and the bank of elevators that will take me to 1736.
When I woke up I grabbed my voice recorder and began recording the dream. In a rush because I had over slept I was recording the dream and making my coffee and heating up my croissant all while recording the dream. I knew all the noise would be on the recording but figured I’d still make out the important parts of the dream to journal. Here is where the magic happens.
I remember having a ceramic singing bowl so I went looking for it but couldn’t find it. The next best thing I could find was a Tibetan bowl which I grabbed thinking I could honor the dream by setting the bowl possibly with some water on my alter. Sitting there having my coffee and breakfast I thought water just didn’t feel right. I had to put something else in the bowl as an offering. I then thought I’d grab a few seeds from last years harvest of flowers from my garden an place them in the bowl. Remembering where I had stored my seeds I grabbed from the cupboard a freezer bag which contained other bags of various seeds. Standing there looking at the bag I had an ah ha moment. The bag looked just like the bag of crystals in my dream. I then placed my marigold seeds in the bowl and sat back down wondering to myself whether that was a coincidence or the magic of the dream. I then pushed the play button on my voice recorder to listen to the playback of my dream. I then heard the playback of my dream regarding the man in the orange red suit when my violin caught my eye it was the same color that the man had worn. I then had another ah ha moment looking at the strings of the violin which if played would run down my arm. At that precise moment I could hear the noise of me in the kitchen mucking with the microwave closing the door and setting the time which the microwave plays a tone for every button you push it was as if my violin or the thought of my violin on my arm was playing a song. Just more than an eerie coincidence.
When I sat to journal the dream I couldn’t really place where the dream took place. I didn’t yet have a word for the biosphere reference. When the word came to me with which to describe the dream it all made sense. They were sowing seeds and planting a biosphere.