Last night I stumbled out of bed to use the restroom. When I came back to bed I realized that the bizarre thoughts running through my head were a dream. It was the most bizarre dream that I have ever had. The dream played out in several acts. I don't know why it happened like this except that maybe my subconscious was unable to come up with decent transitions between the scenes.
The dream began with me flying through space in a small spaceship toward a small distant planet. On the approach all of the instruments in the ship went haywire and I knew that we were in trouble. Somehow, I can't explain how, I knew that our problems were related to satellites orbiting this planet.
On the planet I found myself in a great convention area with numerous young twenty somethings. I felt like everyone was ignoring me because I could see conversations going on around me, but I was not a part of any of them.
I overheard one conversation. In it one of the twenty somethings that looked like a blonde version of the cool hip guy on the apple commercials said to another less distinct person that he was having a hard time creating the hearts of the animals in his world. Somehow, I don't know how, I knew that he was not talking about the hearts that pump blood but something else. That is when I realized that I must be at some sort of god convention.
I finally got someone to notice me and I pointed out that I did not belong here. They looked at my finger and pulled out a long thin wire which they (I really don't know who they is) examined under some microscope thing. I know it's getting wierd but it's almost over. They found some code on the wire and then the bizarre things started to happen.
They, whoever they was, found some sort of numeric code on the wire. From under a shelf they pulled out a full Gideon's Bible and sorted through the pages and layed the book flat. Then they took out something that looked like a framing square and oriented it on the bible while paying careful attention to the code that they got from the wire that came out of my finger.
The point of the framing square landed on two words, "Most High." They all looked at me and apologized for keeping me and set me on my way. It ended with me in my small spacecraft cruising through the galaxy again.
Wow. I feel really wierd.
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I pulled out my dream book for this one and, although it is a fairly unique dream, was able to come up with a few possible interpretations/explanations.
Interpretation Number One. You have a deep longing to be both recognized, and for unregulated space travel. These two needs combined, much like Christopher Columbus, cause you to want to strike out with the hopes of discovering a “new land” which, in fact, has long been inhabited for more than a thousand years (or millions, depending on which theory you subscribe to). In fact, this form of discovery is a lot like a thief who “discovers” your car stereo.
Interpretation Number Two. You have a poor self image and a deep fear that people will discover your true identity. You hide behind things like spacecrafts or, for instance, beards and mustaches, hoping that you will have open access, without actually being noticed. An accompanying fear includes the fact that you’re afraid of one day finding a group of people you identify with, only to find out that you don’t belong there either.
Interpretation Number Three. Taco Bueno did not agree with you last night at all and two bean burritos really ought to be enough! (I was surprised to find that one in the book, but that’s what it says.)
And…
Interpretation Number Four. You think that “pull my finger” joke is funny.
I hope this helps man. I’ve found this book to be, almost always, dead on.
So Tim, are you Joseph? I know you were in Egypt recently.
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