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Dream Interpretation
Jeff Wrangler:
Oooh! I had a good one last night!
I dreamed I actually heckled a politician who was running for office as a Trump supporter! :laugh:
I accused him of harming poor people by taking away their health insurance.
Front-Ranger:
Yes, the treasonous orangutan appears in our dreams and turns them into nightmares. :'(
Here's how I'm interpreting my latest dream and I invite your thoughts too.
--- Quote from: Front-Ranger on June 01, 2018, 09:21:09 am ---My buddy EDelMar called me to join in a party he was going to. So we and at least a dozen other people piled into cars and drove to a building on the edge of a golf course in SE Denver. I'd always thought it was a church, or maybe the course's clubhouse. It was starting to snow so I was glad I had on my rubber boots.
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My friend is not exactly a party animal, but he does believe in getting people together to have a meaningful shared experience, as in the time he dreamed up the Brokeback BBQ in 2009.
--- Quote from: Front-Ranger on June 01, 2018, 09:21:09 am ---I was distracted by a woman's anthology stacked with other books on the floor. I picked up it and started reading a story by Doris Lessing and got so wrapped up that I didn't notice everybody was being seated. I went into the restaurant and saw that EDelMar was with a crowd at the largest table and there wasn't a place for me. But wait. . .was that him? He looked different.
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This reminds me of my college years when I got distracted by feminism and lost track of my friends.
--- Quote from: Front-Ranger on June 01, 2018, 09:21:09 am ---I finally sat at a table with mixed people, a woman my age, a family, an African American couple. . . . there was a short show with two singing cowboys (really!)
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This mirrors my empty nesting years where I have a diverse group of friends. Anyone care to conjecture what the singing cowboys stand for?
--- Quote from: Front-Ranger on June 01, 2018, 09:21:09 am ---Then I found myself looking down at the crowd. People went through, jugglers, mimes. Then a scowling Trump came by and put something on the ground ... a Faberge egg ... with a small cow and chicken in it, peacefully nuzzling each other. We ... realized this whole party was arranged by Trump to appease the people.
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My feelings as horrifying spectacles happen daily.
--- Quote from: Front-Ranger on June 01, 2018, 09:21:09 am ---We started filing out and ... I noticed that two men were following me. I [was] talking about what is the definition of "assault" in a congenial way, and I was trying to make the argument that he had assaulted me even though he hadn't touched me.
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My "me too" moment.
--- Quote from: Front-Ranger on June 01, 2018, 09:21:09 am ---But then I left the crowd, climbed the stairs again, followed the path ... toward the other stairs ... but the floor turned into a canvas tent and the path petered out. I looked into the shadows and thought that I was not going to get my boots back. Realizing that I was dreaming, I started to make up hopeful scenarios for how this dream might end. . .
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My trepidations about the future, losing my sturdy boots and the way forward disappearing. :'(
CellarDweller:
that's a pretty concise interpretation there, Lee!
Front-Ranger:
I had kind of a goofy dream last night and feel compelled to tell somebody about it. You are IT, and I'll try to keep it short.
I was invited to a party given by some Japanese person. Japanese parties are different, I learned, including the fact that you get an outfit that you're supposed to wear. It was kind of a cute outfit, a little juvenile looking, but all in fun. So, I went to find a place to change into the outfit. But, wherever I went, there were people. A group of Japanese young ladies, giggling over stuffed animals. A group of Japanese men in gray suits, lounging on some sofas. I was getting increasingly stressed as the event wore on and I couldn't find a single private place to change my clothes. Finally, I decided NOT to wear the special clothes, and then I woke up. Your thoughts?
CellarDweller:
You refuse to change for others, you are going to be your own person.
I had a dream as well last night.
I received a phone call from a man I had never met. He found my FB page online and wanted to meet. He gave me his name and I found him online. He was a veterinarian, and we met up. He looked very "80s" , John Stamos hair, jeans, big, white high tops. We drove around, talking, and having a good time. We stopped at my job for some reason, where he saw my work station, and he gave me a kiss in front of everyone.
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