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Dream Interpretation
Front-Ranger:
--- Quote from: serious crayons on August 06, 2021, 02:01:37 pm ---Wow, that sounds awful! I don't completely understand who holds what power there, or why they can boss you around like that. But if they've cheated instructors out of their pay and students out of their tuition, I would certainly hope there'd be some legal recourse. Are they associated with some larger organization that would frown upon such actions?
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That is a flaw of the movement. There really is no national or international governing body. What little there is is an old boys' network.
I was on a hike today in the San Juan Mountains and somebody mentioned that it was commonplace to have nonsensical dreams and thoughts while trying to sleep at altitude. This was reassuring to me.
Jeff Wrangler:
Well, here's one for the books.
Last night I dreamed I was back in the apartment where I lived from 1990 to 1995. Something seemed a bit "off," so I locked the deadbolt on the door.
Then I was in the bedroom, and there was a toilet (yes, a toilet! :laugh: ) next to the bed. (I could otherwise see the room quite clearly.)
Then I was in the bathroom, and again there was an issue with the toilet! :laugh: It was against the wall and facing it's position in reality.
Why on earth am I having dreams about toilets? ??? :laugh:
Jeff Wrangler:
This suddenly seems to be my season for dreams. I certainly had an odd one last night.
Actually, to begin, I was at my father's for the weekend. He insists on attending an 8 a.m. church service, which means I need to get up at the stinking early hour of 5:30 a.m. So last night I went to bed and set my alarm for 5:30. The alarm is a clock radio, and I always set it to play music. I went to sleep, and suddenly woke up, and immediately began to hear music. I reached over to hit the Snooze button, but nothing happened; the music continued to play. Then I realized it wasn't the clock radio; it was my phone: Spam text message! I turned off the phone.
I figured I was already awake, so I might as well get up. I didn't look at the time. I went into the bathroom and began to wash up. Then I noticed the time on the bathroom wall clock: 1:40! Feeling sheepish, I went back to bed. I managed to fall asleep, and that's when I had the dream.
I thought I heard music again. but I knew it was neither my phone nor the radio. In fact, it seemed to be coming from downstairs. I got up and went downstairs without turning on any lights. I got as far as the dining room. I could still hear music, and I saw that the kitchen door was open. I went back upstairs to wake my father, and to get the piece of board he keeps by his bed to use as a club. (I have never asked him why he feels this is necessary.)
I remember telling my father about the kitchen door being open, and reaching for the club. That's the last I remember.
Front-Ranger:
Hmmm. What kind of music was playing, in each case?
Jeff Wrangler:
--- Quote from: Front-Ranger on October 25, 2021, 06:10:30 pm ---Hmmm. What kind of music was playing, in each case?
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I don't recall. I just remember that I could hear it was music.
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