Ignoring NASA

Dream

My immediate family and I all work for NASA and my mother and sister are about to leave on a mission. They will be travelling around at relativistic speeds, so for an observer on Earth they won’t be back for at least 100 years. We are discussing the mission with some random crew member as the ship is being loaded, but the conversation somehow pertains to a book about our current actions. I haven’t read this far in the book yet so I’m trying to follow along. They inform me that I’m going to stow away on the ship against the wishes of NASA. The crew will be in stasis for most of the trip so my presence won’t cause a supply problem (I got worried about this mid-dream). I also have my own stasis chamber that I personally built. We learn that NASA is threatening further missions if I join this one. They will delay the next mission for five years and will institute even harsher punishments for future stowaways. We don’t really care and now my dad has decided to join the mission as well. NASA threatens to take away the electron from our family crest (pictured below) if we proceed with the plan, and we all think that they are being completely unreasonable about trying to split up our family.

Analysis

I’ve always wanted to work for NASA, but I hope they aren’t such jerks in real life. All their threats were pretty hollow though, since it’s hard to punish someone who won’t be around for the next 100 years.

The part where my own future was being told to me from a book was pretty bizarre. I was being informed of decisions like I had already made them and I just followed along. I guess this is somewhat similar to many of my dealings with my family. When we gets together I’m just informed of it and go along. I don’t make any real decision to participate and just do what's expected of me. I’m not saying that I don’t like seeing my family, but it does bother me a little how passive I am about it.

Auguries

NASA threatened to take away our electron, which is something that represents negativity. My family or I might lose something negative, possibly through science.

Criminals and Car Washes

Dream

Mark ‘Marky  Mark’ Wahlberg is a criminal, and Dwayne ‘The Rock’ Johnson is a law enforcement officer. The dream starts just after they've had a battle of some sort and have now both retreated to their respective bases to recover. Jeremy ‘Doesn’t have a Nickname” Piven is Wahlberg’s senior accomplice, or crime mentor, or whatever. Anyway, he was captured and Wahlberg is worried that further pursuit is coming for him. Then he remembers that it's the day when the fire department washes there vehicles, so he doesn’t have to worry (the firefighters enforce the law in a sort of Fahrenheit 451 sort of way). Cut to the fire station were a raucous bikini carwash is in progress. It would seem that the fireman take there wash day very seriously and invite all the local attractive/exhibitionist women over to help (or maybe they were hookers, it’s not really clear). There is plenty of water getting thrown around, but most of it is getting on the women and not the fire engine.  The chief and some other senior officers are in a hot tub and their women are topless, or possibly even naked. You don’t see anything explicit though since two of the women are low enough in the water that it obscures their chests and the third is sitting in a guy’s lap and he is cupping her breasts (still probably enough for a PG-13 though). While this is going on an agent from internal affairs arrives with a troll enforcer (as in a full on fantasy troll: massive ugly dude with a large club). When the chief notices that internal affairs has arrived he starts to make a fuss, but the agent coolly informs him that he doesn’t have to worry, implying that he has already lost his job. The agent starts talking to one of the senior fire fighters about Mark Wahlberg. Apparently Wahlberg and Piven are ID Forgers. The ID’s are meant to allow them to pass at a younger age so that they can compete in the Hunger Games (what their motive is I couldn’t tell you). All young people are required to report to the fire station for volunteer duty, and a good way to check the validity of an ID is to see if it shows up in the fire departments records. Piven was caught this way, but two weeks ago Wahlberg had gotten into the records somehow. The agent accuses the firemen of registering him without sufficiently checking his ID, and orders the troll to attack. Suddenly the troll is at least two stories tall and is attempting to smash the firemen with its club while they scramble to avoid the blows. The firemen try to hide from the enormous troll and that is where the dream ends.

Analysis

As a movie idea, I see a lot of problems with this idea. For one, there is a startling lack of focus. Where was Johnson during all this? What was being done to Piven? What is a troll doing in a dystopian future movie? I guess the car wash scene is showing that the firefighters are incompetent, but I don’t see how that justifies the internal affairs agent killing them. Is the agent our true antagonist in the movie, and if so, are Wahlberg and Johnson eventually going to team up to take him down? I just can’t tell where this is going.

Auguries

Bikini car washes seem like fun, but they will end in tragedy.   

Late to Work at the Flower Factory

Date Dreamed: 2014-02-18

Dream

I work at some sort of flower distribution business. We cut and arrange flowers in a sort of factory anyhow. I’m walking to work in the morning, and the weather is overcast and somewhat hazy. There are plenty of other people out walking and we are all converging at the bridge over the river. I stop at the pedestrian traffic jam formed by this bottleneck and the person in front of me turns around. He starts insisting that I take out some sort of loan from him. This guy is clearly shady and it looks like he has some henchman in the crowd. I refuse his persistent requests and get so uncomfortable that I leave the sidewalk and start walking away through the grass. It's very muddy and slippery and I have to work just to keep from falling down. I meet my friend Ryan, who also works at the flower factory. We walk to work together and spend some time outside cleaning our shoes before we go inside. When we finally enter we are late for work. A broadcast system announces that two of the workers who were supposed to be stationed at the gift shop haven’t arrived yet, so that department is understaffed. Ryan and I understand that the two missing workers are us, and realize that we are needed in the gift shop. The factory works on some sort of daily work rotation that is unannounced ahead of time. Before we enter the shop we make two new flower displays as a sort of excuse for what we were doing and why we are late. When we walk in the gift shop we find the two women who will be working with us (because apparently four people are needed to run this place). The gift shop consists of various fancy displays of flowers and other decorations scattered around the room on shelves and plinths. The women, one of whom is Alaina, tell us that nobody has been in yet so it doesn’t really matter that we were late. Ryan and I add our newly created bouquets to the other displays. Mine is a gift specifically for the parents of newborn twins. It consists of a tiny leather couch and some water balloons. The balloons have happy messages written on them. The big one in the middle say “We Wanted Twins and We Got Twins”, and a smaller balloon say “Two Wins” (as a sort of pun on the word twins). The shelf I set the couch on isn’t very stable and the balloons keep rolling off. After trying to keep the balloons stationary for a while, one of them develops a hole and starts leaking water. I start to panic and attempt to pinch the hole shut, but all my efforts just make the problem worse. Since the tiny couch is leather I’m making a big deal about getting it wet. My fellow workers tell me just to pop the balloon but I keep insisting that I can’t do that on the leather couch. The situation is getting increasingly out of hand and now water is spraying all over the place and not just on the couch. I try to direct the stream of water into my mouth as a way of containing it, but I only manage to get myself soaking wet. I pick up the balloon and start running for the bathroom. The water finally stops flowing right at the entrance to the bathroom, and I collapse from a combination of frayed nerves and a sense of defeat. At that moment some customers arrive at the gift shop. The others try to distract them as I dejectedly drag myself into the bathroom to hide. I hear the customers make and inquiry about why there is water everywhere and one of my female coworkers pokes her head into the bathroom to check on me. I’m lying curled up on the floor, broken and defeated.

Context Explanations

Ryan and Alaina are friends of mine from high school.

Plot Holes

That was an outrageous amount of water to be coming out of one balloon.

Erection?

Despondently Yes

Analysis

This dream might seem very downbeat, but it was actually played with a more comedic tone. It was reminiscent of an I Love Lucy sketch, where a seemingly small problem steadily escalates to absurd levels. My actions at the end were a deliberate overstatement of my emotions. Exaggerating my feelings was a way of getting in on the joke. Less reaction would show that my pride had actually been hurt, and trying to pretend it was a big deal would be a sign that my self-esteem needed to be shielded from damage. By playing up the situation I acknowledge that it was funny, and excepted that my behavior had been humorous if not taken seriously. The part with the unrelenting usurer was a combination of my fear of confrontation with strangers and my dislike for being in debt. I think the whole idea of the flower factory grew from hearing someone say they bought a cooking spice from a flower shop, and now my understandings of the limits of that business have been thrown into question.

Auguries

We had mud on shoes and water on a leather couch. This speaks of something fancy of expensive being dirtied or damaged. 

Dr. Who Fan Fiction

Date Dreamed: 2014-02-13

Dream

I’m traveling with the Dr. and we get split up while running away from some robots. I arrive at the TARDIS alone and close the doors behind me. A seemingly friendly robot was following me and starts pleading from behind the doors. It's saying nothing but nice things, but I know that if it catches me it will kill me. I have to use the TARDIS before it gets through the doors, and end up near Abraham Lincoln. The Dr. and I have already had two adventures involving Lincoln but I’m not happy about it since during them I developed a morphine addiction and became pregnant (not as a women, but Junior style). I’m still mad about these as they are ongoing problems that the Dr. hasn’t fixed yet. Anyway, we are at a military fort, where Lincoln is illegally stockpiling arms before the start of the civil war. I already know many of the officers from previous adventures, so I have a good sense of what’s going on. It's night and I’m flying around (without any vehicle) observing everything from above without anyone noticing me. One of the officers is going to have a sword duel with some member of an evil conspiracy group in the forest outside the fort. I perch high in a tree and watch the dual start. The other onlookers complain that the starlight is too even (whatever that means) and start hanging up lights. A Native American guide climbs the tree I’m in to turn on some lights and almost catches me. He aims some multi-colored lights and the duelers and then starts setting up a large spot light on a pole. When the spot light comes on it sweeps over me briefly and people notice me floating in the air. I retreat as everyone starts freaking out as they think witches are attacking.

Context Explanations

I watched all the Dr. Who on Netflix recently. I only watched the new series, as the classic stuff was a little to dated for my taste.

Plot Holes

My history seems a little questionable, but I’ve just learned that morphine was around during the American Civil War and that addictions were common (I looked it up on Wikipedia while writing this). The male pregnancy doesn’t make sense though. I’ll just assume it had something to do with aliens.

Erection?

Covertly Yes

Analysis

I was always slightly off put by how England-centric, and often London-centric, Dr. Who was, so I’m glad that my story involved someone else’s history. Sure, I just replaced it with an American bias, but you use the history you know. Friendly robots don’t seem like a terrible villian. They were strangely threatening since the just want to do stuff like give you a hug, but that hug would crush the life out of you. My behavior of stealthily observing history was nothing like a standard Dr. Who story. Without having the Dr. around I guess I wasn’t up to blatantly inserting myself into the action. My flying around seems like something that could be accomplished with some sweet future technology, but it would provide an easy way out of so many problems that it seems like a really bad idea drama-wise. I also smell some Assassins Creed III rip offs. The observation from a tree and the evil conspiracy group are very similar to that game.

Auguries

I should be careful about getting addicted to morphine and very careful not to get pregnant. The Dr. isn’t going to solve these problems for me.

Motel Murderer

Date Dreamed: 2014-02-07

Dream

I’m sleeping in a hotel room (I changed the title for alliterative purposes). During the night I get the impression that someone is in the room and they are threatening to murder me. The next day when I tell people about this they assume I was dreaming. I conduct research into some guy, who hates me for unspecified reasons, and find that he has access to the key card machine where I am staying. Motive and opportunity still aren’t enough evidence to convince anyone that I’m in danger. That night I wake up to the feeling of being misted with water in my bed. It's raining outside and my assailant has opened the windows in my hotel room. I stir but don’t open my eyes. He notices my movement and closes the window since he doesn’t actually want to wake me up. Assuming I’m still asleep, he starts talking to me. He's describing when and how he is going to kill me and reveling in his power over my seemingly unconscious and helpless form. I continue to lie still and motionless and wish that I had my tape recorder to gather evidence against him. As he leaves he opens the windows again and turns on a light to provide clear evidence of his presence, as a way of tormenting me. When he's gone I get up and close the window and turn the light off again. I consider bolting the door from now on, but that would tip him off and I still wanted to gather more concrete evidence. Later, I get a threat filled email from him, which isn’t a very subtle way to commit murder.

Context Explanations

I sleep with a tape recorder next to my bed. That is how I initially record these dreams.

Plot Holes

Power hungry sociopaths are usually depicted as criminal masterminds, but this one seems pretty ham fisted.

Erection?

Spookily Yes

Analysis

This wasn’t a nightmare since I can’t remember being scared at any time during the dream. I was exasperated when nobody believed me, and I was mostly intrigued by my would be murderer. The whole thing seemed like a hip TV show crime investigation, and I completely failed to act like I was the intended victim. At my old job I used to stay in hotels when working in the field. My boss once told me a story about another guy in the company who was continuously threatened by one of the workers on a field job. I would guess this is what inspired the dream, although an excavator was not the promised instrument of my demise.

Auguries

Maybe I should start locking my door, but nah.

Exes at the Movies

Date Dreamed: 2014-02-06

Dream

Adam, Kirk, Maison, and I are driving to the movie theater. We are in some sort of hatch back or minivan, and Kirk is driving. We arrive at the theater parking lot and get out. I notice the back hatch is open so I slam it closed, nearly hitting Kirk. I apologies for almost smashing him and can’t explain why I would close the hatch without looking. Everyone walks into the theater except for Kirk, who is reparking the car for some reason. Maison mentions that he is going to buy the car from Kirk. Just outside the theater I meet Randy; a girl I used to know. I bluff my way though some conversational pleasantries as I don’t remember her very well, and then finally get inside the building. The movie we are seeing is “Technically Speaking, It’s a Wonderful Life”. It is a new hit comedy and everyone is telling me how great it is. I think it actually looks pretty stupid, but I keep this opinions to myself. The lobby is a wide open room with linoleum floors, two rows of Ionic columns, and potted plants in all the recesses. There is no sign of a concessions stand, and the ticket seller is at a small podium in the center of the room. While we walk up to get our tickets Maison asks me to hide him and is walking behind me to use me as a screen. This doesn’t work, because his ex-girlfriend pops up and starts talking to him. She is there with Randy, and now they are both talking to use while we just try to buy our tickets. I pretend not to know the name of the movie when I ask for my ticket so that I can claim that I had no desire to watch this movie. The dream ends as I get my ticket and join Adam at the back of the lobby, while Maison is still getting uncomfortable chatting with his ex and Kirk still hasn’t come in from parking the car.

Context Explanations

These are all people I knew in high school. I barely even knew Maison or Randy, so their appearance is somewhat odd.

Plot Holes

I’m wasn’t that good of friends with these people, so I don’t know why I would join them in seeing a movie I thought would suck.

Erection?

Cinematically Yes

Analysis

The main thing here is that I sometimes engage in social events that I have no desire to attend. I will endure hours of torturous boredom for no rational reason that I can think of. Mostly I think I just don’t want to have to make up an excuse to get out of going. This ties in with my fairly picky taste in movies. If a movie isn’t intellectually stimulating, masterfully crafted, or uniquely original I don’t have much interest in seeing it (I’ll also watch it if it was made in the 80’s). Another thing I don’t like is running into old girlfriends. I only have one, but I broke up with her for a reason and am not very interested in what she has been up to since then.

Auguries

Be careful when closing doors, and keep a lookout for old acquaintances.

Small Thefts

Date Dreamed: 2014-02-05

Dream

I’m a tiny dude, and I’m sneaking around a terraced yard that may also be on a roof. I’m probably about four inches tall and there are normal size people wandering around. Stealing food is possibly my goal and I end up climbing onto a barbecue grill. Two of the relative giants and standing and talking to each other when a person who is a foot and a half tall approaches them. The medium person asks them for some kind of help, but one of the big people steps on him and squashes him. Dozens of the medium people then burst out and start attacking the large people. I try to keep out of site and away from danger.

Context Explanations

I’ve got nothing for this one.

Plot Holes

It was too short to have much of a plot.

Erection?

A small one, yes.

Analysis

Yesterday I was watching a little kid run around on ice and fall without even really feeling it. I mused about how it would be easier to live the smaller that you were. I wrote a whole essay about this earlier on my other blog. It looks like my subconscious wanted to show me the clear advantages of being big.

Auguries

Don’t ask tall people for favors.

Hat Shopping Near the Zoo

Date Dreamed: 2014-02-01

Dream

I’m shopping for a new hat in New York City. I go to a couple different stores but all I can find are hats for the Broncos, the Seahawks, or a local college team. I’m also put off by how stylish all the hats are, and I see how stylish everyone else in the store is so I feel like I don’t belong. I start walking back to my truck which I parked a few blocks away, and run into a girl I have a discussion group with in school. She greets me as “Computer Science Major” since everyone in the group calls me that because I’m good at math, not because that’s my major. I tease them for constantly being on their smart phones sending emails to one another. One email contained an obvious spelling error, so I imply that they are all immaterial and don’t contain anything useful. This context has the feeling of coming from another dream I had earlier. The girl states that she is in a hurry and starts jogging ahead. There is a man (with curly hair) and a woman with her and they start jogging after her. I get a feeling like we are in a race and run to catch up. They happen to be headed to the same place where my truck is parked, but when we get their all the vehicles are missing and police tape is blocking the street. I’m sure that I wasn’t parked illegally and can’t understand why my vehicle would have been towed. The people I was following have walked around the corner so I pass the police barrier and follow them. I still can’t find my truck, but I do see a giant lion charging a police line at the other end of the street. The others are already sprinting down a parking ramp underneath a building, and I do the same. We run down and around a corner and then through a series of doors. Everyone is yelling at me to run faster because the lion is chasing me, but I never look back. At a final set of double doors we stop and lock them. There is a black man inside who is angry at us for almost letting the lion in. He shows us a metal door that the lion attacked and it is extremely battered, with claw punctures that dented it all the way from the other side.

Context Explanations

The Broncos and Seahawks are about to play a Super Bowl in New York. I’ve never been shopping in New York though, and nobody called me Computer Science Major in college.

Plot Holes

Setting up some police tape doesn’t seem like a sufficient way to contain a lion.

Erection?

Fearfully Yes

Analysis

I do get uncomfortable in hat stores. I went to a store I think was called “Lids” once, and it was a very unpleasant experience. The dream also carries my annoyance about the commercialism of the Super Bowl. My vehicle being towed is probably a call back to when I was afraid to park illegal in front of the post office the other day. What the lion represents, I can’t say. It might be a dramatic rendering of social situation, aka Super Bowl Parties, that usually make me want to run away and hide.

Auguries

Peer pressure leads to trouble. I’m better off not following the crowd.

Corporate Corruption

Date Dreamed: 2014-01-15

Dream

A man and a woman decide to exact vigilante justice on a local drug dealer. The dealer in question is operating in a large concrete plaza, with his back to a retaining wall in what could only be described as a shady manner. Our heroes confront him, and then beat him up. The police arrive and the drug dealer is taken away in an ambulance. The man and woman are trying to explain their reasons to the police, but then some high ranking detectives pull them aside. The detectives explain that the dealer was just the tip of the iceberg, and that the real problem is located in the corporate office building at the head of the plaza. The detectives can’t get into the building (not enough evidence to get a warrant sort of thing), so the main characters agree to go in to try to uncover what is going on inside. They just walk right into the building and start wandering around. Past the wide open foyer, and through some labyrinthine shelving, they come to a collection of desks where people are working. Immediately, they notice a nun loading money onto a black duffle bag that looks similar to a bag carried by the dealer they beat up earlier. The female vigilante dumps the bag out and starts asking pointed questions about what it’s for. She turns around and sees another working loading various items into a duffle bag. She then starts shouting to everyone in the office about how she has only been in the building a few minutes and has already noticed two instances of questionable actions. She asks why no one has come forward and exposed the company’s clandestine activities. The woman notices an executive whispering to the fat man who leads the security personnel, and the security forces start deploying around her. Now seems like a good time to leave, and she starts moving back to the building entrance. When she emerges into the foyer, she finds one fat security officer, holding a bow, who is guarding the main building exit and a second who is guarding the hallway to the elevators. She dodges back into the high shelves to avoid arrow fire, and runs deeper into the building. After weaving a complicated escape route through the shelves, she finds another fat guy with a bow guarding the stairs. She is able to get behind him with a feint and descends the stairs into the basement, taking whole flights of stairs in single leaps. Screams are heard as the guards turn on all the panicking workers. The woman runs through the dark basement corridors for a way before entering a shower room to hide. When she passes two frantic women running out of the showers and shouting warnings she drops into a slide and skids across the wet floor. She comes to a stop at the far end of the room without finding any threats. The dream ends with a classic failure to resolve the story.

Context Explanations

My brain was crafting this one out of whole cloth.

Plot Holes

The fact that the woman smuggling money for the corporation was a nun seemed a bit strange. Without explanation the male vigilante simply disappeared from the dream half way through, but he wasn’t really needed in the story anymore I guess. Also, bow wielding security guards seem an odd choice. Maybe they didn’t want gunfire to be heard from outside the building.

Erection?

Excitingly Yes

Analysis

This is my favorite type of dream. These fictional stories created by my subconscious are the reason I started writing these down. The best part is that I’m not in the dreams, and just watch them like a movie. Anyway, this one seems like pretty stereotypical action movie writing. The honorable detectives who are handicapped by their own system are hardly new characters, and corrupt corporations seem to be the favorite villain or our times (evil hackers are also popular, but I’m glad my dream didn’t try to add to the bad reputation that has already been built around the title “hacker”). As for clues about my subconscious that can be pulled from the dream, the fact that all the armed security officers were fat might be telling. It speaks of a distrust of overweight individuals, but also seems to harken to an old video game practice of having similar enemies use the exact same character design.

Auguries

If I find myself being pursued by evil henchman through a shower room I should drop into a slide, because it will look really stupendous.

A Prisoner of Mars

Date Dreamed: 2013-12-29

Dream

I receive a message from a friend saying he has been captured by Mars Colonists and they are using him for his scientific knowledge. He warns me that I may also be in danger, but before I can do anything I’m also captured (the specifics are fuzzy). I’m taken to Mars and imprisoned in a small dome shaped structure built of mostly glass and located in the middle of the barren Martian landscape. I slide one of the windows part ways open and an intensely strong and cold wind blows through until I close it again. Soon, two military looking individuals arrive in an open top Jeep to take me for questioning. When they arrive at the door I realize that I’m not wearing a shirt and hurriedly clothe myself. I feel embarrassed as they take me to the Jeep.

Context Explanations

Sometime when I’m home alone I don’t wear shirts and then I get embarrassed when people knock on my door.

Plot Holes

I don’t know what knowledge I would have that Martian Colonists would find useful or why they would have to imprison me to get it.

Erection?

Questionably Yes

Analysis

I watched the end of the new Total Recall movie recently and was mad that the colony wasn’t on Mars anymore. The 1990 version of the film was better in every way that I care about. I wish my dream would've had sweet mutants.

Auguries

Mars is the harbinger of war and the cold wind represents the north. Canada is going to invade the U.S.!

Scrapyard Paintball

Date Dreamed: 2013-12-25

Dream

I’m playing paintball in a scrapyard, and everything is made of silvery metal (aluminum stockpile?). I’m up against roughly eight opponents and we are all equipped with inaccurate pistols. My enemies are dresses in black which stands out sharply against the silver metal, and they have the habit of standing half out of cover. I’m positioned behind some tipped over bleachers that offer me solid protection. My plan consists of slowly peeking around the left side to engage the guys in black one at a time (who are nicely spread out so that they can’t support each other). After easily shooting a few exposed enemies (the pistols are supposed to be inaccurate but I hit everyone with the first shot) one of them tries to run up to my cover and flank me, but I hear him coming. I switch to the right side of the bleachers and shoot him while he’s in the open. After shooting everyone I can see from the bleachers I move to the top of a stack of boxes. I have the high ground and pick off a couple more bad guys who are completely failing to hide. The last target is escorting two hostages and is standing in the middle of a metal building. After I give him a shot to center mass the game is over and I get debriefed by some military officers. It seems that this was training for an important mission (possibly a hostage rescue). The dream ends as a head to a transport plane to leave for the mission.

Context Explanations

I used to play paintball in high school, but we played in dry creek beds not scrapyards.

Plot Holes

No sugar plums.

Erection?

Covertly Yes

Analysis

I’m sad about the fact that I haven’t been paintballing in a long time, and I watch too many action movies.

Auguries

Shooting people in a silver environment means that I will kill to make money (metaphorically?).

Africa Escape

Date Dreamed: 2013-12-04

Dream

A group of four women and I go to Africa, but while there we get attacked by some mercenaries. Three of the women are abducted but I escape by hiding in the river and breathing through a reed and the black girl in the group impersonates a local and gets away. The black girl and I then try to rescue the others while also having a shaky romantic relationship (brief naked spooning scene!). One girl was sold to a nearby man as a wife and we find and rescue her first. Another girl (Trisha?) was chronically sick and we find her at a tent hospital. It turned out that she had a mayonnaise allergy and was constantly dosing herself to remain sick. We were still looking for the last girl when the dream ended.

Context Explanations

Trisha was a girl I had a crush on in high school.

Plot Holes

Impersonating a local seems pretty farfetched, but I think the mayo allergy thing was pretty clever. Can you have a mayo allergy? Also, how am I interacting with all these women without things constantly being awkward?

Erection?

Yes, and actually justifiable this time

Analysis

I’m dream racist. But I’m also open to interracial dream relationships. Maybe I was imagining the next script for the Taken movies, where I get to be a young Liam Neeson.

Auguries

Cancel my African vacation.

The Cool Pool in the School

Date Dreamed: 2013-12-03

Dream

I’m hiding in an abandoned school from some ambiguous authority. The school is actually the hideout of a friend (Shane?) and my regular place has been compromised in some way. I’m busy sneaking around the dark hallways setting up some quasi-futuristic mines in key defensive locations. Later my friend’s son shows up with some people who want to use the pool, but luckily he knew how to disarm the mines.

Context Explanations

Shane is my best friend who I’ve known since grade school. He does not have a son.

Plot Holes

Who put this Olympic sized pool here?

Erection?

Yes

Analysis

The authority represents society and me hiding from it is the same is quitting my job to work from home. The abandoned school shows that I have moved beyond the school age in my life (school’s out if you will). The mines are symbols of all the self-deprecating, repellant, self-sabotaging actions that I tend to surround my work with, but the people disarming the mines and using my pool are those who aren’t deterred by my defenses and show up to enjoy what I have to offer (my writing in other words).

That got kind of deep.  

Auguries

The pool means that maybe I should renew my YMCA membership. I haven’t been swimming in a while.