Dream A Little Dream With Me

DinghyDog

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pandora

DinghyDog wrote:

Do you ever try to interpret your dreams, or do you just accept them as nonsense?

I had a dream last night that left me feeling like it was meant to be interpreted in my waking life. In my dream there was a person that I found very intriguing, and wanted to be around,and learn more about them. Everyone around me also seemed to find this person intriguing, but I'm pretty sure this person kept trying to poison me by spiking my drink, and got really annoyed when I didn't drink it. They also claimed to be great at science, studying to be a doctor, and promoted themselves as someone who was nicer than the nicest person you ever met. Deep down I didn't trust a word they were saying and I could see I was being deceived, but on the surface I was really enjoying their company and asking them heaps of questions to try learn more about them. I could see that they were lying by big-noting themselves, but I studied science at uni, so I thought I might trip them up with some of their answers. The answers were too vague to trip them up, but I was just so interested in this person, it was bazaar, especially when I could tell how bad they were (a pathological liar who was trying to kill me), but I felt that I could avoid that and enjoy their company.

Any theories on what this one might mean?

sounds like here

another day in the club

seriously
perhaps it was more of a premonition dream ...
see where your feelings go in the coming days
perhaps a rush of deja vu will send you reeling and wanting more
and maybe not ...
more

feels like fear

pandora

Crossing the bridge was never so difficult.

This ladder, cumbersome, why must I carry it?

I can not remember.

The banks below covered in a thick lush brush,
a green never seen before.

Water reflecting light without color, without depth,
rushing without sound, no fragrance in the air.

This ladder, so heavy, I must drag it now.
I am weary.

Moving backwards, dragging the ladder over the bridge,

clumsily...

I fall over the edge...

ladder and all.

Laying in the greenery
peering up at the bridge
I wonder...

how?
how will I ever get back up there?

ah yes the ladder

good thing ...

I have a ladder...



This is life.

pandora

Forced abortion and subsequent sterilization
the law of the land...

The young woman runs through the wildflowers
hits the ground and disappears in fragrant blossoms
at the sounds overhead.

She rolls over and places her palms
on her growing stomach...
"it's ok baby" she whispers,
it is only baby that can hear
for the sound of the low flying planes.

Her eyes raise to see the cloudless sky above
she looks past this to the eyes of God,
the sun, the warmth, the light,
"take us now please, together...
together"

the burning gunfire from above
rips through her chest and his,
sprinkling broken wildflowers
over their body, their body taken together.

pandora

the wide road ahead covered in deep ice covered snow
rutted by millions before me

I glided along
the sun shone bright without heat
no melting the frigid

I turned the corner to find a dog lying in the road
two dogs

frantic to know the story in that flash of that second
I came closer

the pitiful sound of whimpering with each breath
stopped me short

one dog lay frozen
lay dead
the other crying by it's side

moving without purpose without thought
moving on
I turned to look back

that dog's face I will never forget

now a picture left
one of many
I wish I could forget

startled from that place I lay listening to my two
hoping I do not see his face here
where I am safe where we are safe

why are some fortunate and why are some not

and why must the pictures stay

and why

why are they found here after I leave them there

rollings

pandora wrote:

the wide road ahead covered in deep ice covered snow
rutted by millions before me

I glided along
the sun shone bright without heat
no melting the frigid

I turned the corner to find a dog lying in the road
two dogs

frantic to know the story in that flash of that second
I came closer

the pitiful sound of whimpering with each breath
stopped me short

one dog lay frozen
lay dead
the other crying by it's side

moving without purpose without thought
moving on
I turned to look back

that dog's face I will never forget

now a picture left
one of many
I wish I could forget

startled from that place I lay listening to my two
hoping I do not see his face here
where I am safe where we are safe

why are some fortunate and why are some not

and why must the pictures stay

and why

why are they found here after I leave them there

just like every person
that lives directly on the opposite side of the globe
that starve to death because they were born there
and I don't because I was born here

pandora

rollings wrote:

pandora wrote:

the wide road ahead covered in deep ice covered snow
rutted by millions before me

I glided along
the sun shone bright without heat
no melting the frigid

I turned the corner to find a dog lying in the road
two dogs

frantic to know the story in that flash of that second
I came closer

the pitiful sound of whimpering with each breath
stopped me short

one dog lay frozen
lay dead
the other crying by it's side

moving without purpose without thought
moving on
I turned to look back

that dog's face I will never forget

now a picture left
one of many
I wish I could forget

startled from that place I lay listening to my two
hoping I do not see his face here
where I am safe where we are safe

why are some fortunate and why are some not

and why must the pictures stay

and why

why are they found here after I leave them there

just like every person
that lives directly on the opposite side of the globe
that starve to death because they were born there
and I don't because I was born here

yes ...

JBii

Its like yesterday but almost two decades now, adrenaline filled memory keeps it new. The shocking news of my father was breaking hearts all over the place. He was loved, what more tells of a good life lived. I felt so small like a helpless little kid again. I guess we never really grow up till we live without our parents. Until we have to say goodbye.The days that followed are a daze. My then small kids and my wife, we all flew North.
Family gatherings had too many tears and some sad laughter. Grandchildren's faces buried in loving arms of dozens of family members. My sister and my mother and wife, grief seen in every strained, every drained movement they made. My father could always break the ladies hearts. Handsome, nicknamed Cap from his Airforce years, full head of white hair, funny as hell with always a joke. He'd give you the shirt off his back.He cared and let everyone know that, especially the ladies in his life.
Unbelievably in the days leading up to the shocking news they were already lived in a dream. Not to be a blessing but a guilty horror leaving behind years of what ifs. If only I had listened, if only we had made the call but it was only a dream.This tormented my wife's heart through the days of goodbyes. The pictures flashed and their meaning was now clear and brutal. All that was in a dream some forty eight hours previous was to be. The whys and the hows followed us, haunted her for years. The dreams continue still but now she has made sense. My brave lady has found peace in God, the answers to the hows and whys she found in his loving presence rejuvenating her and guiding her to a purpose in life.
When I watch her dream and I often do I wonder what will be, so yes, love of my life, I will dream
a little dream beside you forever and then some.

Godfather.

several days and life has changed
no I'm looking straight ahead
into moments that live inside your eyes
moments that make me come alive.

the radieo sings a lulaby
a song that echos in my mind
a rocky mountian way
that carries thru the night.


Godfather.

JBii

I had a dream the other night I actually remembered, not like my wife who lives
dreams. That other place I barely know. My dreams usually entail printing something
and it going all wrong, very wrong and it feels like the dream lasts all night.
I wake up beat before the day begins.
Not this dream though, this one was really nice. A beach setting, my girl, my girl dogs,
sunshine, drinks, music at a tiki bar. I'm thinking now I'm gonna have to make this dream come true,
I think I will surprise them all.

JBii

Ever dreamed along side your dog?
Lots of rain the past holiday weekend brought us to bed with our furry friends napping dreaming
together. Cuddled up we listened to heavy rain through the cracked patio doors.
Tall trees swayed from the rain and the occasional gentle thunder didn't bother the dogs,
they were at peace. Fireworks cancelled, firecrackers missing, it was a good
holiday weekend for them. They still got hot dogs on the grill, what more could a doggie want?
We watched our girls dream as we enjoyed a lazy day.
Dogs running through the sheets is quite entertaining. Ya just got to wonder what they are chasing
or running from. Little woofs, whimpers, a big gruff bark now and then tells the stories.
So much like us our girls, I wonder do they watch us dream too?
then figure we are just chasing a dream again.

JBii

Waiting on a Dream

"I can be there with her in my dreams" tears fill her eyes. She lays down next to me,
gently places her hand on my heart, and whispers "I got you babe"
this always makes me smile lightening the road I have to walk now.

"Take the smile with you hun, she needs it".

I think to myself I hope I can be what she needs.

"Give her my love, tell her it is always, tell her I am waiting on a dream" .

We are all waiting on the dream.