Dreams and their Meaning

[Marie2020]

microdream a few moments ago. i was petting a dog and it had a lot of white hair. i also have been wearing some black sweatpants the past few days and of course i thought that this hair was going to all stick to my pants. not that i particularly care about this normally, but these pants are annoying anyways. Mom had them for a long time and she didn't like pockets so she cut them out and sewed them shut. i keep trying to put my hands in my pockets but can't...

ok, that's enough trivia for the day.

You nutter

 

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[Zeedman]

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I've had a lot of dreams like that... holding onto money or jewels, trying (unsuccessfully) to bring them back with me as I wake. Now they are dreams of my DW, hugging her intensely, and wishing the dream would never end.

 

[Marie2020]

I've had a lot of dreams like that... holding onto money or jewels, trying (unsuccessfully) to bring them back with me as I wake. Now they are dreams of my DW, hugging her intensely, and wishing the dream would never end.

 

[flowerbug]

i was not dreaming of this one but it sure is impressive:

instead i was dreaming of this type:

why was i dreaming of a plant growing in the middle of a gravel dirt road, muddy, it was actually several flowering in a few holes obviously dug out by a shovel of the type that i use quite often? probably because Mom and i were talking about all the daffodils we'd still like to remove. it was certainly not a very realistic dream and probably why i woke up and remembered it as being so odd. they'd have been run over many times and never flowering as nicely as they were.

i did get a few pictures of the few i managed to grow here for a short few years. it was not the kind of climate or soil they did well in and they eventually gave up:

check out all the forms/pics on this page:

Calochortus - Wikipedia

en.wikipedia.org

but if you want just pics take scroll through:

calochortus at DuckDuckGo

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[digitS']

Delegates heading to the nation's very first Health & Saftey Conference. The Cascade Mountains of Oregon, 1906.

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Apparently, this photo is legitimate although I could only find that the Oregon government was involved in these conferences from 1915.

I thought that it was ironic with the engineer hanging out of the window to see what is happening in front of his train and the ladies in their long dresses perched on the locomotive sitting on the open trestle. Looks unsafe .

My dream was not about a train but about a big wheelbarrow and the dangers involved with moving it. One other guy and I were supposed to move a load of firewood uphill through a field. The firewood had been stored in a wood building that was collapsing. The board wall was in such a state that our most direct route to the firewood was by pushing directly through the boards.

We piled as much wood on the wheelbarrow as it could possibly hold. My job was to steady it and help push it through the broken wall. The other person was pulling backwards on the handles. In the process, a broken board scraped and hurt his arm. He stopped, grimacing and headed off for some first aid.

Another guy stepped up and took hold of the handles. Two young boys also joined us on the opposite side of the wheelbarrow from me. Off we went with a very heavy and precarious load across rough ground and uphill.

I felt that this was working but unsafe, especially for the 2 boys. One of the boys was probably about 6 years old, the other a few years older. I could feel the difference they made pushing but I believed that it would be safer for them if I could reach over the top of the load and try to hold it more securely upright. The problem with me doing this was my role helping to push would be diminished. I was about to yell, "STOP!" And, I woke up.

I have been thinking lately about the role government plays in worker and citizen safety. That would be all the way from child labor laws to elderly retirement and disability ...

 

[Marie2020]

Delegates heading to the nation's very first Health & Saftey Conference. The Cascade Mountains of Oregon, 1906.

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Apparently, this photo is legitimate although I could only find that the Oregon government was involved in these conferences from 1915.

I thought that it was ironic with the engineer hanging out of the window to see what is happening in front of his train and the ladies in their long dresses perched on the locomotive sitting on the open trestle. Looks unsafe .

My dream was not about a train but about a big wheelbarrow and the dangers involved with moving it. One other guy and I were supposed to move a load of firewood uphill through a field. The firewood had been stored in a wood building that was collapsing. The board wall was in such a state that our most direct route to the firewood was by pushing directly through the boards.

We piled as much wood on the wheelbarrow as it could possibly hold. My job was to steady it and help push it through the broken wall. The other person was pulling backwards on the handles. In the process, a broken board scraped and hurt his arm. He stopped, grimacing and headed off for some first aid.

Another guy stepped up and took hold of the handles. Two young boys also joined us on the opposite side of the wheelbarrow from me. Off we went with a very heavy and precarious load across rough ground and uphill.

I felt that this was working but unsafe, especially for the 2 boys. One of the boys was probably about 6 years old, the other a few years older. I could feel the difference they made pushing but I believed that it would be safer for them if I could reach over the top of the load and try to hold it more securely upright. The problem with me doing this was my role helping to push would be diminished. I was about to yell, "STOP!" And, I woke up.

I have been thinking lately about the role government plays in worker and citizen safety. That would be all the way from child labor laws to elderly retirement and disability ...

I bet you woke up sweating frustrated and completely exhausted
Poor Steve. I think you had better have another nap love

 

[digitS']

 

[digitS']

Happily, I returned to bed not having to face the day at 2AM and slept for another hour and a half. Dreaming, I was with a large crowd of people moving down a sidewalk. We are moving very slowly. A tall blonde guy begins to make small talk and we chat about inconsequential things for a minute or two.

Then, he mentioned minority languages in China. I'm surprised and asked him to repeat what he said. About that time the crowd around me begins to move quickly and I am forced to leave him behind.

Arriving at the doors of a train station, most of the people exit the sidewalk. I am not going anywhere by train but I'm thinking that the blonde guy will be showing up shortly whether he intends to be a passenger or not. I am determined to wait for him to learn what his experiences are with languages and that group of people. There is a lunch stand on the sidewalk and a large, cushioned futon-like bench. I sit down.

I'm waiting so long, I decide to stretch out on the futon. About that time a group of 6 and 7 year old kids show up. I have decided that I have been waiting long enough for the blonde guy and he must have had a different destination. I ask the kids if they want to sit on the futon. Disappointment sets in but I am enjoying the kids.

I say, "Wait a minute for me to get up or I will never be able to do it with you jumping on the bed!" I wake up in my own bedroom .

Steve