I hate it when you're in the middle of a great dream--a dream you know will make you feel like a young woman sitting on her own somewhere in Rickmansworth, who suddenly realized what it was that had been going wrong all this time, and she finally knew how the world could be made a good and happy place. This time it was right, it would work, and no-one would have to get nailed to anything.
Sadly, however, before she could get to a phone to tell anyone about it the Earth was unexpectedly demolished to make way for a new hyperspace bypass, and so the idea was lost forever...
From what I can remember, it had something to do with ninjas on a college campus, a rocket ship with my brother-in-law waving good-bye as it took off to the great beyond, and knowing if I could just reach the right silo on top of one of those sky scrapers, things would work out a-okay...
Sadly, while the world didn't get demolished before I found it, my stupid stupid alarm clock did what amounted to the same thing...
I had forgotten about it shortly after waking, and for some reason, that stupid stupid "Duh!" car commercial triggered my subconscious, and these tiny details are all that remain...
This must be how the guy who invented thew light bulb right after he found out Thomas Edison had done it five minutes ago...
Somehow, I know if I could just remember the finer details, of what it was I expected to find in one of those silos, of what the ninjas didn't want me to find, and of why my brother-in-law felt he needed to escape in a rocket ship...
Sigh.
It's almost worse than Vogon poetry, this feeling of having been to the edge and being ripped back by a stupid alarm clock...
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And if you did remember the details, it would've prolly be as fulfilling as looking through vending telescope to read gigantic letters on a mountainside that read "We apologise for the inconvenience". :)
I knew that the Christmas present I got for Grandmom would come in handy...pshycic??? perhaps...lol
Anyway, the ninjas in your dream (according to this book) if they were fighting - that could suggest violence. The dream is simply using a metaphor for conflicts of other kinds - between theories or ideas, differences of opinion, or confilicts within the dreamer's own mind.
The rocket ship that your brother in law was in could suggest - travel and motion can stand for many aspects in life, but in particular for progress toward personal and professional goals. HAHA...the book also suggests that Freud was convinced that dream events incorporating travel/motion typically represent disguised wish fulfilments for sexual intercourse! LOL LOL LOL =)
anywho...just quoting from this dream book...take or leave it. I choose to give it grandmom for Christmas....LMAO!
For a minute there, I thought you were going to be talking about Guns 'N' Roses (cold November rain)!
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