Like confusing dreams... okay, so last night I had three dreams, all of which held no meaning to me (which is weird, I like interpretating my dreams)... so here we go... 1) The only significant thing about this dream that I remember is that I was in the audience at some late night show like Jay Leno or Conan O'Brien kind of comdey act. Whoever the host was (I don't remember) was doing a skit on funny newspaper headlines... Anyway, there was one headline he paused on and you know how you can still read some of the actual story when they show the headlines? Well, I read in the small print my full name. Only part of it was messed up. Let's say My name is Jakob Arthur Knutson. The way it was spelled was Jakob Arkhur Knutson. My first and last name (which are complicated enough to spell) were spelled perfectly, but my middle name (also complicated) only had one problem with it (t=k). I remember trying to get the show host to go back to that story and tell me the source so I could figure out why I was in it, but he didn't... 2) This one was the hardest to remember, so I only know bits and pieces, but I vaguely remember my parents and peers trying to hook me up with a girl named Sharon (I only know one person named Sharon, and the two Sharon's weren't alike in any way). Sharon's parents and peers were trying to do the same thing. I had no objection, she was very attractive, but Sharon wasn't interested in me at all. 'A few days later' (the dream kind of fast forwarded a bit), I'm riding shotgun in a police cruiser. Me and this cop (I also don't know who it is) are buddies and we're going up a hill. It's wintery out, the roads are slippery, but my buddy is driving fast and sliding around like a pro. We're going up a hill in the right hand lane when a truck backs out (like a 16-wheeler), we slide to the left lane to pass and slide back into the right lane, without a second thought. When we reach the top of the hill we hear a very loud THUNK that just so happened to sound like a car running into a 16-wheeler, we turn on the lights and flip a bitch (sorry, I mean, we made a very fast U-turn), but all of a sudden I'm driving. I go very slowly, because I know that if I drive too fast, I'll slide out of control. My buddy is gone, it's all me. When I get there, it's Sharon in the car. I help her out of the car, her nose is bleeding and the top of her skull at her hair line is bleeding. All of a sudden (my dreams like the sudden-ness), she's lying on a couch and we're in what seems like a garage. She's shaking violently from the pain, but she's not that badly hurt. She's just kind of going into shock from the incident. I'm yelling out orders to whoever is in the room (I think it was Sharon's family, but I'm not sure) to get me a wet towel, some Band-Aids, horseradish, and a lime. Sharon stops shaking but kind of goes into a dazed trance. I take the towel, wipe up the blood from her forehead and nose, put the Band-Aids on her forehead, feed her the horseradish and then I cut the lime in half, and rub it back and forth on her forehead (the horseradish and lime are different healing techniques my wizardry studies have taught me. Horseradish clears out the sinuses while the lime helps sooth a headache). She then becomes fully concious and we make eye contact, and the feeling of connection is so strong and powerful, it forces me into another dream. 3) Damn... after such vigourous typing for dream number two, I completely forgot what dream three was.. damn it... Oh well, if you can help me with the first two, that's fine, but if I remember number three, I'll post it... this is annoying...
i think your dreams are trying to tell you that not all dreams are about being interpreted. ah these sound like the psychic internet connection kind of dreams, where other people dreaming at the same time, somehow our subconscouses interact with each other. not that everyone in each other's dream is seeing the same thing as each other in theirs, its the 'client side' running in their heads that generates what they actually see in them, if you can get the analogy of what i'm getting at, but yah, i'm guessing there's more heads then your own involved in making at least the second one. oh and one other thing, none of them are very likely anyone you're ever likely to run into in this life, they might even be different looking life forms on different planets or something, but none of that really matters anyway, it's just that sometimes there's more 'heads' then your own involved in making them. which is another of what i see as the pitfalls of treating every dream as something to try and "interpret" rather then just experience, and only occasionally learn from. =^^= .../\...
