Friday, September 16, 2005

I'm No Dreamweaver So What Does It Mean?

I had an interesting dream last night. Accordingly to NYM my dream interpretation skills are sadly lacking, suck is how she described them I believe.

In my dream Miky and I went to some sort of resort. There were a lot of accommodation units, tennis courts and a pool. Across the road was a golf course. By the time the weekend came it was time for me to play golf. So I lined up with some friends, whom I don't know in reality (what is that nowadays anyway?), and they managed to get their tickets from the proshop. When it came to my turn to order a ticket (paying green fees) I had to wait and the area behind the counter became some sort of stage like Broadway and there was a vaudeville act that took place and lasted for an hour.

I was becoming frustrated but waited it out for a total of an hour. Finally my ticket arrived and I had a medal and a pearl necklace bestowed upon me as though I was the Pope. It was in recognition of my abilities as a leader and showing great restraint whilst waiting for the hour.

But before we could head to the golf course we had to go through some sort of large obstacle course. It was a challenge a bit like Survivor - having to walk through a large bird cage, tricky bridges and it lead to a pathway with deceiving looks - you could lose your balance and the camber of the path didn't match what your eyes and brain indicated. So, being the leader, I undertook the path first and successfully negotiated it.

There were a pair of large doors at the end of the path and a switch to open them. I don't know why but I thought carefully about that and made sure that everyone had negotiated the path before pressing the button. On the other side of the door was another switch, much like a light switch, but when it was pressed it had to be held in place as it had a mechanism to return to the off position. If I let go of the switch the doors would close and it is very difficult to maintain the switch. My finger slipped and one of the doors closed. It was at this point that I realised if the doors shut then all of the people on the other side of the doors would die. Coincidentally, it was at this point that everyone on the other side of the door also realised if the doors shut then would all die.

Pandemonium set in and everyone tried to force their way through at the same time. Of course no-one was getting through the door because of this. And the pressure to hold the switch was enormous as my finger was really sore. You should have seen the look of terror on the people's faces.

Then I woke up. Interpretations are most welcome. Think about it before you read my postscript below.





Post thought - I realised shortly afterwards that if I had been able to lead these people through I would have been able to pass the test. Commanding them to line up single file and pass through the doors in an orderly fashion, however difficult once panic had set in, would have worked. The dream was a bit chilling actually.

3 comments:

Hammysmum said...

This was a nightmare!

NewYorkMoments said...

Wow, Hammy. Maybe you have some sort of Jesus complex...time to see the shrink.

Hammy said...

Jesus complex? That's rich 'coz I'm an atheist. Mind you, it reminds me of a song by Yello - Domingo. An excellent little track which mentions "We are God, 'coz only we can create the idea of His existence in our holy brains."

I am God as I control my own destiny. I'm entitled to my own opinion.