h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Good, i'm not the only one.

>>dreaming of charities<<

How does that work?

A forty-foot high collecting tin chasing you down the street?

Sorry, but I just couldn't picture how that would manifest itself.

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I've never pasted a link before, so it might not work, but if it does and you can bear to read it, it will explain what dreaming of charities means and how Ged has lowered the *entire* tone of this thread .

I share a similar concept of the soul, Mudhooks, as a third element (added to mind and body) of what makes us people. Dreams enable our mind to connect with our soul.

Mol

and now at nearly 2.30 AM I think I'll go off and dream for a few hours... perhaps not, I seem to have been having, or perhaps remembering less dreams the last few months I find they tend to go in stages like that

I have a couple of recurring things in dreams, aside from the swimming, flying, and trying to escape.

I often find myself either looking for a particular item and finding hundreds and hundreds of a totally different item, or accidentally finding things like jewellery, marbles (which I collect, in "real" life), coins.... sometimes it is of great value and other times something useless but pretty -- beach-glass, for instance, or odds and ends which I can use to make my jewellery.

Usually, I spend ages trying to take as much as I can carry but keep dropping or spilling it. Invariably, I haven't any (or enough) pockets to put them in and have nothing other than my hands to carry them with.

In a recent one, I dreamt that I was looking for the keys to the car (can't recall why, now) and kept finding handful after handful of tweezers. In another, I was trying to move out of an apartment in a hurry because someone wanted to kill me and I kept finding all my jewellery spread out all over the place. I kept stuffing it into my pockets and finding more and more.

The other recurring theme is that I need to call the police or 911 but can't seem to get the numbers right. Even when I think I dialed it right, I get a wrong number.

I have even had dreams where I was trying to use a rotary phone (the kind with a dial with numbers all around it, for those too young to remember them). Instead of the numbers being on the outside of the dial, they are on the inside and so not in the right place to get the right number when you dial. I couldn't get the number right and kept getting a wrong number. Even dialing the operator got me a wrong number.

Imagine my surprise when I went to visit a friend who had just gotten a new phone. It was one of those novelty phones, that looked like this: http://www.telephoneart.com/antique/wecs.jpg . I went to dial the phone and discovered that the numbers, instead of being on the outside of the dial, were on the inside.... I kept getting wrong numbers and eventually had to get my friend to dial because it was freaking me out.

Wish I went swimming in my dreams!
I have never heard or thought of that.
I think I will try suggesting it to myself before bed

I have found lost things in my dreams and also get ideas for artwork or arranging the furniture.

What about food? I eat and enjoy foods in my dreams.
That is odd because I rarely feel an appetite since part of my brain for regulating appetite was damaged. I forget to eat when awake.

I dream I am smoking only when I have given it up. That was most disturbing to me because I really felt as if I had cheated. Wish it would work long term to satisfy me, only smoking in dreams

I would recommend not drinking any water before bed if you are going to have swimming dreams...

I know that way back when I started my first job as a cashier, for the first week, I dreamt that I was working on the cash register. In those days, we didn't have computerized cashes and so you had to punch very hard keys. You had to do all the taxable items first, subtotal, tally up the tax and punch it in, and then punch in all the non-taxable items. None of the easy keys or keyboards in those days.

So, all night long, I dreamt that I was punch, punch, punch, kerchunk.... and I kept making mistakes so I had to call someone over to correct the mistake manually, each and evey time, which necessitated starting all over again..... It was hellish. I woke in a cold sweat many times a night.

The other time I had such a dream was when i first started working in a book store. For about 2 weeks, I spent all day alphabetizing the books.... and then spent all night alphabetizing the books. I never really felt I had had any sleep at all.

EW work dreams can be very bad , you certainly do not feel like getting up and going to work after working all night in your dreams.

My dreams are kinda full colour, but I have the widescreen-type left and right edges out of focus. I dunno whether it has got anything to do with mewearing glasses during the day... Sound and touch is there, only occasionally though.

Mostly, I dont remmember the content of my dreams unless I get up really early.

Wierd stuff, tought, all everything.

I did an experiment about eating cheese before I went to bed a while ago, cheese had an effect for one night and not the following 4. Hmm.