Paulette's Dreaming

[paulette]

Thanks Jokelly. I think you are on to me. I've made an appointment with a counsellor (a hard thing to do when one is a counsellor) - out of town requiring a commitment of time and money. Because I read a book that stirred me up - Inside the Mind of a Psychopath by James Fallon. (He's got stuff on You Tube). I read the whole book and then realized that I grew up as a child with one - my brother. And that's not just a casual diagnosis - he tried to hurt or kill me many times. My parents tried to keep us apart BUT NEVER WARNED ME. I almost let my kids go visit in in California (the long promised Disney trip) but then he and I fell out with each other. I have never been so grateful in my life that I didn't send them to him!!!!!!!!!!

I always knew my family was twisted but I minimized it always. Now I'm bringing it out and having a look at it with a professional. About time.

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We don't have a clue about how things like that effect the inner us...and children absorb more than we ever understand. I'm sure...'someone' had that in mind when you had your falling out. I'd don't have psychosis in my family ..but the alcoholism of my parents had horrible effects on me that it took years to find. I'm sure you know the drill...'if they really loved me, they wouldn't do this'...I was full of guilt. I may not be trust worthy around your silverware..I'm related to the James brothers AND Clyde Barrow (bonnie &). I hope the counseling will give you some good perspectives. We need you around here!

[paulette]

When I fly in dreams - in air and under water - this is the closest someone else has else captured! Love this!!!

www.theblaze.com/stories/2014/03/29/violinist-blows-the-internet-away-with-incredible-new-music-video-i-cant-get-enough-of-this/

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I have a bunch of her music on my ipod...she is amazing and that video is wonderful. She has one in ice caves that is great too. I wish I flew in dreams but never

[skywalker]

That was soooo coooooool! I love violen music! And that video was awesome! You are right, Paulette. That is very much like the flying dreams. It's also a little like scuba diving although diving is a little more in slow motion because you can't really rise or descend very quickly but it is very similar.

Who is this Lindsey Stirling person? I've never heard of her but she appears to be very cool.

[paulette]

More dreams - while I was staying in Heart House with a sick husband - seemingly sleeping but really not OK.

I was at an "end of the world party" that was sort of like a Burning Man event. People were in costumes or maybe their true selves were showing. I remember one guy with bloody teeth who wanted to dance with me. I demurred.

I was a mermaid and when it all got to be way too much I dove into the water and swam under the rafted together boats and could swim free.

Over-all feeling was relief when I realized I could live underwater.

Second dream scarier. I was in a field on a military base and was surrounded by half bured barrels. I had a baby and a child with me and another adult who in real life used to be a friend of my previous husband's - a retired military base commander. He was attempting to "fix" something.

I looked closely at a barrel top and could see it corroding and bubbling. I thought suddenly that it was radioactivity and I grabbed the kids and went home nearby. Mike, the military man showed up shortly afterwards. I had a Geiger Counter and it was lit up red and flashing "Ionizing Radiation!" I don't really know if there is such a thing. I ran the reader over Mike's coveralls and the little meter went off the scale. I was trying to get him to take off his coveralls - he had been working in sloppy liquid but they were dry. He just said very quietly - "We're in trouble here." I said, "We have to call for help" and he said, "You can but don't expect anyone to do anything for us."

I woke up in great fear. The feeling was that we were doomed. In light of what is happening to my husband - my fears had a realistic personal basis.

However the thought, "Hanfold" came to mind after I woke up

[paulette]

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hanford_Site

ionizing radiation is that which is strong enough to damage or change the material as it passes through it. Gamma rays are ionizing radiation. What a scary dream. Note that Hanford is right along the Columbia River and leaking into the aquifer and river itself. It's just sitting there corroding and spilling. Sorta a neighborhood Fukushima.

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Interesting. Had you heard of Hanford before having this dream?

I hadn't. Thank you for the information, Paulette.

[paulette]

I had heard of it - probably ten years ago. That it was storage facility for a lot of hot material and that the barrels were in such bad shape that they didn't think they could move them - so did nothing. There is so much to be afraid about - this particular issue slipped from my conscious mind years ago.

[paulette]

And another one - post apocalypse dream. I was walking along a road in the bush (read overgrown road) and I came to a bridge across a small body of water that was out. It was evident by the piles of shoes and such along the last of the pavement that people just swam across so so did I. On the other side, I discovered some friends of mine were living there. We passed a pleasant period of time and then I swam back across (the water was warm) before it got dark, as the road was not safe at night. It was just a matter of fact thing. Perhaps they did not leave boats on the bank to be able to decide how to greet newcomers. If they swam across they could be intercepted easily if they looked like trouble. A small group's solution to how it might be when everyone had to create their own living.

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You have such interesting dreams

[paulette]

Today I had a dream that even in the dream surprised me as unlikely (Usually in my dreams, everything seems normal and business as usual - the monsters, the tidal waves, etc.)

I was on a beach where I had been told there was gold in the sand. (There is a beach like that on our West Coast - Florencia Bay and people did harvest a lot of gold off of it. It is now a Provincial Park - no collecting allowed. However I did scoop up a coffee mug full of sand with a few flecks in it a few years ago.)

Anyway, I was at the edge of the water (which was warm), scooping up sand from a crack in a rock and panning it. I immediately saw color and was very intent on my task when the water came up and up - to my chest. I had been so engrossed that it caught me totally by surprise. Then the water sucked way way way out and I knew we were having a tsunami. I ran for the hills. Many of us ended up high enough up to be OK. But everything was in chaos - the road away from the beach was washed out, our vehicles gone from the parking lot. I still was lugging along my pan and bits of gold! I never did get to anywhere "safe."

The part of this dream that intregued me was that I was so busy I didn't even notice the first high water and was irritated and surprised and alarmed in that order.

It felt, like many of my dreams, apocalypic.

However if I interpret this by dream imagery I would say, I have been so busy collecting gold (making money) that I haven't noticed that the tide has turned and I perhaps can no longer do what I was doing before the heart attack. That is completely true in my present life. I am working 2.5 days a week and during those days my husband doesn't bother to eat, or move or take his pills, or (recently) he took them twice. I keep thinking he'll "get with it" but he shows little inclination to do so. I am so tired of shrugs and "I don't know" - I can't tell you how tired. I keep hoping that this is a stage that will pass. It might. It might not. It might get worse. And I don't have the means to get out of here. I mean, in real life, I have a car and a tiny amount of money. I could walk away from my sick and foggy husband (if I could) and go live a very reduced life. But that doesn't seem compassionate to him or me. So I'm still walking along, working (with my gold pan) wondering where to go and what is going to happen next. The dream offered no answers, just a reflection of what is so.

Well, maybe the lesson is "don't quit your day job." Don't lose your gold pan.

[paulette]

Terry/husband and I watched Thor - the movie Dark Times last night on the the TV. Anthony Hopkins played one-eyed Odin. It was a blend of alient technology and superheroes and anti-heroes (the dark elfs) and well, attractive young humans. In a convergence of realities. The dark elfs were intent on restoring total darkness (and the realm of dark matter) to the universe. The others were happy living and drinking and wenching with humans (oops "falling in love.") That might have colored my dream of this morning for sure. However...it had the flavor of many of the post-apocalyptic or in the middle of apocalyse dreams that I keep having.

I kept dreaming basically the same message.

In the first dream chapter - I was at home and it was supposed to be sun down except the sun was getting brighter and bigger and weirder looking. There were red shadows like flames shooting across the sky and it was getting warmer and warmer. For a long time, I just watched in fascination. I knew to my toes that things would not be the same again. Interestingly (to me) many years ago I actually went to Mexico and witnessed a full solar eclipse from the top of a mountain. At one point one could not see any difference although it was getting cooler and cooler. Then the shadow bands started rippling across the earth. It was unlike anything I had experienced and it creeped me out at a body level. Even the donkeys and chickens nearby were shouting and crowing wildly. They too felt a scary change in things.

This dream recreated the total body response of deep alarm.

Then a second dream chapter after I woke up, went to the bathroom, and fell back asleep. I was in a house of my previous inlaws - my husband's brother and sister who in life we had visited for years in Vancouver (several times a year as the ferries are expensive). She was busy sorting things and had a neat pile of material in the back alley marked - free, help yourself. They were packing to leave. The sky was not-right. In the pile was a dresser and in the drawer was all kinds of jewelry including an amethyst crystal and also amethyst jewelry. I selected some of both and said, "But let me pay you for this." They looked at me like I didn't get it and said, "It's not worth anything anymore. Money isn't worth much anymore. We've got to leave now.

Finally dream scene - they dropped me off at a cafe alongside a freeway in an unfamiliar part of town where the greyhound bus stopped. In my dreams I've been there before and always anxious as I have several transfers to make to get where I'm going - sometimes back home, sometimes into the city. I don't know the address here nor when the bus comes and goes. This time a person told me, "Hurry! It's here and its full!" They got themselves and their stuff up on the roof although I jammed in inside. The sky was on fire and none of us knew if the bus would keep running or if there was anywhere to get to. I desperately wanted to get home. Even if home wasn't safe. Was anywhere safe? Didn't feel like it.

PS. On a whim had a psychic reading yesterday. I was wary of sitting down in front of the reader - didn't want to see The Tower or the Death Card come up. Was reassured by the old comfortableness of the woman and her almost worn out Tarot cards. She said the primary focus of what's happening right now is about security - money etc. We just did our wills and deeds and power of attorneys so that was true. If that's all that's up right now - good. It was worth the money and time to see minor issues come up. Mind you, we may discover that we're not well enough to life insure the mortgage - that was already pretty obvious to me when I checked off pre-existing medical problems. And Terry out with a heart attack. But we're wading through all that.

The sun going Nova? Jeez I don't know. This dream seems bigger than just about me. But maybe not...

[skywalker]

It seems like you have been having these dark, depressing dreams for a while now. Perhaps thinking about your own mortality as you get older? Maybe revisiting some of your life choices and wondering if they were the right ones? A few regrets here and there perhaps. I wouldn't think that is really all that unusual. You just happen to have dreams about "weird" things...possibly because of the "weird" experiences you have had in life or maybe because you are more open-minded about apocalyptic scenarios because we discuss a lot of them here on the web.

I've also noticed that you have a tendency to be very sensitive to concerns about things like global warming, radiation, environmental destruction, GMOs and things like that. Perhaps your tendency to worry over things like that is also influencing your dreams, maybe even exaggerating them to the point where you dream about sudden planetary destruction rather than a slow, gradual one. It could be that your dreaming mind is subconsciously working over the things you worry about in the daytime. That also doesn't sound all that unusual to me so maybe the psychic reader was right and your dream-worrying is nothing to worry about.

[paulette]

I think you are right skywalker. And even if that is too personal an interpretation, there's no, absolutely no, prize for being right about apocalypses. I never really thought about my night experiences as depressing (frightening and puzzling yes). But that could be right too - an under everything depression.

Just for the record though, I think that global warmng, radiaiton, environmental destruction, GMOs, etc are real and that people aren't nearly worried enough about them to take necessary action. I reason (with scientific models) that the tipping point model is more accurate than slow and gradual. If that's depressed or overly sensitive thinking - well perhaps. Again, there is no prize for being right. I don't think I'm facing a personal apocalypse in my immediate future (the near miss with my husband came "out of the blue" with neither of us feeling any fore warning.) Hence, no previous wills. That's all fixed now and I am very grateful (and pleased with myself) that I put it in motion and got 'er done.

I log these dreams on here in case there is a correlation and I have proof that I had a dream that might have forcast something in the real world. Perhaps however dreaming telling would be best done off this site. I do realize that I have drifted into the personal recently in my posts. I guess I need to hear it stated clearly (if it needs to be) - no more dreams or no more talk about personal health issues Paulette.

What say the rest of the readers of my ramblings?

[skywalker]

I don't have any problem with you posting your dreams here, Paulette. All the reasons you gave for doing it is also why I first started posting my dreams on here. I wanted to have a record of them just in case there was some unseen connection somewhere between my dreams and the weird events that keep happening in my life. I think it's a good idea.

I also wasn't criticizing you or disagreeing with you about global warming, GMOs or whatever. Personally I think you may be right to be concerned about some of them. I have just noticed that you seem to take these subjects much more seriously than the average person (who probably doesn't pay any attention to them at all). All I was doing was offering one possible explanation for why you keep having these types of "apocolyptic" dreams. Psychology was one of my major areas of study in college so I understand a little bit about how the mind works. That was my "non-professional" (since I'm not a professional) interpretation.

Sorry if I offended you or anything.

[paulette]

Ok. Just checking. I think not "offended" - more worried that I was offending or no longer in keeping with the guidelines (written and unwritten of this site).

There was a weird movie that we talked here (and I'm drawing a blank now as to the name). A woman who was getting married suddenly felt that it was all irrelevant - the marriage, future, etc. She ran away from her wedding and retreated to a country estate with her sister and family while everyone thought she was depressed and nuts.

Turns out there was an apocalypse on its way - a wandering planet that crashed into earth. Only at the end did even the people who cared for her realize that she had right all along. And then, she was kind to them. (What else does one do in the last days of one's life?)

This movie really affected me strongly. It could well be because at age 9 or 10 I saw On the Beach and was old enough to know that it was not impossible that such a thing could happen here on good ole Earth. A lot of famous actors and actresses were in that movie, even though it was black and white and low budget. I knew we lived near a big naval base (with nuclear capacity and that we were in the 50 mile circle (maybe I realized that when I got to highschool and talked to kids whose parents were in the service). Anyway...sensitivity to bad things happening has been part of my outlook since I was quite young. And again - hopefully we humans will skate past the thin ice to a more sustainable and compassionate future.

[skywalker]

You're doing just fine, Paulette. You've never posted anything here that I have ever had even the slightest problem with.

I remember the movie you are talking about to. I think I even started watching it once but was never able to see the whole thing for some reason. Does anybody recall the name of it?

Actually now that I think about it I might have been watching a different movie, or maybe a newer remake. The one I was watching was in color and showed the moon crashing into something and getting broken apart. Is that the same one?

[paulette]

Film was Melancholia. A wandering planet that first no one believed was going to keep coming ... and then that it would graze by and pull a little atmosphere with it...and then the family sat in a "magic tent" outside (for the sake of the daughter), held hands and died as the sky was on fire.

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I enjoy your ramblings ,

One of the "symptoms" of lack of continuous oxygen flow to the brain while sleeping, is supposedly nightmares. And here you are, using your cpap, and you still have weird dreams that most people would call nightmares.

I think some of us are just predisposed to those kind(s) of dreams. I would not say it was a "symptom" of a life-long slight depression either (I have been diagnosed with dysthymia, years ago). You care about "stuff", DEEPLY. I think if you didn't talk about this "stuff" on TEOR, you'd dream about it even more .

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Jul 20, 2014 23:46:30 GMT -6 paulette said:

I think you are right skywalker. And even if that is too personal an interpretation, there's no, absolutely no, prize for being right about apocalypses. I never really thought about my night experiences as depressing (frightening and puzzling yes). But that could be right too - an under everything depression.

I wanted to make sure and come back and say that I didn't mean to discount what Skywalker said. He is not a "dr.", but his opinion here is one that is put forth by 'dream analysists' in diagnosing patients. It may be correct in certain circumstances. . . .

I have seen the onset of depression in a friend. It is more like a lively individual with ongoing plans in life to almost suddenly "shut-down". Of course close family or spouses may notice a more gradual decline into a depressive state, but according to questions asked by Dr.s, the general decline from "lively" to "depressed" CAN happen within 2-3 weeks. Which brings to mind, "life changing events".

My friend moved their entire family to another state on the promise of a job. New mortgage of house, etc. When the job didn't work out as planned (for whatever reason), it was a shock. My friend succumbed to not being able to work at all. The family treated it so lightly, that I can remember thinking "gee, they could at least work at McDonalds", when it was a serious, debilitating illness (my thoughts were WAY out of line). Also, this family may have depended on new health ins. with the new job. That circumstance can also make one reluctant to see a Dr. .

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I love Paulettes response here about "no prize for being right"! This includes (of course) dreams about earthquakes, tsunamis, plane crashes, crime, etc. . Sometimes these type of dreams can also be an indicator of common anxiety (we all have anxiety at some point or another).

I think the point that needs to be made here, is a person learns to either pay attention, or ignore such "dreams", on their own personal biases. I know that point was made with mentioning the movie "melancholia".

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~P.S.~ Why do some people seem to be able to "push through" and "go on" after life-changing events? Even if there is a diminished quality to life, some people can seem to be a diminished version of the energizer bunny. . . .

I ponder this myself . Is it their faith? Do they have a wonderful support group ? (family, friends, healthcare givers, etc.)

To me, the "clues" are in the questions of a possible-depression questionnaire. Sleep changes, appetite changes, activity changes. . . . Is there a way to keep one'sself (or significant other) on a tight schedule to keep from also experiencing zzzzz depletion, lack of nutrition, etc. , on top of an "emotional event"??

[paulette]

All relevant pondering I believe. Here is my interpretation of: depression/anxiety versus realistic grief and overwhelm/realistic fear and apprehenion. If one's immediate situation is one that is causing the later, then we (North American psychology types) pathologize expected and perhaps necessary reactions. We give people meds so they don't feel "bad" anymore. IMO that like sending people out into an area with grizzly bears but hypnotizing them and telling them they are furry friends. Good luck with that. Vibes only get you so far...

I think that our WORLD is scary and getting scarier. I don't think its "always" been in violent change unless you look at things like the Black Plague (which arrived and decimated populations in a matter of 2 years) or World War II and its widespread death.

Even our standard weather forecasters are remarking that now the jet stream patterns have completely changed, and temperatures are hotter in many places in Canada than they have EVER BEEN in the history of keeping records. Water is disappearing from California and both sides of the Rio Grande such that grapefruit and almonds may be a very expensive luxury item soon.

When I hear about what is happening in Gazda and the obvious inemeptness of commentators on the news....Someone should be screaming (besides me here) WHAT THE F..K! THEY BOMBED A CHILDREN'S HOSPITAL1111 ON F..KING PURPOSE! Because Israel has smart bomb GPS capabilities. They're not throwing stones. They are INTENTIONALLY ANNIALATING CHILDREN.

And meanwhile there's the fact that I'm probably going to leave my workplace of 20 years (story too long for now) and we have no idea where and when money will roll in.

I know most people don't think about those things, and if they do, they shrug (my husband is a shrugger). The "great ocean of truth" in Jcurio's quote is that we are all interconnected and we are doing it to ourselves (humans) as well as our planet. So dreams of catastrophie may well just be forecasts of the days ahead. That I may live to see (am already seeing both on the news and in my minds eye).

OK. I'm going to my doctor now and see if she will prescribe something to ease the crazy for me. But you know what - she won't. Please everyone judges me to be sane and handling things.

[paulette]

Well...I did convince her to intervene. I've got some bedtime relaxants and also the possibility of an anti-depressant if that doesn't work. I accept and concur with her Dx.

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Good for You! I think you know your own body and a Dr. should respect that .

As for your comment about natural bears appearing as care bears, if you get an urge to go rock-hunting in the middle of the night by yourself, it's time to try something else, Lol.

Sometimes we just need something to stop the repetition of ~pain~ including ~painful thoughts~ that can tend to happen in anxiety causing circumstances, IMO. Most people just use alcohol, but that's as habit forming as other things, IMHO. Anyway, I'd rather take something that has possibilities of "straightening out my thoughts", even if that's just getting a good night's sleep.

I know I've had too much prednisone (for allergies/bronchitis/asthma) when I have urges to bake cookies in the middle of the night! (It always tends to happen around the fifth day of use, Lol)

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When I had my first child after 5 yrs. of marriage and wanting him badly, some old man walked up to me and asked me why did I want to bring him into such a terrible world? I thought I was so smart: said "We don't throw people to the lions anymore!"

can't say that anymore with confidence. And that common saying I used to hear, "A child is _________ way of saying the world should go on"? Pfffffffffffffffffttooey

[paulette]

More dreaming. This not a nightmare either. They seem to have faded off. Just a little supernatural edge perhaps.

I was cleaning motel rooms (something I did from age 8 until I left the family home at age 18 - because we ran a small motel andmy mother and I did the cleaning. In the dream I was not my age now - maybe a teen.

I found something in a duffel bag. (now that I think about it, I've dreamed about things seen accidentally in duffel bags before. No I never actually did that in my waking reality. The bag had some bars which looked like soap and also some capped bottles with a thick creamy liquid in them. I also realized that some people were "coming for" this bag - who were not the owners. (I think the owners had fled and we were just cleaning the room.)

On an impulse I grabbed the bag and ran with it to a fast food restaurant (and yes there used to be restaurant near our motel) and thrust the bag at someone who worked there saying, "Hide this and don't mess with it. I'll be back for it." I then ordered some fried chicken and went home.

Shortly thereafter a man and a woman arrived and demanded to search the empty motel room. They zeroed in on us pretty quickly, but my Mom had not seen me do what I did or what I found, so she was convincingly innocent. Perhaps they didn't think we were devious enough to pull off stealing something important.

I went back as soon as I could to where I stashed it, but the cat (or whatever it was) was out of the bag. The young man in the kitchen said, "Man, I tried some of that juice and you know, I used to be an alcoholic but my brain is now completely clear!" (he was happy about that).

I said, I'm afraid for you because there are people who do not want us to have whatever that is. I then retreived the duffel bag, put actual unwrapped soap in it, took what was left of the stuff in it out and spent the rest of the dream chapters trying to find a place to hide the stuff. I put the duffel bag (and soap) somewhere plausible like under the counter of our office where THEY found it and puzzled over what was in it. I awoke while this was going on.

My feeling on awakening was that I had or have something that I didn't/don't know how to use that would be very beneficial to humanity. And there were those who wanted to manage it themselves (and governments often "manage" proof and information and original prints of films etc.). That's it. No bad vibes. Just puzzlement.

[paulette]

A fragment - dreamed right before I had to wake up/knew my husband would wake me up. 5am - we're sharing a car and he drops me off EARLY at my work. I get paperwork done. Anyway....

In the dream I was undecided about whether or not I was going to go on a fieldtrip with a bunch of people to another island (I live on an island). I procrastinated and crumpled my ticket and finally went aboard a ferry. [This is only relevant because before I got my CPAC machine to keep me breathing at night, I was in line for or got on ferries all the time. When I woke up I would feel half dead. Eventually the sleep clinic figured out that I was half-dead....anoxic.) But in this dream,I was on my life support. Nevertheless, I went somewhere strange.

All of a sudden we were in a weird space - a recording studio of the sixties - I remember orange fluorescent paint everywhere and thinking that I hadn't seen THAT COLOR in a long time, much less splashed around as freely as it was. There was a band rehearsing - and I recognized the music - The Thirteenth Floor Elevators. In my real life, my first "love" had left the area and gone to be part of that band in California. I never talked to him again - in this period - until he actually appeared on FaceBook as a white haired old man a few years ago (he had been a considerably older boy friend)who's been married and Christianized for at least 30 years. Anyway....

The music was playing (and sounded a lot better than on their records) and I said - It's John Ike! In the dream this wasn't "normal". I knew that it was way back in the 60's. He spied me and stood up while he was playing (something he could do)and looked astonished! (Then I think he bolted out the back door - he had wanted to be done with our summer romance or whatever it was)last time I saw him. I was shocked that it was them and a band member came over to say something like, "Wow how did you get in here? What do you think? (they were always kind to me). I told them I was coming from the future (which of course they didn't believe.) I had a newspaper or handout I had picked up on the ferry in my hand and unfolded it to show the person the current date - but there were no dates on it and it looked like it had been printed on a mimeograph machine - random blobs of ink, etc.

If anyone back there had thought about it - I'm pretty sure I didn't arrive as an 17 or 18 year old Paulette. He was young! In his glory at that moment. I woke up astounded.

Yes I had just read the account here of the man who supposedly traveled to the future to find an all white socialist society run by a radioactive computer. And snorted.

I went back! I went back to a place I had never been in my past. Even in the dream I thought - what will he make of this? I KNOW I never saw him in a recording studio as an Elevator.

This was not frightening nor sad nor anything except amazing maybe. The other slightly weird thing was that when I awoke and even during my early am shower, the arm I broke was aching like it used to when it had pins in it. It still hurts now in a strange way, like there is something under the skin. That would have been realistic about 10 months ago. It hasn't hurt in any way in months. Donno. Just a dream...

Isn't the mind amazing....

[skywalker]

Did you ever see their recording studio in real life? Or pictures of it? I'm assuming you didn't since you said you never talked to the dude after he left to join the band. It would be interesting to know if their studio really did look the way you described it. Maybe you really did travel there. An out of body trip to the past perhaps? Or a psychic vision of it maybe?

[paulette]

Never ever been in a recording studio either in the far past or later. Saw a few versions in movies - I assumed the real thing would be dirtier and more cluttered - empty beer cans, pop bottles, fast food debris. After all, who would be the janitor in place where people worked late into the night and next morning? It did seem realistic in the dream...Donno

[skywalker]

I've been in a few recording studios in my lifetime. The ones I saw were actually pretty clean and well maintained, probably because the bands are only there when they are actually recording an album. It's wherever they practice and rehearse that is usually a cluttered pigsty. They don't rehearse in the studios though.