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Ron.M
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Dreaming...and stuff!
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There's quite a bit of off topic things going on at the moment.. So here's another... On a recent phone call with Simon, I mentioned that these days I really love dreaming. It's like a "trip" without drugs or anything. It's true! I don't really care if it's nightmarish or pleasant...each one is an adventure and always leaves me feeling amazingly refreshed. Maybe it's a thing that happens with age or something, but I first acknowledged it in the 70's when I was working the same humdrum 12 hour day with an Oil Company. It's like, whenever things become routine...your brain somehow steps in to fill the gaps in entertainment! I only realized that when other members of the crew said they were experiencing the same. I'm really disappointed when I wake up in the morning without having a strange or wonderful dream to remember. It doesn't happen too often though. Last night was a cracker. For some reason (you know how dreams go in their logic) I was on an EasyJet flight to Washington DC for some kind of business reason. The bit that worried me though, was the fact I had no passport with me and also I was on a same-day go and return flight and didn't know the time of the flight back. Anyway..I got to DC airport and after a bit of explanation to the officials, finally got through... Well..who did I meet on the way out of the Airport...but Ricardo and his wife! I was totally amazed! Anyway..we went into this cafe and started chatting and he showed me his Conde and played a few licks. He said he was due at his dance studio and did I want to come along. So we went down there, but when we arrived, we found that the studio had been double-booked and there was a folk group rehearsing stuff. Ricardo introduced me to a friend of his, who said he'd show me around DC. But when we went out it was getting dark and although it looked very exciting, I began worrying about the time of my flight home. Anyway...we walked through the centre of downtown. It was amazing...full of skyscrapers and lights and we wandered through a little gardened square to a little bar and stopped and had a beer. I then looked at the clock and it was about 8.00pm and I was quite a bit away from the Airport...so I thought I better make tracks quick, since I didn't even know the time of the last flight! I said that I better get a Taxi quick...but I only had British money...so I searched through my pockets for a credit card but could only find a Clydesdale bank card which I wondered about how it was going to get me dollars out of an American ATM. Anyway...the next phase of the dream was arriving at the airport.. (apparently the Taxi driver accepted £10 notes). Nobody knew the time of the flight and kept passing me on from desk to desk. The next worry was that I had no passport...so even if they let me out...how the heck was I going to get back in? About this time I woke up to the reassuring morning radio news voices on the radio... I was safe... back in my bed in Scotland. Great stuff...a great adventure! Nice to meet you Ricardo! So what do the Forum psychaitrists/philosophers reckon my state of mental health is? cheers Ron (Don't do dope...do cheese.. )
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Date May 6 2006 20:19:10
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Ricardo
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RE: Dreaming...and stuff! (in reply to Ron.M)
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Wow Ron I had the SAME dream the other night! Ha, just kidding, would be weird huh? Sorry no sky scrapers anywhere, they like em low around hear. Even Alexandria is pretty low, old buildings. Washington Monument is not really that high either. Anyway, nice meeting you in your dreams. Steve Vai had a cool story about the "trip" he took as a youngster that was the base for his "Passion and Warfare". Dreams are in fact hallucinations caused by a chemical that is released by the brain. If you deliberately stay awake, eventually the chemical is released after it builds up, and you hallucinate while awake. I have a theory that people who have weird experiences like "alien abductions", demonic possession, and what not, have a problem where the chemical is released when they not a sleep (Steve Vai also had "alien" experiences as a result of his natural trip). Also if you watch some people sleep, they twitch because the body is paralized to prevent one from acting out the dream physically. Folks sleep walk when the body did not do it's "paralizing" job. But some folks actually go through the process of getting paralized, and the dream chemicals get released, all before they actually "fall asleep". The result is a rather horrific experience where added fear and paranoia influence the "dream", but during a semi awake state. The person can't tell what is real. Pretty crazy. No drugs needed. I have not remembered a dream in awhile, unless it was scary, or sexy. Busted guitar is a reocurring theme, trying to hide the damage from my father who reappears after years of hiding out. (He died when I was 17). But those come rarely. I know many who say their dreams are black and white. I have always dreamt colors. Orange Conde with cracks and holes and paint peeling off. Ricardo
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Date May 7 2006 5:25:47
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Escribano
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RE: Dreaming...and stuff! (in reply to Gummy)
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My siesta dream today was very clear. I had bought a house by a lake and very near the sea. It came with a schooner and a dock. Anders and me were down by the old harbour when a yacht hoists all its sails at its berth, including a huge blue and yellow spinnaker. It's windy and the sea crashes into the harbour walls "Too much sail" I comment to Anders as the yacht promptly keels over and sinks. I rush into the surging waves to rescue anyone I can find but the undertow is too fierce. Anders follows. Then, I am suddenly inside a stone building at the end of the harbour wall where five Spanish yachtsmen are wet and stunnned. In broken Spanish, I ask: "Todas personas estan aquí? No hay personas en el agua?" "No... 'sta bien", comes the reply. Then another guy starts gesticulating at me, "Uno, dos, tres, ocho?" In English, I ask "Do you think I am Spanish and trying to find out if anyone is missing?" "Aye". He is Scottish. What the hell does that all mean?
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Date May 7 2006 17:34:31
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Ron.M
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RE: Dreaming...and stuff! (in reply to Escribano)
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What the hell does that all mean? LOL! Simon, To be a connoisseur of dreams you must never ponder about any hidden meanings etc. You just enjoy the ride. If you notice, that in the sample dream I posted, something happened, but was always frustrated by something not working out right. This is an essential part of a great dream. This is what maintains the tension and interest in the dream that makes it a rollercoaster ride! Folk go to theme parks to experience a lesser thrill IMO. It's being in the position and just trying to work it out from there that counts... My best dreams are when I wake up in a light sweat actually! Makes you feel invigorated for the rest of the day. One thing I love is that you are never conscious of your age or anything...you just behave as you do. Sometimes folk from the long past turn up.. even folk long dead..and sometimes you have no knowledge at all about folk you currently know... The main thing is, if you rethink it or write it down as I did in that post, is, you must NEVER edit it! That's why I left the EasyJet thing in... Never edit anything out..no matter how crazy! A lot of things don't make sense, but once you start playing around with the images in your conscious state to make it fit into a reasonably sane scenario..then the power of the dream is lost IMO. One of the classics I had a couple of years ago was attending a joint PdL/Rolling Stones concert and I was showing Keith Richards and Ronnie Wood how to make a Flamenco "A". They were really nice people, very funny actually! In the Oil Industry, you work a 12 hour/7 day week for months on end... When there are no emergencies or traumas happening, things tend to calm down to a boring 12 hours of just observing/eating/sleeping. (A bit like warfare..so I've gathered....boredom intermixed with terror..LOL!) A great phrase that one of my colleagues came out with, while Bill Gates was still experimenting in his garage was... "Ah..Bed Time!...I wonder where I'm going to go tonight!" cheers Ron
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Date May 7 2006 20:24:18
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RE: Dreaming...and stuff! (in reply to Ron.M)
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We are all different. I prefer to sllep 8 hours like a stone and not remember anything when I wake up. I did that last night and I feel clean. To much dreaming makes me feel weird. Especially when people I know take part of the dream. The weirdo ones which has nothing directly to do with reality are fun sometimes.
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Date May 8 2006 7:12:50
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