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Tuesday, July 26, 2005
9:08:00 AM EDT

A Nightmare


After a full morning of deciding what to do for the day, I became rather anxious about my lack of options. I decided I should take a nap. I laid down on the couch and eventually fell asleep. Those who don't believe in afternoon naps will be pleased to know that I was punished with a distressing nightmare.

The dream began with me running down a city street, afraid for my life. It was unclear just who or what I was running from, but apparently the fear was sufficient reason to be running. To evade the unknown threat, I cut to my left into an empty alley. I kept running all the way to the end of the alley, expecting to find a running helicopter in which I could fly away. Dreams can often provide such conveniences.

At the end of the alley there was no helicopter, but my pursuer, the happy Quaker Oats Man. He had apparently found a shortcut into the alley. Dreams often give pursuers shortcuts which are unbeknownst to the dreamer. My heart was pounding. I was cornered, and the fullness of my terror was realized.

The happy Quaker Oats Man faced me with a honeydew melon in one hand, and a Frisbee in the other. It was clear that I had to choose one or the other. I somehow knew one choice meant my death, and the other meant my escape. I asked him, "Which would you recommend?" He just stood there, motionless and smiling, just like his famous picture, holding the melon and the Frisbee.

A mysterious whispering voice said, "Choose the round one ... choose the round one". I asked the whispering voice whether "the round one" meant "spherical" or "disc-shaped". The voice just repeated, "Choose the round one ... choose the round one". I cursed the voice, shouting, "Damned cheap recorded whispering voices!" I was facing was a life-threatening dilemma, and I couldn't get a live whispering voice.

I was awakened by a cat fight, by which I mean actual cats were fighting, not my female human neighbors. I got up from the couch and went outside to break up the fight. Over a cup of coffee, I analyzed the dream.

Two of the symbols of the dream were simple to interpret. I had not eaten breakfast that morning, so the happy Quaker Oats man represented the breakfast I had skipped. The Frisbee represented activity and exercise, which I had avoided all morning.

The melon represented a gap in my vocabulary, which had been filled several weeks before. I must take a moment to explain this. A friend of mine recently eloped. He did not elope by himself, but with a young woman. About a week ago, my friend introduced me to his new wife at dinner in a local restaurant. During our conversation, when my friend referred to their "elopement," I thought he was referring to some kind of melon. This made the conversation rather confused for about an hour. Hence, the melon in the nightmare referred to my failure to learn the word "elopement" earlier in life -- an academic failure.

The dilemma of spherical versus disc-shaped roundness refers to my brief membership in a flat-Earth group. In that group, I wrestled with the problem of a round versus a flat Earth. Most of the people in that group whispered a lot. Also, I had bought many of their tapes.

I learned from the dream that I need to become more active and read more books. I also learned I should have a nutritious breakfast every morning.


 



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  • #3 Comment from psychfun 
    9/26/05 2:17 AM Permalink
    You missed some things! Look again.....

    "Afraid for my life" (unclear who!)

    "expectations of a safe passage"

    "Choices between death & escape" & "Life Threatening Dilemma" (marriage?)

    "Choose the round one" Elopement was melon right...do you want to get married yourself? How did you feel about your friend being married?

    Also what are you referring to with round/flat group? Not Tom Friedman's Book "The World is Flat"?

    http://journals.aol.com/psychfun/MeThinksTooMuch/


  • #2 Comment from ondinemonet 
    7/27/05 2:13 AM Permalink
    Hi Don
    Sometime I will have to share about a terrifying dream I once had about the Pillsbury Dough Boy. It involved a rolling pin and a vegetable scrubber! LOL.

    Always, Carly :)
  • #1 Comment from mavarin 
    7/27/05 1:20 AM Permalink
    Also, that advertising icons don't have much to say.

    One of my dad's silly expressions, "Cantalope, I'm married."  

    Karen Cantalope