In the last few months I've had a few dreams that seemed very different from the usual sort of dreams I have.
They are different in that they seem real, and have images that I've never seen before, and I remember them vividly after I wake-up. This just about never happens, so I take notice. I'v e only had them once each and they're not the usual naked in public or falling or whatever that I'm sure are just coming from my subconcious mind alone.
This one happened Sunday night or early Monday morning.
Here it is:
I'm accused of some sort of crime, I don't know what it is, but I didn't do it. I'm in some sort of custody, though no-one that I'm seeing in this dream has a police uniform on or anything.
I'm not told what the specific crime is, but in my heart I know I didn't do it or that it's not wrong, I'm not sure which. I'm told I'm going to be punished for it. Before the punishment I'm supposed to confirm the "record" and some sort of "facts".
The only facts that come through in the dream are of course incorrect ones. The first "fact" is that I have two daughters. I don't have kids at all. The second is that I'm born in a certian town, which is incorrect. The correct town is in the same state as the incorrect one, but the correct one is the capital of that state and the incorrect one is a suburb known for it's wealthy inhabitants. For whatever reason, I can't speak up to say that those facts are incorrect.
These "facts" that I'm supposed to verify are spoken to me by a woman. We're in a room, not a jail house but more like a hotel room sort of thing. She's just very average, short curly hair a little heavy, wearing a brown jacket with brown pants. I don't have much to say about her description other than that, except, now that I think of it, she's the same woman in my english airplane dream! She's the same one who was holding the instrument in her right hand telling me the plane was too heavy (in that dream). Wouldn't I like to know who SHE is!
Back to the dream. For whatever reason, I can't speak up to dispute these "facts". I just stay silent even though I want to "correct the record".
Anway, I'm told then that punishment is an electric shock. Not one that will kill me, but it will hurt really bad.
This woman leaves the room then, and there's a guy sitting on my right in a chair. I guess he's guarding me or something. He's holding some sort of half-moon shaped thing in his lap. It has buttons on it of some sort.
We sit in this room, me in my chair and him in his, on my right. He starts to nod-off while he's holding this half moon thing with the buttons. While he's got his eyes closed, nodding off, I reach over with my right hand and touch the half-moon thing. Just for a second, then I pull my hand away and don't touch it any more.
Then the woman comes back. Somehow a black box, in a retangle shape with a velcro flap on the top edege where you can open it is placed in my lap. The box is a rectangle, about two feet on long side, about 4-6 inches deep and about a 18 inches tall. It has a cord coming out of one end with either some sort of sensor or electrode or push button on the end if it. The pushbutton or whatever is black also, is cylindrical in shape and is on the end of a cord that comes out of the left end of this box as it sits on my lap.
Then it's as if I'm wired-up for this shock I'm supposed to get as my punishment. That woman is now sitting in a chair opposate me and she's got some sort of control that I'm thinking will control the "shock". She's sort of leaning forward and backwards in her chair in a rythmic way and saying something. I tell her to just hurry up and do it! Just give me the shock already and let's get this over with! I'm tensing up in anticipation of the pain that's coming.
All of a sudden, I'm not in the chair anymore. I'm in a nice comfortable bed, under the covers and I'm just waking up from a dreamless restful sleep. I feel good. I get out of bed and go brush my teeth. I'm still in this hotel room. I come out of the bathroom and that woman is there. I ask her what happened. She tells me that when I got the "shock" I went into an epileptic seisure. I don't have epilipsy and I tell her this. I ask her again what really happened. She repeats herself.
I get the very strong impression she's not telling me the truth and she's hiding something from me. That's the end of the dream.
If anybody has any thoughts on what's up with this I'd appreciate it. My last dream about plans and passports or whatever and bombs in england was very confusing. HB tossed out some ideas that sounded like they were very reasonable, so if you catch this one, throw-out whatever comes to mind Bob!
Or anyone else for that matter who want's to chime-in. I have no practice or ability when it comes to the enterpretation of dreams. This one's been puzzling me for a day and half now so I thought I'd toss it out there. There's another one that's got me spooked too and I'll write that down for you in a minute.
Thanks a bunch!