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For people who don't mind reading...
This is a Very, very complex and strange dream and rather disturbing. I wonder if I've inherited my dad's paranoia. Background: The location is a recurring one for me. It was the last house I lived in with my parents. We had a 60 acre ranch that I helped them build when I was in my senior year of high school. It's the house my parents lived in when my mom died at a fairly young age -- 56. I've often had dreams of it since my mom's death because my dad angrily abandoned both me and my sister afterwards. He would not allow us to have anything from my mom other than what she had specifically outlined which was her clothes (not something I wanted) and some of her jewelry. He also wouldn't give us anything from our own childhood. In those dreams, he'd kept her things hidden in his (actual) secret hiding areas he built in it and had them boobytrapped with guns. I don't have those dreams anymore, but the ranch has since been sold and he's remarried (someone I've never met and have worried she may be taking advantage of his declining mental health and his wealth). Incidentally, he's a rather vindictive and suspicious sort. I do still have dreams of being on the property, though. The dream: I have a problem remembering the beginnings of dreams, but I know I was on the property and it started out fairly pleasant. Many of my dreams start out that way and then get worse as time goes on, with problems magnifying. At some point, I'd heard there were reports of UFO's flying over the property. Now I was seeing them -- little white, triangular-shaped planes. Things happened I don't remember, but I do remember figuring out what was going on. We (me and some others) noticed that these things tended to start circling in a specific location, near the house. I noticed whenever someone went into a specific building or place on the property, there was a circle of wind that surrounded the person (OK, this part reminded me of an Avatar cartoon I'd seen the day before with my kids). Anyway, I started thinking a bit and tossed some pebbles into the circle and noticed they also started circling. This made me think My dad had engineered something there. I started poking around in the dirt in the center of the circle and found something. We uncovered it and there was some sort of white, plastic-covered device under the ground and I believe there was also a circular hard area that extended out from it. We figured he'd planted something there to mislead people. Then I noticed that previously there had been a bathtub there where my mom used to hang out and look at the view when she was sick. So the question was, did he build this thing (he was rather intelligent) to make my mother feel crazy? I didn't know. But for some reason, he was gone, and I was relieved because I wanted to go into the house to find my stuff. But when I went in, it was full of children's toys. What I realized was that even though my father wouldn't allow me in this house with my kids after mom my died (yes, this is true), he had become a very vital part of his wife's grandkids (now this part is also recurring). It hurt and angered me both in real life and in the dream. Then several women came down, covered in quilts. Apparently the wife had invited several women for some sort of crocheting bee (my mom used to do this). Now, my sister was with me (we are not speaking in real life). We went into the house to talk with the woman, who was African-American (in real life, she's Asian). I made some comment about how strange it was because my dad wouldn't let my kids in the house, but felt guilty for being "catty". She showed us around. She'd made several changes in the decor so the house was much warmer. I told her I liked the changes (darker colors on the walls, warm wood in the entry, rather than whitish stone, etc) I don't remember anything else, but am perplexed about it's complexity. I do also remember waking up almost obsessing over a very weird connection I made between this thing my dad had invented and using it's technology to project computer images into air like a 360 degree computer screen. Why I'd make that connection is really beyond me, but the thought was that my dad, for all his frustrating tendencies, "was" really quite an intelligent man, even though he was only educated in a trade in "old world" Europe -- not even a high school diploma. He actually had the intellectual ability to invent and build very complex and beautiful things. There were other aspects sprinkled in but I can't place them in the dream. I remember seeing tall redwood trees that had grown considerably since being planted when I lived with them, near some severely burned areas, then remembering a terrible fire that had hit near there and worrying about the horses on the property. I also remember thinking the house had been moved, or that it could have been moved and the location, I felt, might have been a little more homey, but the view would not have been nearly as far-reaching (In real life, you could see the SF Bay and the foothills all around -360 degrees) from their house. Long... I know... |
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