blackairplane
Hello all,
I am having a spell of not being able to be on AT much because of work and work travel. In fact after today, I wont be around until June 12, but I wondered if anyone was around to interp my weird dream I had just now.
I was traveling in an old 1950's flatbed truck ( a truck made long before I was born) in an prarie type area like the pampas of Argentina. I felt I was in a foreign county. I was sitting on the tail of the bed of the truck with my legs hanging down and the road was bumpy. I did not know the driver.The landscape was flat and there were cows fenced on either side of the road. I was with someone else I can't remember, but with whom I was close and on good terms. I was carrying in my lap two wicker suitcases about the size of a lunch box or large cosmetic bag. Inside these two baskets were souls. They were the size of mice, and I don't know if they were alive or dead, just that they resembled exactly the people who they belonged to, but in minature. In one case was my own soul and in the other were the souls of my unknown companion and another. I was safeguarding them.
We went over a bump and my soul fell out onto the pavement, with a tiny splat like if a mouse fell out of a cage from a moving car. My companion said " Did you hear that? " but I had and I looked and saw the little tiny doll-like soul of myself on the road moving way from us as we drove.
I asked the truck driver to stop, and he reluctantly did so. During the dream I had the feeling he was reluctantly carrying us in his truck anyway.
I was running down the road to retrieve my soul which I could see, but not in any great detail. I was eager to get a look at it. At no time was I ever worried or concious that it was either dead or alive, or sick or well, I just wanted to keep it with me.
As I was running toward it a small group of loose cows rambled onto the road and one of them put my soul into its mouth and chewed on it. I was frantic that it would get eaten and disappear, but the cow decided it didn't like the taste and spit it back onto the road. I was getting nearer and started to reach for it and look at it and my dog who sleeps on or beside my bed barked (in reality) and woke me up.
WTF?????????
Anyone else out there ever have their soul rejected by a loose cow?
I am having a spell of not being able to be on AT much because of work and work travel. In fact after today, I wont be around until June 12, but I wondered if anyone was around to interp my weird dream I had just now.
I was traveling in an old 1950's flatbed truck ( a truck made long before I was born) in an prarie type area like the pampas of Argentina. I felt I was in a foreign county. I was sitting on the tail of the bed of the truck with my legs hanging down and the road was bumpy. I did not know the driver.The landscape was flat and there were cows fenced on either side of the road. I was with someone else I can't remember, but with whom I was close and on good terms. I was carrying in my lap two wicker suitcases about the size of a lunch box or large cosmetic bag. Inside these two baskets were souls. They were the size of mice, and I don't know if they were alive or dead, just that they resembled exactly the people who they belonged to, but in minature. In one case was my own soul and in the other were the souls of my unknown companion and another. I was safeguarding them.
We went over a bump and my soul fell out onto the pavement, with a tiny splat like if a mouse fell out of a cage from a moving car. My companion said " Did you hear that? " but I had and I looked and saw the little tiny doll-like soul of myself on the road moving way from us as we drove.
I asked the truck driver to stop, and he reluctantly did so. During the dream I had the feeling he was reluctantly carrying us in his truck anyway.
I was running down the road to retrieve my soul which I could see, but not in any great detail. I was eager to get a look at it. At no time was I ever worried or concious that it was either dead or alive, or sick or well, I just wanted to keep it with me.
As I was running toward it a small group of loose cows rambled onto the road and one of them put my soul into its mouth and chewed on it. I was frantic that it would get eaten and disappear, but the cow decided it didn't like the taste and spit it back onto the road. I was getting nearer and started to reach for it and look at it and my dog who sleeps on or beside my bed barked (in reality) and woke me up.
WTF?????????
Anyone else out there ever have their soul rejected by a loose cow?
