weird_weird_dreams nom my dulcimer was broken i was trying to piece it back together on the road to california my nuclear submarine was attacked i held my breath for 4 hours swimming 070125 ... somebody Nom, there's nothing weird about that. Everyone has dreams in which their dulcimers break and their nuclear subs are attacked and they wind up holding their breaths for four hours while swimming. 070125 ... noone maybe it's trying to tell you something about piecing your life back together or you'll drown. Or maybe your subconscious is telling you to destroy your computer and get a life. Maybe. 070126 ... z three nights ago i had this one: passing between two parts of my dream i found myself walking into a version of new york's central park zoo and was confronted with it's central square. this version was missing the seal pen that was there in my childhood, so i could see across it's octagonal paving stone walks, low hedges, statuary and benches. people were there, as usual, but were a bit agitated. this was because there was a huge tiger slinking through the crowds, not agressivly, but with a certain cat-like intentness. i looked across to the other side of the open space and saw a skinny bear cub wandering searchingly through throngs of onlookers. at this point, aprehension won it's battle with curiosity and i decided not to enter the square, choosing, instead, to turn left (east) toward where there should have been a set of sstone stairs leading up to fifth avenue. instead, there was a century old basalt, retaining wall topped by a black painted wrought iron fence topped by vaugely leaf shaped pike blade decoration. coming toward me along the base of the man-height retainer wall was a new york city policeman. he was heading into the square. as he passed i asked, "why is there a tiger and a bear cub loose at the same time?" he replied, "the convergance of probabillities." and continued past me. as i climbed up the wall and over the fence, i realized that he had, basically, said, "shit happens." dreams. 070126 ... nom the paint didn't match the lyrics of the house 070126 ... nom i don't have a computer) i have a life) 070126 ... hmm....... "the convergance of possibilities..." 070126 ... z in my dream it was "the convergance of probabillities." 070126 ... z in preparation for my long ago trip to costa rica, i took lariam. during and after the trip, i had extremely vivid dreams. 070126 what's it to you? who go blather from