Contributing Editor to the Book of Life

I dreamed I was visiting a new place (or it may have been an extended stay.) When I arrived, I was shown my room, and then they were giving me a tour and showing me where to go. I came out of the bedroom, and they took me down the hall and turned the corner. Every few feet there were doors and stainless steel refrigerators turned sideways. They stopped at one of them and pushed the refrigerator to the side. That opened up a passageway and stairs. When we went downstairs, we were in a large corridor with tons of people in it. It felt like a cross between a shopping mall and a train station. People were all walking and going places. They took me back upstairs and I realized I was lost and didn’t know how to get back down there, so they showed me again. (Something interesting to note, I don’t know who “they” were. Men, women, etc?)

Then a woman I knew in my dream (not in real life) took me to a bar/restaurant area. We were sitting down near the front of the stage, but the funny thing was that the stage was extremely tall, so the front rows didn’t have a good view of the stage. A band came out and two men who looked like Crosby on Parenthood were in the band. One was the lead singer and the other was a guitar player. The lady I was with was dating one of them, and they were twin brothers whose family were either owners of the place we were in, or they were very influential.

After that, I went back to the area near my room. There were writing prompts, and everyone present had the opportunity to participate. Sometimes there was a question asked and people were asked to write a response. Other times, there was already a response, and people were asked to write the intro. If your response was selected, you were paid. It was almost $10 for a very short prompt, but I got the impression it was highly competitive. I got the impression that someone was writing a very huge, very detailed book. No one really knew the whole storyline, but everyone got to contribute to small parts of it.

As I was writing, someone important acknowledged what I had written, but they were being discouraged from calling me out because I was so new to the place. They felt I had to prove myself over time. Then they mentioned an inventor who lived there. I recognized the name, and he was someone who had invented a kitchen gadget. They laughed and said that yes, that’s all he was known for in our world, but in other universes he had created so many different things that weren’t possible with our technology. They said it must be so frustrating to have done so much elsewhere but not be able to in our world. I was star struck and felt very impressed to know that the man lived there. I’m not sure if I “knew” there were other universes but it seemed to make perfect, logical sense at the time I was being told.

Then a friend came up and she had a device that would let us travel through time. She said that she found out when the “gods” were going to come through. “Gods” wasn’t the word she used – it was a very specific word, but I can’t remember it now. They were not God the creator, nor were they traditional mythological gods. But they were supernatural beings that carried some celebrity status. Anytime they appeared, people were very exciting. So my friend transported us to where they were appearing, and suddenly they appeared out of nowhere. It was very exciting. They didn’t do anything but walk past, but everyone was excited. She used this tool a couple of time to see different sightings.

Afterward, I went back to my room. I was talking to my friend and shared something about a meme I had seen. It was something about people exchanging emails and Donald Trump. She said she’d never seen that one, and I realized that in this place, I was seeing new content that had never been seen in the world before. Eventually, some of it would trickle down to Earth, but as of then it was unseen.

I then realized that I was laying on the floor and I wasn’t wearing pants. I was just in underwear. I had started my period (which is odd, because IRL I had a hysterectomy years ago.) I was worried that I needed to change my pad because people would be able to see since I was in my underwear. The only bathroom I remembered seeing was past the refrigerator downstairs by the large corridor. I got to the area, and there were people standing around talking by the refrigerator. It was almost like a break room. But before I got to the bathroom, I realized I hadn’t brought my pad with me. So I went back to the room. I had my small, purple suitcase with me, and someone asked how I could have such a small suitcase. I told them that the shirts didn’t take up much space and I only wore one per day. Then I noticed that there was a bathroom connected to the room, so I didn’t even have to go back down to the corridor bathroom.


This was an extremely vivid dream with a lot of detail. My first thought was that I needed to turn it into a novel. My second was that this is how I envision a small slice of heaven. I think I might have read somewhere once that all information is housed in heaven and it doesn’t always make it to Earth. I imagine this place in my dream as sort of the ‘grand central station’ of information, and that everyone there was contributing – storylines, music, invention — all of the creative forces in the universe. They were all doled out to different worlds. And people take turns staying there and then going out into the worlds (almost like “field work.”) It was really amazing.

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Clean Sweep

I dreamed that I was renting office space in a building. I had two large rooms, but was only using one. I had my desk, phone and Internet in one and then a door led to another room that I was using for storage. The Tenant across the hall asked if they could temporarily rent space, and I walked to the landlords office and she said yes, but then it occurred to me that I could consolidate to one room and they could use the other room. She was ok with that too. I got lost on my way back to the office – there were many hallways and it was on the edge of a mall. Normally I entered from Dillard’s and I couldn’t find Dillard’s. Eventually I found it. I talked to them and they were very interested. They wanted to create a waiting room. We walked into the messy storage room and I was embarrassed for them to see it. The items in there were all things I could get rid of. Then I thought about moving into that room so their waiting room could be across the hall instead of around the corner. I wasn’t sure how the internet and phone would work though. They saw another waiting room with furniture and tv and really liked that.

Runaway

I dreamed that there was an accident outside our house and someone was killed. It involved an 18 wheeler. Alex went outside and was trying to take pictures. I was upset and horrified. I went to a tanning bed and it was $100 and I felt guilty for spending the money. Then the lady added a 20 percent tip which was crazy. When the lady at the tanning place realized we saw the accident, she told us to stop by this sandwich shop in the building and said they would give me a free sandwich, which they did. I went back to the house and I was sharing a bedroom with someone (an old roommate of mine?) and there was someone in a second bedroom. The roommate was talking about moving my office furniture out so I could have a private bedroom but then pointed out I needed the office furniture. But I very badly wanted a private room. Then I had the kids and Buster again and we were in a hotel. We were following a man and I was lost and couldn’t find the room. He led me to it. Then we were almost sharing a room- we had to walk through his room to get to ours. It was strange, but I was happy to be away from the scene of the accident.

School Rules

I dreamed I was back in school and didn’t have the proper supplies. I had gone upstairs and was going to English. (I wasn’t sure I had the right class.) when I got there I saw my old elementary school friend Alison was there and had brought a whole pack of plain dark colored markers. I had a multi colored pack and remembered I was supposed to have the other. The teacher was a mean old woman so I expected to get in trouble.

A Painful, Hidden Truth

Another bad dream. It started out at the church. I’m the circle where we have the statue of Jesus, there was some sort of device hidden that had the potential to be explosive or poisonous or somehow destructive. It was in the center of a battleground and there was a queen who was protecting it? Or threatening to use it? Or not allowing us to disarm it? It was hidden in the center of a maze. Then the context changed and the device was hidden in a store. I knew it was there and there were conspiracy theories on the internet but the store denied it. I called the store and made an appointment with the manager under a false pretense planning to surprise him and try to talk to him about it. I got to the store early and was looking around. I saw a room with a big circular table and it had different types of shampoo and conditioner so you could refill your bottles. It included the suave kind that I use and also a bubble-gum scented one. I was really excited but then I noticed the table was unplugged so I couldn’t use it. Then I went back in a section where people were shopping for Christmas presents. It was there that the device’s impact was most evident- a giant lumbered by (and was not friendly.) A severely crippled man walked by with his wife- he could barely use his legs so he was sort of dragging himself along the ground but he didn’t have a wheelchair. He said something to me about wishing he had known I was there so I could have helped him. I then started walking down the street, afraid of what the world had become. I realized that I wasn’t wearing my glasses and couldn’t see clearly. I was so worried that I wouldn’t be able to find them and would get a headache. About that time I looked down and they were on the ground. They were broken and when I put them on, they pinched my nose. I wondered how they had gotten there because I had entered the store a different way and not walked down this side of the street before.

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I feel that this dream has to do with being able to see clearly, and how sometimes that is painful but is necessary.

The Annual Poker Event

This dream began as a a school dream but changed. I was in a car with some other people and they had taken me to school that day. I was a little concerned about how I would get home but I didn’t want to bother mom to do it and I figured that I could find a ride with someone. This was my old elementary school (at least on the outside.) They were carrying a huge table inside and someone asked what it was, and I realized it was a poker table and one day every year the 9-12 grade played poker but it was based on sports trivia. Come to find out, it was in honor of some gaming commissioner coming into town. 

We went inside and I was worried because I hadn’t eaten breakfast and didn’t have money to buy a diet coke out of the machine. But then I saw Subway and remembered we now has a subway in the school. I got in line and ordered a sandwich but she was making two at a time and I didn’t realize it. I made her not put onions on either one and the girl who the other one was actually for was very disappointed. The sandwich had bacon and chicken on it (and the chicken looked like dog treats.) I also got a large Diet Coke. Then I had to go to a different part of the line to pick it up and I ordered another Diet Coke because i forgot I already had one. She didn’t fill it very full though, so I was disappointed and had to do it myself. Then I went to sit down at the poker table in the lunchroom but we realized we were in the wrong location. We all got on a trolley to move to our segment. That’s when it turned into a church dream. We got off the trolley at a church and were trying to find where Chapel of the Cross was sitting but we kept getting lost. Then Mam-ma and Tyrone got off the bus. I was so excited to see them! Tyrone had shaved and lost a lot of weight and he looked better than I’ve ever seen him before. I was trying to decide if I should sit at the main table with everyone else or give those seats to the people who will be better at answering the trivia. I had also decorated a cake with trash talking based on joking with Will last year, but I had included a bad word so someone changed it.

Then out of nowhere I thought I heard Alex say, “It hurts so bad” and it jolted me awake. But Alex was sound asleep upstairs when I checked.

Missed Connections

I dreamed that Michael and I were taking Alex and Dylan to a drag show. It was in a mall. We went by and then Katy came over with her whole family and thought we were going to a movie and they wanted to come. We laughed and explained it wasn’t a movie but they said they would come anyway. We decided to eat first and then I got done before everyone else. I went back to with the show. First I sat down at a long table and everyone said how great it was that I would go to the show by myself. I explained my family was joining me. Then I ended up sitting at the feet of a guy leaned back on his legs. It was very comfortable but a bit too “intimate” for a stranger. I kept looking for everyone else to get there, and when they did I jumped up to join them but the show was over.

The next thing I remember might have been a separate dream. I was at a camp of some sort and it was the last day. We were out of dishes so I was washing paper plates to eat from. Then there was a musical instrument that I had never seen but I washed it too. When we came back, I saw a guy (same one as at the drag show maybe) who was arranging hotel rooms. His were not very nice but had that same familiarity/comfort level. I tried to walk over to him and lost him in the crowd. There was another guy giving out brown paper bags and gave me one since I didn’t get a room. (I actually got 2 from him.)  I somehow got separated from the group and decided I would check into the nice hotel that was paid for as part of the trip and then text the guy to make separate arrangements for the second day. I got on an elevator and couldn’t find the lobby. Some of the buttons were in a different language. One said “corpse bath” and about that time I stepped (barefoot) in a puddle on the floor and started to panic. One went to the penthouse. I couldn’t find a regular lobby!!