Playing at war

Even though it was from the same night as the previous entry this one was strange enough, and strong enough, that I thought it warrented its own entry here in the dream keep. (Yeah, like velcro bacon ain't wierd right?) I'm going to keep the same style as the last too, putting dream moods cut-ins at appropriate times.

I was at Dad's place and there was a big group of us there. I'm pretty certain that E was there too. It was night time and we were all outside. There was some sort of commotion that got everyone's attention and I ran down the lawn to the street with everyone following. Despite the fact that dad's on a crescent, his street was now a long straight through type affair and there was a military column coming toward us!

[To see a soldier in your dream, signifies you may be preparing yourself do battle over an issue and defend your values and opinions.]

On top of that there was a string of WWII fighters landing on the street. They were, I knew somehow, Zero fighters (Japanese, in case you don't know). In fact all of the military hardware was WWII vintage.

[To see an airplane in your dream, indicates that you will overcome your obstacles and rise above to a new level of prominence and status. You may experience a higher consciousness, new-found freedom and greater awareness.
To dream of a seeing zero, signifies absolute freedom and super-consciousness. Zero may be synonymous with the symbol of a circle, which stands for infinity and completeness. It could also warn you that you are going around in circles or that you have nothing.
Zero denotes timelessness, super-conscious, eternity, and absolute freedom. It also symbolizes God. ]

Then I was up on a balcony or something, it was old and wooden. I was with someone, a man, and we were both in WWII American uniforms (complete with ties! Hey, wait, there's that tie thing again....) We looked down the alley the balcony was over, and there at the end of the alley was an automated machinegun platform (one of ours) firing away at someone or something down the way. But I also knew it was just for show. But it kept firing all the same, and I could see the bullets feeding in and the flashes of the fire really clearly.

[To see a bullet or bullets in your dream, indicates anger and aggression directed at you or someone else.
To see a robot in your dream, indicates that you are going about life in a mechanical and rigid way. You have lost the ability to express your feelings.
To see an alley in you dream, suggests that you have limited options. Alternatively, it indicates that you may be sidetracked due to domestic duties and find yourself in a dilemma.]

Then it was daytime and I was in camp, again American, and sitting with these two other guys who were in uniform (still WWII). Though this time I didn't seem to be. They were both reading and eating something, but the one fellow I was very interested in what he was reading. I asked him what it was, and he said to me "well, you'll see it eventually" and handed it to me. It was a newspaper, a military one, "Stars and Stripes" (which I don't know if they even still publish). I didn't see what the story was or the headline, just the title of the paper. (I wonder if this was just my logical brain filling in details)

[To see newspapers in your dream, signifies that new light and insight will be shed on a problem that has been on your mind. You are seeking knowledge and answers to a problem.
To see stars in your dream, signifies your desire for fame and fortune. Stars also symbolize fate and luck.
To see stripes in your dream, suggests that you are making a bold and daring statement.]

And that was it. But it was so insistant and so clear. Through the whole day, I've not forgotten a detail of the whole dream. I wonder why this one is so insistant?

Dining Out

I was going to a restaurant, with someone....Scott maybe? I did get an email that mentioned him a few days ago so maybe. And we did used to go out to restaurants all the time, a lifetime ago, so that'd fit too.

[From good ol' dream moods: A restaurant indicates that you are seeking for emotional nourishment outside of your social support system.]

So I was there with someone, and we were early. The place had just opened for the night and they hadn't put up the tables yet. It was a small place, the size of a living room or a living/dining in an apartment, with billowy curtains over the windows. I looked away for a second and then poof there were tables!

[Dream moods says: To see a table in your dream, represents social unity and the potential for a meeting or gathering. It refers to your social and family connections. If the table is broken or not functional, then it suggests some dissension in a group. Perhaps there is something you cannot hold inside any longer and need to bring it out in the open.]

I was seated and given a menu that I didn't look at, and there was a waitress who was decorating the new tables. She was tying on these slices of precooked bacon, that had velcro on them so you can attach them together to look like bows. They were inedible too. I remarked on them to the girl as she stuck them onto the table, pondering what they'd be listed as in a catalog for some reason.

[Dream moods again: To see a waitress in your dream, suggests that you are in need of nurturance and to feel special.
To see bacon in your dream, symbolizes essentials, staples, and life's supply.]

No word on velcro....

Tunnelling to England

E and I were going to England, by way of a tunnel under the Atlantic. Ambitious some might say, and I'd be inclined to agree, especially since we were walking. E didn't even have Fred along with her!

The tunnel, luckily, was wide and airy and nicely painted but with a slightly "institutional" look to it. I think there were golf carts that were whizzing around but we were definitely walking. We passed through a door or arch and passed a sign that said we were at the half way point to England.

"See," I pointed out to E, "we're almost there. Don't give up now, we'll be there soon."

We carried on for a while longer then saw a sign for a Walmart. Okay, yeah, a Starbucks would've made more sense. I mean they are on the bottom of the ocean already aren't they? But no, this was a Walmart. Guess they shut down the mermaid town or something. E and I decided to pause for a drink or some sort of refreshement, in the McD's there I think.

I went to buy something but they only took English money (guess we'd made it much closer to Old Blighty since they only took pounds eh?) So I dug into my pocket and pulled out all my money, which was just a bunch silver coins. My bill for whatever it was I wanted (either a coffee or a coke) was 70p. I had a couple of "half crown" coins, but they told me that wasn't enough. I thought it was, but they told me it wasn't. (a half crown was a real coin and worth two shillings and sixpence or 2s 6d, which works out to 30p each, so they were right, it wasn't enough...silly me, close but not quite there...hmmm much like the tunnel too, hmmmmmm)

There was something in there before we left for England about cutting a new car out of tin. It was a toy car, pre-made and just needing to be popped out of the tin sheets and assembled. I don't remember much more about it than that and I have no clue how it fits into the tunnel to England dream either.

But why England? I'm not sure at all.