One frequent theme to my dreams has been, and continues to be "things aren't where they're supposed to be".
As if I didn't know that.
As if I didn't know that I'm not where I'm supposed to be.
As if I can do anything about the problems.
My subconscious mind is complaining that it can't find a pair of trousers and I can't find a life. Bah.
In my dreams a few hours ago...
Somebody sent me a very technologically advanced trifle. Either Coca-Cola, or the company that builds their vending machines, created it. Somehow they found out that I liked robots, and I liked party balloons, and I was interested in the Industrial Internet of Things...so I received a robotic device to stick to the ceiling of my room. Every so often, it would activate, play one of Coca-Cola's many jingles, inflate a balloon with air, tie it off and let it loose.
Why Coca-Cola? I don't know.
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You know that dream that all adults have of being stuck back in Grade School again? I sort of had a variation on that overnight:
I was handled an examination pamphlet I was supposed to have done back in childhood. Only I had never seen it before and all the responses inside it were blank. And then I found a note inside it from my teacher that read Stephen Bierce was in trouble and being disciplined that day so he was unavailable for this assignment.
I would later learn that the faculty at my school was morally opposed to the assignment and wrote notes like it in all the books. Not only did they keep us from doing the work, they hid the whole thing from us so we would never know it existed.
I have no idea what the dream is supposed to mean.
The coming weeks will be one of the best times ever for wrestling with God or tussling with Fate or grappling with karma. Why do I say that? Because you're likely to emerge triumphant! That's right, you lucky, plucky contender. More than I've seen in a long time, you have the potential to draw on the crafty power and unruly wisdom and resilient compassion you would need to be an unambiguous winner. A winner of what? You tell me. What dilemma would you most like to resolve? What test would you most like to ace? At what game would you most like to be victorious? Now is the time.
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I caught my subconscious in a lie this morning when my sleep cycle was coming to a close. Maybe I ought to trade it in on a new model.
My old friend Jeff started working at a gambling casino in Atlantic City. "You've gone over to the dark side!" I kidded. He acknowledged that 90 percent of the casino's visitors lose money gambling. On the bright side, he said, 95 percent of them leave happy. I don't encourage you to do this kind of gambling in the near future, Sagittarius. It's true that you will be riding a lucky streak. But smarter, surer risks will be a better way to channel your good fortune. So here's the bottom line: In whatever way you choose to bet or speculate, don't let your lively spirits trick you into relying on pure impulsiveness. Do the research. Perform your due diligence. It's not enough just to be entertained. The goal is to both have fun and be successful.
Last night I dreamt that there had been a rumor going round that I lost a hand--and people responded by sending me hands in the hopes that one of them could be transplanted on my arm. Perhaps my view is that while the goodness of people persists, they are being undermined by a lack of truth in the right places.
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