I dream like a Hollywood movie projector, meaning that everything is vivd. I can hear, smell, taste, touch and even feel emotions in my dreams. I am currently 45 years old, not taking any type of medication and I don't drink. I do smoke cigarettes, but that's the extent of my vices. (Boring sounding, but I'm a pretty fun person...) Dream 1 4/30/2011 (Nap) ------------------------------- Time window : C. 1940's Color/BW : BW My name : never mentioned Place : NYC Type of exit : Bright yellow checker cab Dream (Part 1 of 2): I was an usher in a very large theater house and a band of what looked like Victory-type persons come in making a ruckus. I asked them to find their seats as everyone is trying to ignore them. After a few moments, I again ask them to take their seat and knock of the noise. 4 of them still standing ask me what the big idea was? I told them to knock off the noise, or hit the pavement. One of the guys said "Oh yea? Tough guy huh?", to which I replied "Look muscles, you're gonna have to take your troop and head out, people are starting to get agitated, and we don't need that, so grab your gear and ship out." They give no resistance and head out of the theater, jilted, but they leave. On the way out a cigarette girl walks over and asked what the trouble was all about and I told her, I had to eject them, because they were too rowdy. She smiled and said "Well, you were nice about it." Part 2 -------- Same elements as part one. Four gentlemen were in the last row in the theater and I was sitting behind them on a stool. I heard one men tell the other "I'm going to lay a cable from one end of the coast to the other, you'll see!" He wasn't making a fuss about it, I just heard that line. I crouched behind him and said, "Sir, I couldn't help over-hearing you talking about a cable from one end of the US to the other? Why would you do something like that? What's it for?" He looked at me like I was a complete moron and said "Well, if there was ever a war, we would need some kind of communication that won't be distressed from an attack." I thought for a second and asked, "you mean something like the Internet?" His eyes were as big as the moon and he asked me, "The Inter-what?" I felt as if I spilled the beans about the future and excused myself and ran outside the to the street. As I mentioned before the scene was in black and white, but this very bright canary-yellow Checker cab came down the street and stopped by me. The cabbie said, "Hey there, well it's time to go." I asked "What do you mean it's time to go? Go where? i don't even know you, or why you're here." He smiled back and opened the back door and said "C'mon - it's time to get out of here..." Woke up. This is not the only dream I've had I've had hundreds of them. I just decided today to see if anyone else was having these bizarre dreams, or it was just me. I'll post them as fast as I can, I just feel like I'm losing my marbles...
you maybe onto something there. you may know by now the internet was made in the in the 80's but the idea for it has been around since the 40's. it maybe your mind is taking you back in time through something called E.S.P. Travel. it is some what like astral projection yet you project your self into the past. the, i assume you live in a city, is a way to transport you back. That or you and i have gone totally bonkers.
Do these dreams bother you? If not, then you should be glad to have such creative, interesting dreams. It doesn't mean that you are crazy, just that you are a very imaginative person. You are lucky.