Lounging on the Horse Farm [DS: many, many, especially seeing my hands]
I am in a large open room in a house. There is a big picture window showing the outside. There are chairs and couches possibly. My focus in on an old style TV set. It has been installed on a swivel platform, some of the accessories, like the tape drive, are in a custom part of the platform surrounded by carpet. I think this is very high end at some time in the past. The carpet is frayed around some of the openings.
My focus is on a video I am watching on the TV. It is about a horse farm and the people who have used its service. The farm sells very high end horses. Lots of money for exclusive rich people. The film is about how when you lose your money or fame they switch out the horse at the last moment to a lesser breed. I am not sure if the farm I am on got one of the horses and it was then switched or if I am on the farm the video is discussing. After watching a segment I try and rewind the video and get it to a certain point where one of the exclusive customers is discussing his experience. I can not seem to get to the same spot. I spend the rest of the dream with the remote in my hand, pressing play and trying to get back to that segment so I can discuss it.
I am with two other young men. I am a guest but they work on the farm regularly. We are all watching the TV as I try and find the spot. At some point I am using the remote as a pointer. I can see the cross hairs pointing at the TV console, but the tape player keeps changing position and even transforming from a VCR in a DVD format (Fat slot vs thin, vertical vs horizontal). The boys tell me I am not doing it right. I look at the TV and it has changed position. It was against the wall in front of me, it is now to my right. I comment on it and they swivel the TV around as if that is the explanation.
Every few minutes I try the remote again. It feels like it is fast forwarding but never getting the place I want. A third guy, possibly a little older, comes in. He asks us why we are sitting around instead of working. I tell him no one has told me what to do. If I just start doing stuff it will create more problems that it will solve. I also scold him a bit that the boys have been complaining for two days that no one is in charge. Instead of giving us things to do, he leaves taking this information into consideration.
As we are sitting in front of the TV I see out the window, someone working on washing a series of cars. I am looking at the front of 4-6 cars. He is running a hose over them, I assume as part of washing them. He is nudging them with his knee so he can reach all of them. I wonder how he is doing this and think that the black top driveway must tilt slightly up hill. He is pushing them up hill, all at once, and then letting them slid back. He is doing this very naturally with little effort. I assume he does this often. I think it is odd that there are what appear to be fleet cars (they are all painted the same) on the farm, but assume it is part of a larger operation. [Now that I am awake, it was lost on me that he was pushing the cars uphill from the side of the first car. That would make them moving against the way the tires roll]. At one point the cars were moving back and forth like the driveway was some kind of a conveyor.
Trout Fishing with Alex [Part of the same dream]
I am sitting in the front seat of a car. We are getting ready to go trout fishing. Possibly Alex is going and I am just watching. I am still trying get fast forward the video with the remote in my hand. [That's how I know it is the same dream] I go back and forth from being in the car to sitting among several fisherman who are also preparing or have just returned. The scene is very vivid and lush.
There is stream to my left that is flowing into a small culvert surrounded by rocks. In fron of me is a large rock that provides a rough table between waist and chest high. On my right is a couch is fishermen sitting on it in repose. At some point I see two men crawl into the tinny culvert if full fishing gear. I ask the ones sitting next to me how long it take getting through it and they say 15 minutes. I am some what horified imaging quezing through the dark and wet for 15 minutes just to go fiahing. I wonder why they can't just walk over the stream. In front of me a fisherman is preparing a fish he ahs caught. He has a larlge dog next to him who is sitting like a human, on his but with feet out front. He give the dog a the fish and he eats it whole without changing position.
I am lookng very closely at the men to my right. They are all friendly and talkative. One of them has a whole going through his jaw from one side of his neck to the other. It is about an inch in diameter, very clean and regular, completely healed smooth skin inside. Another has many convoluted veins or somesort of growth on his neck. It doesn't seem to be bothering him.
Graphic Quality. I as going back into a dream and see a dim foggy image. I say to the dream, "higher image quality" or something like that. I know it is a dream and might as well have good quality images. Pre-Lucid?
Malfunctiong Bike Riding. I am peddeling a bike that transforms as I peddle it. It does not have all the proper structural compoents, but works them out with the force of my peddling. [Weird, not wholebike is a recurring theme]
Notes: This series of dreams and scenes were very easy to remember. Even after adjusting my posistion in bed. It seems like I had 10-20 opportunities to go lucid when I saw my hands on the remote. I asked the pendulum if it is conscous or subsonscious that is blocking my recognizing this dream sign, but it answered "I don't know."
What is the dream telling me? You have a million opportunites to go lucid. I keep presenting them. Concentrate on you hands!
What am I going to do about it? Concentrate on my hands during the day, then do a reality check.
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