Japanese Tranquility

Sunday July 29
1L07 pm

Japanese Tranquility

I am casting a rod with majestic tranquility. For some reason the set up seems all Japanese.  Each moment is slow motion and fluid. I think to myself others should be doing this wonderful thing. I am then with a professor who has duplicated a very special Japanese liquor for his students. I see the bottle is amazing detail, it may have an elaborate label. He hands it to me and I realize it is very small, fits in the palm of your hand. I surmise that the ingredients are very expensive and imagine making a bigger batch myself.

Notes: I have a sinus infection and got to sleep very late/early in the morning.

What does the dream want? For me to meditate?.

 

The Kiss, The Cunning Race & The Quickie

Wednesday July 25, 2018
9:15

The Kiss

I am in an open naturally lit room with a beautiful woman, possibly my future wife. She is being romantically coy and playful. I pursue her about the room. We are moving in slow motion. I catch her, we embrace, our lips meet in a kiss that is the fulfillment and expression of pure love and emotion.

The Cunning Race

I am in an inside arena or it is very dark It feels like ancient Rome. I am in a prolonged foot race with an older powerful man, possibly Trump. Tobias is running in a second race, against the same opponent.  The races are long and complex. Trump appears to win both races, but he was not paying careful attention. We go to a device that has recorded all the activity. It is a relief because I was concerned that the details would be lost to my faulty memory. I had doubled back several times and Tobias had consistently chugged away even though it appeared he was losing badly. Tue reconciliation device showed that I had won my race and that Tobias has won many of his laps, they were each counted separately. I had been carrying a small bundle that Trump coveted. It was to go to the victor of the race. He demanded it. I obliged and scratched his chest with a bundle of sharp twigs that I had been carrying in my hand the whole time. I said you can have it and scratched Trump across the chest, it was poisonous.

The Quickie

I am gong through a series of similar scenes in a hotel or large multi roomed building. There are different friends in each. I keep making derogatory statement about the military and how bad they are. Each time a military officer is just out of ear shot. I am trying desperately to catch up with my lover.  Time is running out. We finally meet with only moments left. We have an immediate single movement full penetration embrace. Sexual completion is immediate.

Notes: I have been working on renovating the basement and have reached a satisfactory point after a lot of effort and procrastination. I was awoke from the drams happy and energetic.

What does the dream want?  The Kiss: There is always hope for romantic fulfillment. The Cunning Race: Persistence is the key. The Quickie: Stick to your goals.