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Welcome back, my friends, to the "Battle" that never ends.
We're so glad you could attend. Come inside! Come inside!


This is
'BATTLE OF THE BANDS' ('BOTB') where you listen to different recordings of the same song and vote for the one you like best. Two "Battles" per month, on the 1st and 15th. Six days later (the 7th and 21st), I place my own vote, tally 'em all up and announce the winner.

Friend? Foe? Stranger? No matter, ALL are welcome. So pull up a chair, pour yourself 24 oz. of 'DOG BITE High Gravity Lager' (or the poison of your choice) and turn it up to Eleven!

[NOTE: Links to the first year of 'BOTB' (#1 - #24) can be found at the very bottom of this page.]

Thursday, April 30, 2015

SOMETHING FOR GEM JULIE, DOCTOR CHERDO AND GIRL WONDER

GEM JULIE ~

I just woke up 32 minutes ago (10:03 AM my time ) and I wanna tell yaz my dream, because it started with you. (Peoplez already think I'm crazy - some might even say I "drive the Crazy Train" [HA!] - so I probably ought not to be doing this publicly, but the show must go on, and so... here goez)...

As I told CHERDO (in a comment) and Robin the GIRL WONDER (in an Email) shortly before going to bed last night, that I wasn't feeling well. My stomach has been bothering me for several days. (It couldn't be the rotgut corn liquor, could it? Maybe it has eaten away my stomach lining. If so, at least I've lost a little weight, and no one sees the stomach lining anyway.)

I haven't been sick as a dog, but I've felt nauseous as a... [this is where your alliteration skills come in, Julie, 'cause I can't think of an 'N'-word to go with nauseous.]

So, I thanked Cherdo for the "medicated milkshake" (milkshakes having been an ongoing joke between us during 'A To Z') and I went to bed. Cherdo had gone with "Z Is For Frank Zappa". I told her I had been
CERTAIN that "Z" was going to be for Charles Mingus. Truth is: I had been listening to a classic Charles Mingus album late last night. (This illustrates that sometimes, even when I say what seems to be totally abstract, off-the-wall stuffs, there's a kernel of truth to be found therein, but I just don't usually bother to 'splain it. It's good for the mystique - keeps the folks down on the farm guessin'.)
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I toss and turn and finally fall asleep. The dreaming starts and you're in it, GEM JULIE. Don't worry - nuttin' weird, creepy or strange. I was very touched by your 'Yearning For Yesteryear' post which I read late, so I think I was just dreaming that I was on some old vacation from my youth and you were on vacation with us. Something like that. FUN! Think of all the swimming and all-we-can-eat buffets (a big attraction on my family vacations in Las Vegas and Reno).

So, I slept for awhile, but then I woke myself up by turning over in bed. First thing I noticed was that my stomach still seemed upset. I leaned over to look at my clock radio, and the bright, red digital display said 4:44 AM. But at that very second I'm looking at it, it changes to 4:45.

I roll over and fall back to sleep. But what feels like not-too-long-later, I'm awakened by the sounds of someone walking in my house, maybe opening some drawers. I look to the clock radio but there's no digital time display! I reach under my bed and drag up the .38 revolver that used to belong to my dear departed Grandpa when he was a cop-guy. (I don't ever expect to need this gun except for perhaps shooting it to start the potato sack races at the county fair, but I like having it as a souvenir of my Grandpa, whom I love and who was one of the greatest "characters" I've ever known.)

I get out of my bed and go to switch on the bedroom light but... NUTTIN'! The light doesn't come on, and I can clearly hear someone moving around in my house (which I live alone in, by the way). So, in the dark, I find the doorknob and turn it. I begin feeling my way down the hallway, pushing the light switches as I go, but no lights are coming on. This intruder has obviously somehow cut the electricity to my house. And I'm thinking: How am I going to shoot this guy in the dark if I can't even see him? I'm in the living room now, where I can hear him just some feet away, but again the light won't turn on.

Then I turn in bed and wake up. Oh, sheesh! I was dreaming that whole thing. I can see a red glow from the clock radio's digital time display, but I don't even bother looking at it, because I know the electricity is on, the gun is under my bed and all is right with the night. So I roll over and fall back to sleep.

After what feels like a long, deep sleep, I wake up again because there's this funky Jazz riff that keeps playing over and over and over in my mind. I mentioned that I'd been listening to a classic Charles Mingus album just before retiring for the night. Well, the first track on that album is a legendary instrumental titled 'BETTER GIT IT IN YOUR SOUL' which contains a certain memorable riff that gets played and replayed during the track




https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hpZTtaWqxsQ

With that addictive riff still playing in my mind like a broken record, I realize that I need to visit the "little boy's room". My first thought is: Wow! I slept a lo-ooo-ng time. I'll bet it's about 10:00 AM right now. I lean over to look at the clock radio and I smack my forehead against the wall. You see, the way I have my bed positioned, one side of it is flush against one wall, and sometimes I wake up on the wrong side of the bed.

So, I roll over and lean over the other way and the clock says... 4:33 AM.

Hokey-Smoke! All those many hours ago when I first looked at the clock and it changed from 4:44 to 4:45, I was dreaming THEN TOO!

I get up and visit the "little boy's room". And, yes, I'm REALLY awake this time!

Then I go back to bed. I toss and turn for about 45 minutes and fear I'll not fall back to sleep. But at some point I do fall asleep... and dream:

I'm at some school with God, my Sister, and a jovial, old Black man (Charles Mingus?) who is either the superintendent of the school district or the principal of this particular school. As I'm walking across the grassy playground, I stoop down and notice that there are Books all over the place, underneath the grass. I think to myself: If anyone wants a Book they can just pull back a section of the grass and grab one. So I grab two copies of the same Book.

Then I notice in the grass an old pair of black, high-top tennis shoes. And since I need some, I pick them up and start putting them on my feet. I figured these shoes had been there in the grass since the 1970s but I want them, so I start lacing them up. Meanwhile, my Sister keeps singing the Bee Gees song 'STAYIN' ALIVE' ["
Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk..."], which is starting to really irritate me. ("Walk" = black, high-top tennis shoes?)

Meanwhile, God and the old Black man are kind of joking around with each other, saying funny things, and sometimes yakking to me. And I'm struggling to get these shoes laced up properly. The left shoe was fine but the other didn't feel secure. That's when I noticed that the right shoe doesn't have shoe laces, but it's a long, sheer strand of nylon ribbon (like you'd use as the finishing touch on gift wrapping), and whoever had laced it up in the past had missed quite a number of the eyelets. Plus, the shoe was kind of ratty and the leather was ripped badly in a few places.

But I needed and wanted the shoes, so I just tied up the ribbon, telling myself that later, when I had some time, I would start from scratch and re-lace that right shoe properly with that ribbon.

At that point, God walked away across the grassy playground (exit, stage left) and just then, my Sister interrupted the jovial, old Black man with a question. The man, in a friendly, joking way replied to her, "Can't you see that I'm talking here to God and tennis shoe boy god?" (Interestingly, last night, I signed off on my Email to Robin the "Girl Wonder" as
"~ Boy Woeful". One shoe was woeful, and the man referred to me as "tennis shoe boy god". Not sure, but that might be some sort of clue.)

And that's the exact moment when I woke up (again), rolled over to look at the clock (without smacking my head on the wall this time) and it was 10:03 AM. And for the first time in several days, my stomach feels fine.

So, Gem Julie, now that 'A To Z' is over and you have more time, would you please interpret my dreams for me and then pass your interpretation on to my psychiatrist. 

He needs all the help he can get.

~ Stephen T. McCarthy

42 comments:

  1. Good grief, your dreams are more involved than my reality!

    I'm glad you feel better. Maybe you dream-angsted the guilty germs (or viruses) out of existence. You have that power and with it comes great responsibility.

    I'll be looking for the dream interpretation ... any insight into the mind of STMcC will only do good for all of humanity.

    Get thee some white noise - and some real rest!

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    1. DOCTOR CHERDO ~

      Ha!

      I seem to dream in "sets". I can go quite a number of nights without dreaming, but then when the dreaming begins again, it can go on for several consecutive nights and in tremendous, vivid detail (like the above, and even mo' so!)

      For many years I have felt that the "dreaming" is one of God's gifts to me: The ability to receive Divine information in dreams (as mentioned in The Bible, as you know) and often the ability to interpret dreams.

      Believe it or not, I'm pretty sure I understand a good amount of the dream(s) described above and it actually makes sense. But if I attempted to interpret them here, I would deprive Gem Julie of the joy of doing it herself.

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      WAIT! ...WHAT NAME DID YOU CALL ME?!

      You might as well tell me now, because I'll probably dream it tonight anyway.

      ~ D-FensDogG
      'Loyal American Underground'

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  3. Oh wow-that is some realistic dreaming going on since you dream about the clock and getting out of bed. Having God in your dream seems pretty normal. Now when you start dreaming about cats talking to you while swimming and water skiing then see me :) I think you needed the sleep big time

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    1. >>... when you start dreaming about cats talking to you while swimming and water skiing then see me :)

      Oh, heck, BIRGIT, I had that dream years ago! I remember it clearly to this day, because it was the dream I had the night before I had the dream where I "jumped the shark".

      ~ D-FensDogG

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  4. Al Bondigas here. Stephen, I forgot what a weird little man you were. Now, can you make that bust? Come on, gimme yur rulin'.

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    1. "I could do with another one of them drinks".

      You have NO IDEA how much that was buggin' me. I knew I knew it but... but... I just couldn't quite reach it.

      Then I'm lying in bed, lights out, earplugs in, ready for sleep to overtake me, and THAT'S when the answer came.

      So I got up, had to turn the computer back on and log-in just so I could make the bust.

      Now, back to bed... "off you go..."
      (Can you make THAT bust?)

      [Mo' replies to comments when the sun comes up.]

      ~ D-FensDogG

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    2. Al Bondigas here. Of course I can make that bust. It's Frazier. Now, remember when Frazier came back to Seattle after living in Boston for awhile? Remember the first time he and Niles had coffee together? What did Frazier say to Niles when Niles began wiping the chair with his handkerchief?

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    3. Pshaw! I don't remember, and if you do, it's only because you recently watched it, JUDGE AL.

      ~ D-FensDogG

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  5. The key to it all is Bonehead's song. Elementary, my dear McCarthy.

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    1. Sheboyganboy SixMay 1, 2015 at 10:52 AM

      And by that I mean: not the "walk," but "Stayin' Alive." You are walking on the road/path/field of a single Book. The Good Book, of course. God has already spoken to you. You are "staying alive" until He calls again.

      As for the intruder: someone or something which tries to distract you or interrupt you from your path/dream? Fear? Distraction? Temptation? Ultimately that challenge disappears and you are on the path again of the Holy Bible.

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    2. SBB-6 ~
      Very good! (And I got a hearty chuckle out of the "Bonehead". Good memory, and way to make use o' dat nickname!)

      I don't think there is a particular "key" to the dream because it's all one big message and each part plays its role.

      I understood the entire message almost upon awakening. A few of the details took maybe 20 or 30 minutes to slot themselves into my mind's understanding, but the Big Picture I knew immediately.

      I will revisit a couple of your perceptive remarks when I give my own interpretation of this dream.

      ~ D-FensDogG

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  6. That was a fascinating recounting of your dream. Now you're starting to sound like some of my dream posts except a long longer and more detailed. But I was really into it. A lot of my dreams lately involve bloggers, blogging, or something related to blogs.

    It's been like that for at least a year now.

    Arlee Bird
    A to Z Challenge Co-host
    Join us on May 4 with your post of Reflections about this year's A to Z.
    Tossing It Out

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    1. BOIDMAN ~
      Very pleased you've enjoyed this so far. I never intended to really explain this thing - it was meant more as light entertainment (although real and serious enough to me) - but the interest in it has convinced me to go further with it in this comment section.

      I think you will find my interpretation kind of interesting as well.

      ~ D-FensDogG

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  7. First off, I'm sorry I didn't get here sooner. I'm honored that you thought of me, and my story definitely had something to do with some aspects of your dreams. Stayin' Alive from Saturday Night Fever came out in 1977. Both of the family trips I mentioned took place in the 70's, so we were in the same time frame. I've also had dreams where I think there's an intruder in the house. They are almost as scary as my dreams where I'm about to take a college final in a class that I've never been to before. In both dreams I was unprepared. Are you unprepared for an important event in your life, Stephen? Don't you have some interviews coming up? Maybe you're just a bit anxious which is perfectly understandable. You also weren't feeling well before you went to bed. You were noxious from nausea ( sorry it's 3:30 am), and your mind was wandering in all different directions. Maybe G-d just spoke to you as reassurance that everything would be okay. It's interesting that some of your conversation with Cherdo appeared in the dream too. At this point, I think we need to turn this over to Robin the numerologist. I'm more of a general diagnostician than an interpreter of dreams. Thanks for thinking of me, and I hope you're feeling better. Please don't keep a loaded gun near your bed, Stephen, Stay safe, and I'll check back with you tomorrow. Just be your charming self, and everything will turn out fine.

    Julie

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    1. GEM JULIE ~
      Ha! Just so you know, I wasn't REALLY expecting you to interpret this wild dream. I was just having some fun.

      You are right, there are those "interviews" I'm concerned about, but they weren't really a part of the overall message of this dream.

      Not to worry about the loaded gun under the bed. They don't go off by themselves. And although I seriously doubt I would ever need it, if I did, I would much rather it was where I could reach it than, say, locked in a safe in the shed. Might as well not have one in that case, because the bad guy's got the drop on me.

      If yer gonna have a "gat", have it where you can gat at it in a hurry.

      ~ D-FensDogG

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  8. Part 1

    I read this yesterday, but I wanted some time to think about it before I said anything. Also... wasn't sure if you wanted an interpretation other than Julie's. In the waiting, I see that she turned the job over to me. How fortuitous. (You know I don't believe in coincidence....)

    Okay, all of that dreaming someone is in your house. I've done that plenty of times. I don't think that actually means anything... other than we all share a fear of having someone break into our home while we're sleeping and defenseless. Although I do admit that your brain is interesting given that you looked at the clock and dreamt that too. hahahaha.

    Let's move on to the most interesting part of this dream. You, your sister, God, and a jovial black man who might or might not be Charles Mingus are in the school yard. I associate school with lessons. As in life lessons. I'd say there's something you're about to learn.

    Notice that God and the black man are talking to one another and occasionally to you, but you are focused on other things (books and shoes). I find it interesting that you have God in your dream and you're not actively talking to him. Heck, you have Charles Mingus in your dream and you're not actively talking to him, either.

    Meanwhile, your sister is singing Staying Alive. Oh boy. I know you're focused on the "way I walk" = shoes, but the other part of that chorus is "no time to talk." You know, because I'm looking at these amazing books under the grass and these shoes I've wanted forever. So, I think this song might have more to do with what you're doing in relation to the other people in the dream. Or it could be the way I walk referring to the shoes;)

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  9. Let's talk real quickly about the books. There are books under the grass, which is pretty great considering you love to read. The fact that you take two and they are the SAME book is odd. Do you remember what book it was? That might give some insight. Could it be suggesting that you are reading the same thing over and over again. Or that you need to read something you've already read again. I don't know. It feels important, though.

    The shoes. Shoes are made for walking. Walking is for moving. Someone just made a pretty big move. Lots of expectations around this move. The shoes seem to carry a lot of expectation as well. At first glance the shoes are so great that Sister, God, and Mingus are getting even less of your attention because it's All About The Shoes. You are determined to wear them shoes.

    However, once you get them on, they don't fit as well as you'd hoped. Expected. One foot feels great (so on the one foot, it's pretty awesome), but the other foot is beaten up and won't lace properly (and on the other foot, things kinda suck). Could the shoes represent Reno?

    How does it all fit together? If the shoes represent Reno (and your move) then I'd say you feel a bit let down and that it's turned out to be a mixed bag. (Seems like so many things in life are that way.) Could that be the lesson? There is no perfect place??? Is the Book to help guide you through the learning of this (or another) lesson? Should you be doing more talking to God to help you get through this lesson? Maybe listen a bit more closely and not focus so much on the shoes (where you are)? And your sister singing the song... it's always annoying when someone else yaks about what we already know, particularly when we aren't doing it.

    And them are my two cents. Won't even buy you bubble gum out of the machine.

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  10. Robin's interpretation of the dream is incredible.

    Robin, I want you to be my official dream interpreter. You are good.

    Arlee Bird
    A to Z Challenge Co-host
    A Faraway View

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    1. Aw sheesh, Arlee. I love dreams and dream interpretation, particularly when someone dreams vividly. I'm often a vivid dreamer and find that those dreams tend to be significant. The most significant I tend to remember forever.

      In conclusion, thank you for the lovely compliment. I'll interpret your dreams anytime:)

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    2. GIRL WONDER ~
      I was very impressed by both the thought you put into the interpretation and the time you took to type it all.

      The problem is that there is SO MUCH personal symbolism in this dream that it would be impossible (sans God's assistance) for anyone but me to really interpret it.

      I knew about 90% of the message within minutes of waking up, and then some of the other little details fell into place after a bit more contemplation.

      You HAVE, however, hit on a couple of good, solid points, which I will mention when I begin 'splaining what most of this dream really means.

      ~ D-FensDogG

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    3. Well,I do try my best. A few solid points... I'll take that:)

      I look forward to hearing what this dream ACTUALLY means. Mostly, I hope that it helps you in some way. I think that's what divine dreams are meant to do. (Yeah, now I'm being serious.)

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  11. NOTE: TO ALL MY DEAR BLOG (Mc)BUDDIES ~

    I want y'all to know that I appreciate all the comments and the deep thinking (aka interpreting) that is going on here.

    The dreams were real and all occurred on the same night. They were definitely VERY significant Spiritual messages and NOT what I call "Night Doodles", where the mind is just randomly processing recent events (or what some people think of as "late-night Pizza dreams").

    However, I mostly just wrote about them here to have some fun and to record them quickly before some of the minor details had a chance to slip my mind.

    I had not really expected Gem Julie (or anyone else) to make genuine attempts at interpreting these dreams. But it makes me feel good to see people care enough to really contemplate and attempt to decipher the symbolic meanings of the details I recounted. And seeing these very thoughtful comments, I am going to, later (as soon as time allows,) return here and explain most of this dream stuffs.

    I hadn't originally intended to 'splain any of it as, like I said, I was viewing this blog bit more as "entertainment", but I can't let such great comments pass without seriously addressing them. And to be sure, the dreams have great meaning and, as I also stated in an earlier comment, God has often spoken to me in dreams and given me the ability to accurately interpret (most) of them.

    Unfortunately, this blog bit has coincided with 'BATTLE OF THE BANDS'. But as soon as I get done with my 'BOTB' voting, I will return here and reply to all comments and give you my take on the meaning of these dreams.

    Hopefully I can return to this tonight (or early tomorrow). But I just wanted you all to know I appreciate the thoughtful comments and they will NOT be permanently ignored.

    THANKS, ALL Y'ALL!

    ~ D-FensDogG

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  12. You probably won't appreciate this comment but, I gots to say; doubter, doubter, ya big ole pouter. I asked and you received. And capitalize whatever you want, cause HE definitely knows my name.

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    1. Ha!-Ha! You'll see... you'll see. You just WANTED it to mean what you wanted it to mean but... I has "inside" information which gives me the lowdown, the scoop, the edge, the inside track on the insider trading.

      ~ D-FensDogG

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    2. Ah, ha, BUT even with the inside information, you might be making it mean what you want it to mean. Ya can't always trust that 'insider trading'.

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  13. Just a quick FYI: I did get your E. I don't have time to reply today, but I will (and much quicker than you McMoseyAlongSlowBoy :-)

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    1. "Waell-lllll... I've been sick."

      ~ D-FensDogG

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    2. Sheesh. This sounds very like rationalization....;)

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  14. Thanks for taking over Robin! I knew you would do an excellent job at delving into Stephen's psyche! Even Dr. Phil would have walked off in a huff. Feel better Stephen. I hope to get to both of your BOTB posts soon!

    Julie

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  15. PART ONE:

    Alright, I need to get on this because I want to go downtown to place my Kentucky Derby bets as soon as possible.

    First, I want to say that the dreams were interrelated and were a single Divine message very specifically addressing a couple of things that are rather personal. Something I prefer not to reveal publicly. But I can interpret the dream(s) in a general way, too, and that's what I'll do.

    Gem Julie's blog bit title,'Yearning For Yesteryear', is the foundation stone that the dream began to build upon. She was talking about an earlier time when things were good - vacations in the 1970s. (You'll note that time period gets mentioned again, when I find the shoes and feel they've been there since the 1970s.) For me, family vacations in the 1970s represent a good time when things were as they should be - a satisfactory situation - so in the dream, it symbolizes yearning for a satisfactory Spiritual situation or condition that isn't currently present.

    I dream that I look at my clock radio and it reads 4:44, but suddenly it changes to 4:45. Do a little researching and you'll find that for some years now, a phenomenon has been occurring where Spiritually-minded people keep encountering 3-digit numbers that are the same. This became so noticeable to me that I started questioning it and found it was happening to many others, also.

    3-digit numbers represent Spirit, Mind, and Body. When all three aspects are aligned, you have a well-formed 3-digit identification code. It's no coincidence that the "number of the beast" (or anti-Christ) mentioned in Revelation is 666. The number of a perfect man on the Earth (a la Jesus Christ) would be 777. (When we move to the new beginning or the new [musical] scale beyond "this world", to the New World, the number would become 888.)

    So, seeing the last digit change from 4 to 5 symbolized something Spiritually wrong, or misaligned, in my physical condition. (It's ALL about the Spirit, even when it's mental or physical.) The number suddenly went out of balance right before my eyes.

    >>... This intruder has obviously somehow cut the electricity to my house. And I'm thinking: How am I going to shoot this guy in the dark if I can't even see him?

    What Robin the GIRL WONDER said is true: Many people fear intruders in their homes at night when they're vulnerable, and thus many have had similar nightmares. But that's not what this represented in my dream. Remember, the dream is a single message and all the components are related, not disjointed and random.

    SHEBOYGANBOY SIX guessed that the "intruder" could be "someone or something which tries to distract you or interrupt you from your path/dream? Fear? Distraction? Temptation?"

    Yes, temptation - a very specific kind of temptation that comes from a very specific being...

    The intruder is "the adversary", "the beast", "the accuser", or Beelzebub. Simultaneously, it is that physical part of me that has gone wrong, gotten off the Spiritual track due to temptation. The light is... The LIGHT! God's Light that lights our lives. I have not been vigilant in protecting the access to the Power (Electricity) that turns on the Light, thus I am "in the dark" with my adversary nearby. I have the means (the gun) to slay or do away with the adversary but without THE LIGHT it does me no good. I need the Light just as much as I need the Spiritual weapons to survive.

    ~ D-FensDogG

    Continued Below...

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    1. PART TWO:

      I am awakened by the catchy Jazz riff from the Charles Mingus instrumental 'BETTER GIT IT IN YOUR SOUL' which keeps playing over and over in my mind. Note the title of the track! That's a direct message that these dreams are of great significance and I'd better "git" with it, learn this lesson well, down deep, soul-level. Pay attention, boy!

      I fall back to sleep and dream I'm at a school with God, an old Black man, and my Sister. GIRL WONDER says, "I associate school with lessons. As in life lessons."

      BINGO! That's EXACTLY what the school represents - a life lesson, and I'd Better Git It In My Soul. I have often said that planet Earth is just a big, round School, so this symbol fits perfectly - it's on the nose!

      So, God is Abba, The Father. Who is the old, Black man? I said he was "the superintendent of the school district or the principal of this particular school." Jesus Christ is THE Master of the "school", or "this world" (and if you don't think He has a sense-of-humor, again I recommend the book 'BEAUTIFUL OUTLAW').

      I notice Books underneath the grass on the school's playground and I grab two copies of the same Book. GIRL WONDER said, "The fact that you take two and they are the SAME book is odd. Do you remember what book it was? That might give some insight."

      SHEBOYGANBOY SIX said, "You are walking on the road/path/field of a single Book. The Good Book, of course."

      Of course! That's EXACTLY what it was. I didn't reveal this in my blog bit, but The Book I took two copies of was The Holy Bible. (Notice that twice I did capitalize the word "book".) One copy of The Bible was full-sized and the other was a compact-sized copy of it.

      Why two copies? There is a very important principle found in BOTH the Old and New Testaments of The Bible and it pertains to "two witnesses". All matters of great importance must be established by two or more witnesses. (See the book of Revelation regarding the two witnesses who will precede Christ's "Second Coming" to warn the world. They will be murdered for their testimony of Christ, the world will celebrate their deaths, and then God will bodily resurrect them from the streets. By the way, I'm pretty sure I know who these "two witnesses" will be, and they have been here before as well, serving in a similar capacity.)

      Anytime you're worried about something or need the Word of God, pray and ask, then watch. When He answers you, He will use Two Witnesses (or more) to confirm that it is indeed He who answers. Keep your eyes, ears, and heart open because confirmation comes by Two Witnesses, whether they be people, events, or dreams and visions.

      Two copies of The Bible in my hands were the Two Witnesses confirming that the dreams were Divine messages and not just "night doodles" or my mind working overtime in my sleep.

      ~ D-FensDogG

      To Be Continued Later...

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    2. PART THREE:

      A NOTE: Yesterday, before leaving for 'Circus-Circus' downtown to see "the big fight" I spent an hour typing up Part Three of this interpretation. But failing to follow my own advice of "Highlighting And Copying" anything before clicking another button, I lost it all.

      Now I have to start this next section all over again from scratch this morning. (Don'tcha hate it when that happens?!)

      A word (or more) about the fight...

      All the racists came out of the woodwork for it. Everywhere, Asians rooting for Manny and Blacks rooting for Floyd Mayweather. And - wow! - probably just the most ignorant of the ignorant all around me, shoulder-to-shoulder, shouting stupid things and trying to impress all the strangers around them.

      If Mayweather was exactly what he is, but his skin was white instead of black, few of those Black folk would have been at 'Circus-Circus' last night. It was all about supporting someone with a similar skin color. (The same is true of most of the Asians, although in general I see more Asians at that casino than Blacks.)

      My favorite moment of the fight:

      Nearby was some ridiculous, "pathetic" (the only multisyllabic word I think he knew) young Black guy who kept shouting, "No connection! No connection!" every time Manny threw a flurry of punches in the earliest rounds. This went on through about 3 rounds - "No connection! No connection!"

      Then between rounds, the TV showed a Manny punch in slow-motion which popped Mayweather right on the nose. I shouted, "No connection!"

      The young, racist ignoramus continued to be loud and obnoxious for the rest of the night, but we didn't have to hear "No connection!" anymore after that.

      That was probably the last boxing match I'll ever watch.

      OK, I'll get this interpretation finished today.

      ~ D-FensDogG

      To Be Continued Later...

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    3. PART FOUR:

      One last thought on the "Two Witnesses" concept: When you consider it, it becomes evident that The Holy Bible itself is Two Witnesses for God and His Word. You have the Old Testament and the New Testament, which form Two Witnesses.

      Aside from that, deep study and research reveals astounding linkages that unify the two Testaments into one Divine Message. The deeper you go into The Bible the more respect you gain for what it reveals. And then you begin discovering some of the esoteric mysteries, like the use of 7's (and other numbers) and pseudonyms, etc. by many different writers over many different years. It becomes evident that the Old and New Testaments are, themselves, miraculous.

      In the dream, after selecting two copies of The Bible for myself, I think: "If anyone wants a Book they can just pull back a section of the grass and grab one." In other words, access to God, His Love, and His Word is equally available to all. An ever-present present.

      It's significant that the Books are found in the grass because the grass represents two things: Earth and Life. Grass grows in and is one with the Earth. Also, grass is green, and green is the color of "life". God and His Word, His Promises and His Love flow through the Earth and are one with it, and we are one with Him.

      Earth and Green are also highly symbolic for me. "Earth" can be mountains, boulders, rocks, stones, pebbles or dirt. In the Old Testament, God's People often used rocks and stones as memorial pillars to mark places where significant events had occurred. Stones were also used to build altars from where they could worship God.

      Above, in this comment section, my Brother wrote: "Stephen, I forgot what a weird little man you were." (Yeah, laugh it up, funny boy!)

      But he has a point...

      Even before I understood why I was doing it (I believe it's a carryover from ancient times), I would collect stones and things from places important to me. Sometimes I would carry pretty good-sized rocks home with me. I also had/have a tendency to mark personally significant places. My friend Sheboyganboy Six has found a window at Disneyland in which I scratched the initials of my friend Kelly, who committed suicide in 1986. (There used to be 4 more places in Disneyland that I had "marked". One of them was a stone in the stone pathway near the Wishing Well at Sleeping Beauty's Castle. I painted it green for Kelly (Kelly Green, get it?)

      In front of the house I'm now living in, I have a white stone weighing between 2 and 3 pounds and on that stone is a green dot, which I painted in about 1998. The stone was on the grounds where I worked for 15 years and when the place closed, I dug it out of the earth and took it with me.

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    4. PART FIVE:

      Interestingly, the day before I had this dream, I was downtown and in three inconspicuous places I painted green dots. These were to signify that on THAT day I was going to make a conscious effort to really address the physical aspects of my life that I feel are holding me back Spiritually. And the next thing I know, I'm having this dream where I'm on the green (living) grass (earth) with God and Yeshua!

      And that's where I find the high-top tennis shoes. These were very popular in the 1970s (representing an idyllic time for me, and which was referenced at the very beginning of this dream). I wanted high-top tennis shoes like that badly back then but my parents couldn't afford them. Now, here they are, and "I figured these shoes had been there in the grass since the 1970s".

      Shoes are universal dream symbols, like automobiles and water, etc. They are addressing the "way we walk" or live our lives. The way we walk illustrates what we are living for, whether good, bad, or indifferent (hot, cold, or lukewarm). You can usually see in the way a person lives (walks) the condition of their Spiritual life.

      "Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk..." what I'm STAYIN' ALIVE for! (I believe my Sister, singing this in the dream, represents help and support for me from family and friends.)

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    5. PART 6 OF 6:

      The two shoes represent two aspects of my life: the Spiritual and the physical. The shoe on the left (closest to God) is perfect. That's my Spiritual or Soul existence, which was, is, and always will be perfect: that "me" which was created in, of, and by God. Because it's in, of, and by God, it's unassailable and incorruptible. (A wink here to SBB-6, because this a point where our Spiritual worldviews coincide.) That part of "me" is in "Heaven" even as I type these words. It began in Heaven, has never left Heaven, and never will leave Heaven because it's God's Will that it be there in Heaven with Him forever.

      The shoe on the right though has some real problems. This is the physical aspect of my soul life, and right now it's badly torn in a couple places and some of the eyelets don't have a lace running through them, pulling them all together properly. This shoe also happens to be the one nearest Christ Yeshua (the old Black man) because this one needs His Help, His Wisdom and Atonement. The rips need to be mended and the eyelets need to be properly laced before the shoe will wear well.

      Here's the best part about the right shoe: "I noticed that the right shoe doesn't have shoe laces, but it's a long, sheer strand of nylon ribbon (like you'd use as the finishing touch on gift wrapping)."

      Ha! That was so cool! Although the gift wrapping ribbon isn't currently flowing through all the eyelets (due to my neglect and giving in to temptation), it IS ribbon and not a shoelace. In other words, it's "a gift" from God - the ribbon is a promise that God will ultimately help me to heal this shoe, the ever-present present!

      "So I just tied up the ribbon, telling myself that later, when I had some time, I would start from scratch and re-lace that right shoe properly with that ribbon."

      In other words, the healing may take a little time, but God's Love and Assistance is a "gift" and He provides a "ribbon" to replace the missing shoelace.

      The man, in a friendly, joking way replied to her, "Can't you see that I'm talking here to God and tennis shoe boy god?" Jesus, in His wonderful, humorous Way, is acknowledging that He and God are working with me, the "Tennis Shoe Boy", to help me reform and heal that part of my life that has gotten "off the track". I am attempting again, to redirect the physical aspect of my life toward a Spiritual goal. The "Tennis Shoe Boy" wants to be more like a (lowercase) god. [Psalm 82: "I have said, Ye are gods; and all of you are children of the most High..."]

      In the end, the dream was validating that the decision I had made the day before, which I memorialized by painting three green dots in three places in downtown Reno, had been duly noted by God and Yeshua and they were promising to help me succeed.

      Again, I thank y'all for your interest in this. I had NO IDEA that I would ever wind up 'splainin' all this publicly. It was only because some of you showed a genuine interest and even made thoughtful attempts to decipher the symbolism that I decided it would actually be disrespectful if I didn't tell what I really knew about the dream's interpretation.

      This has been the best "Comment Section Action" since I closed down my 'Ferret-Faced Fascist Friends' blog.

      ~ D-FensDogG

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  16. Al Bondigas here. Hahaha. That "no connection" response was classic. That's the way it is in boxing; there always has been and always will be a racial and ethnic divide. Whites, blacks, hispanics, Italian, Irish, polish. Take your pick. It's worse in boxing than any other sport. Probably because it's an individual sport as opposed to a team sport. That's it. That's my rulin'.

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    1. That's a good rulin', JUDGE AL.

      I knew you were gonna like my response to that guy. (Most annoying person I've come across in 6 or 7 weeks of Reno life.)

      ~ D-FensDogG

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  17. Just a note to let you know I read the entire thread of comments. A truly outstanding interpretation. That's all I've got to say other than thank you for that.

    Arlee Bird
    A to Z Challenge Co-host
    Tossing It Out

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    1. Thanks, LEE.

      I understood the vast majority of the symbolism very quickly because this is the language God has used to speak with me before.

      The dream as Divine message and the gift of interpretation is a very solid Biblical concept, as of course you know, and I feel that - along with meditation - it's my strong suit, thanks be to God.

      ~ D-FensDogG

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  18. Thank you for this interpretation (though I would have gotten more of this right if you'd been more forthcoming with the details!).

    I find the 444->445 interesting, as you assuredly would've expected me to, given my interest in numerology. If I recall correctly, your Life Path number is a 4. So, that is just another bit of validation about you being out of sync with your Life Path by the last number changing to 5. The negative (generalized) aspects of the 5 include thoughtlessness and irresponsibility. Moving further into destructive (generalized) includes debauchery and perversion. You can look up the rest on the second page of your numerology chart (and see if elements of the 5 apply to you).

    I suspected that the Books you found were the Holy Bible. I didn't think of one being Old and New Testaments and the other being the smaller NT only. But still... close enough.

    I agree about the coolness of the ribbon now that you've explained what those shoes were.

    Thank you for explaining this so thoroughly!

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    1. GIRL WONDER ~
      Excellent point about my Life Path Number being a 4. That explains why the number began as 444.

      I mean, let's face it, I was dreaming, so I could have dreamed that I awoke and looked at the clock and ANY 3-digit sequence changing before my eyes would have led me to the same interpretation.

      But the number 444 rather than 222, 333, 555 was selected for me to see for a purpose. (I'm just glad it wasn't 666.)

      However, the Books were both complete copies of The Bible (Old and New Testaments in both). The second one was compact-sized but it still contained The Bible in its entirety.

      Thanks for coming back and commenting on the interpretation. (I thought you did a great job, given that you couldn't possibly have known all the relevant inside details that made interpreting the dream so much easier for me.)

      ~ D-FensDogG

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