Last night I recorded parts of at least three separate dreams. Within them, two themes seemed to be interwoven: characters & settings from Star Trek Voyager (which K and I have been watching off and on over the last few weeks), and that of my former employer here in Hawaii.
In the first dream, I was meeting with the project manager and controller of my former employer, R and D. They were explaining to me how their new electronic health records system would operate. They are both extremely phony people, and I knew it. …then I was somehow not there anymore…maybe I had somehow HACKED into (or out of) their meeting? This could be related to Borg or other Star Trek content, see below.
This dream is rather puzzling, except for the fact that it is a reflection of my attitude towards those particular individuals. I am sooo happy that I have escaped from what was an extremely unhealthy (yet intoxicating in some ways) work environment. I’m in a much better place now…
In a second dream, I was injected with Borg nanoprobes. I was also looking at a notebook for art–perhaps constructed by me as a Borg, or maybe a different Borg, but it was very difficult to read as the content was dark, and the pages were black. I could not copy anything down because K was angry that I did not pick her up on some errand. Obviously, there is more to this, but I cannot remember at this time.
[photo credit links: Assimilation, Nanoprobes]
In the third dream, K and I were alone in the bedroom when L (from my former workplace, a good, caring and motherly individual) walked in with a couple other people. I pretended to be working while they cleaned the bedroom. I tried to get rid of them, but it did not work. I thought I might as well call and chat with my grandmother, E and she was glad to hear from me, but also wanted me to call back on the morning of Easter Sunday, which annoyed me a little, because I’m always busy. When L finally left, she said that when she gets old, she’s going to be like me, and always want to be alone and not talk to anyone. Interesting, in that she is quite a bit older than me already. She seemed to be going off to a concert to sing…
Thematically, I can interpret these dreams as expressing some unresolved psychic conflicts with my old work…but I know I have improved a great deal in this respect since I was able to meet almost everyone again at a political meeting a couple weeks ago. That was an extremely good, cathartic experience. There’s also quite a bit of residue from watching Star Trek, but as far as a micro-level analysis of symbolism, I’m a little bit in the dark on these at this time.
I should also mention that in the middle of the night, it occurred to me to also write, “Every physical object has an astral echo”. Not that this is new information, but rather I seemed to be somehow *aware* of it to an extent that I have not before… strange.
