posted on May, 15 2010 @ 02:55 AM
I put this in skunk works because it's entirely subjective and unfalsifiable. Has nothing to do with conspiracies, but couldn't think where else to
I often have serial dreams. Dreams which incorporate past dreams. And in one series of dreams, I am a captain in the wehrmacht. I don't do any
persecuting, burning books, etc, I work in an office. In that dream I have a wife and children, know their names, etc, though I never remember them
when I'm in this waking reality, a house, all the usual attributes of a life. There are no anachronisms. Weird things don't happen there. I don't
fly or levitate and nobody comes to work in a rowboat or stuff like that. All very real worldly for 1930's Germany. Boring even. And don't call me a
nazi. In this year 2010 life I'm gay. In this present waking life, long ago, I learned to several times a day stop and concentrate on what's around
me to see if anything was unusual. And to look at something to see if I could focus on it. I was told that that that was a way to find out if you were
dreaming, and if you make a habit of doing it several times a day, that habit will often continue while you are dreaming. If you realized you were
dreaming, you could take control of it and have some fun. Anyway, I remember there vaguely remembering this life, like it was a dream. For just the
slightest moment I wondered if I was remembering a dream or dreaming at that moment. I looked at my desk. It was brown. I could almost see the pores
in the wood. I felt my trousers. I could feel them. The texture. I smelled the air. Smelled like an office. Decided that that world was indeed real
and went on about my business. Needless to say I woke up eventually. Didn't remember most of what I did there, but remembered that.
When I am here, I think that this is the real world. But I could be mistaken and this is a dream. When I'm there, there is no doubt in my mind that
that is the way my life is. That me doesn't even have a concept of what I'm talking about, that it might only be a dream. That is my life. Is there
anybody here who has similar dream lives?
I also have regular dreams where I fly and do dream things. I remember many more of them than of wehrmacht world.