Re: conlang dreams

On Tuesday 19 November 2002 05:07 pm, you wrote:
> Andreas Johansson wrote:
> > It turned out I had dreamt about watching the news ...
>
> A friend of mine once dreamt that she was watching the History Channel,
> and they had a special on the Third Reich, but it was apparently in some
> sort of alternate history where Germany won WW2 and there was a cold war
> between Germany and the US, because it was talking about the fall of the
> Third Reich in the 1960's, and for some reason, there was footage of the
> autobahns being bombed.  :-)
Alternate history dreams are nothing new - I once had a dream (drumrolls and
the blare of trumpets, while a mad cow frantically baahs ... <&^} )> where
the French had overdone the Moruroa Atoll thingee and the Pacific had been
poisoned.  I was in Tauranga, Bay of Plenty, where the _real_ Red Square is -
the Russian one is a fake and copy, of course ;) - and the _real_ Red Square
had been replaced by a dead black pool with red and white mosaic rays.

Mind you, other things were a little bit different - I tried to return a
library book late at night, went upstairs where there was some lights on, saw
a cat acting strangely, came downstairs with my best friend's wife, got
arrested by Security, and watched as an overloaded forklift being driven too
fast by a drunk, crashed and spilt the load - three or more bundles of
ten-by-four hardwood timber planks - into the glass doors of the library,
right where I was standing with my best friend's wife and the Security
Guards.  One of the guards made an absurd comment as the bundles split open,
breaking the steel bands that kept them together - "That timber must've been
sown together by an idiot!"

Naturally I didn't survive the dream!

Now of course, the Tauranga Public Library has glass doors, which it didn't
when I dreamed it, but it's still where it was then, it hasn't shifted to the
centre of the other street where I dreamed it had.  My value as a prophet is
sadly lacking ....  boohoohoo, hairless boo!

Wesley Parish

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