Dreams.

Post by **_gramps** » Sun Dec 09, 2007 9:28 am

Well, o.k., I will share one:

Last year I was walking, hiking from Venice to Munich. It was hot in Italy and I was carrying a lot of weight, so maybe that influenced my dreaming.

In my dream, I was in someone's home, which was situated in a cul-de-sac. There were maybe eight or so homes in the cul-de-sac. The doorbell rang and I and others went to the door. When I opened it, there stood Gordon B., himself, out of breath. He had been running from door to door warning people of the end of days.

He had red hot pants on and was wearing one-piecers. He had no shirt on so I could see the tops of his garments. The nylon ones, not the cotton ones. He had an Alfred E. Neumann type quality to him and I woke up laughing my ass off.

I've been out over 20 years.

Post by **_Blixa** » Sun Dec 09, 2007 2:28 pm

Jersey Girl wrote:
charity wrote:After all, even Freud himself said, "A cigar is just a cigar."

No, he didn't.

No kidding. Plus its pretty funny to read a believing Mormon pooh-poohing symbolic dreams (see Book of Mormon, Smith family traditions and assorted pioneer journals and diaries).

Post by **_Dr. Shades** » Sun Dec 09, 2007 11:09 pm

I may as well share mine:

Yesterday morning I dreamt that I was, for whatever reason, hanging out in sunday school. In walks Gordon B. Hinckley, holding a paper, and he started reading from it, giving a grand announcement. I thought to myself, "Holy cow! Charity and Nehor were right, there really was something big coming down the pike!" Anyhow, he announced that the Sunday block of meetings was being cut down to only two hours. Myself and a female apostate across the room smiled at each other thinking, "hot damn!" There were similar expressions of approval from some of the TBMs in the room. Hinckley sternly said, "I'm sure this announcement will only be welcomed by the slackers." Ouch!

Post by **_Imwashingmypirate** » Sun Dec 09, 2007 11:14 pm

Dr. Shades wrote:I may as well share mine:

Yesterday morning I dreamt that I was, for whatever reason, hanging out in sunday school. In walks Gordon B. Hinckley, holding a paper, and he started reading from it, giving a grand announcement. I thought to myself, "Holy cow! Charity and Nehor were right, there really was something big coming down the pike!" Anyhow, he announced that the Sunday block of meetings was being cut down to only two hours. Myself and a female apostate across the room smiled at each other thinking, "hot damn!" There were similar expressions of approval from some of the TBMs in the room. Hinckley sternly said, "I'm sure this announcement will only be welcomed by the slackers." Ouch!

That would be great. They should take away Relief Society. I don't mind the Sunday School class cause it's all people my age. But when yer stuck wi oldies it's not much fun. Like back home I am the only YSA and so being at church isn't fun at all. There aren't even many youth. Or members even.

Better a slacker than a brainwashed fud.

Post by **_Imwashingmypirate** » Sun Dec 09, 2007 11:17 pm

I wish I could dream of the prophets. that would be cool. Maybe someday God would allow me to be as righteous as you guys to allow me even a little dream of them. HAR. I don't think I bother with the prophets enough to dream about them. I don't believe they are actual prophets. We actually had a lesson about this in Relief Society today.

Post by **_Gazelam** » Mon Dec 10, 2007 3:06 am

I don't believe they are actual prophets.

Say wha?

Post by **_Jersey Girl** » Mon Dec 10, 2007 3:12 am

Blixa wrote:
Jersey Girl wrote:
charity wrote:After all, even Freud himself said, "A cigar is just a cigar."

No, he didn't.

No kidding. Plus its pretty funny to read a believing Mormon pooh-poohing symbolic dreams (see Book of Mormon, Smith family traditions and assorted pioneer journals and diaries).

I'm sorry. When a psyche major posts Freudian urban legend as if it were truth, it's just not okay with me.

:-)

Post by **_Bond...James Bond** » Mon Dec 10, 2007 5:18 am

On my sleeping meds I sleep many many hours and have many many dreams. A few excerpts from last night (11 hours sleep):

1) I dreamed I was a striker for the US Soccer Team against Costa Rica, and I scored 4 goals (despite not having played soccer since 8th grade PE)

2) I dreamed about being in Prison (specifically being in Emerald City from Oz)

3) A very surreal dream about being the (Hedy...no that's) Hedley Lamarr character from Blazing Saddles

4) I dreamed I was a dog....um....that was kinda cool

Post by **_Imwashingmypirate** » Mon Dec 10, 2007 6:47 am

Gazelam wrote:
I don't believe they are actual prophets.

Say wha?

HUH?