In Dreams Ch. 02

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"It would appear that someone... or something, has been interfering with our dreams Taylor. The sandman, do you think?"

"I have no idea Ottilie, but if there's an afterlife, it might actually be my Uncle Percy. He was a funny old stick. He believed in the Indian spirit world and all the guff."

"Well your uncle Percy did appear in my dreams. The man I saw was definitely that old man in those pic-tures you have on the mantle. How would my mind be able to conjure his face up if I'd never seen him?"

"Ottilie how would I recognise Tara having never seen her before. Except of course that she's the image of her mother." For some reason that prompted a kiss from Ottilie. "I also recognised Kate and knew her name."

"Lets not go there, lover. Lets just...well carry on from where, whoever or whatever has manipulated us to, and live a good life. Together maybe?"

"I can't see our daughter standing for a maybe, Ottie."

"Well, we've got until bedtime tonight to work that one out, Taylor."

"Why only until bedtime?"

"Taylor, I've missed you and I don't intend to be sleeping alone tonight!"

"But what about... well, we're not married and there're youngsters in the house."

"Dad, it's about sixteen years too late to worry about those kinds of niceties, thank you very much!" Our daughter commented. I'd almost forgotten that Tara was with us.

"Anyway, by the power invested in me, I now pronounce you man and wife!" She announced formally, "There, happy now; kiss the bride please, father?"

"What power would that be, Tara?" I asked, although I took Ottilie in my arms to kiss her anyway.

"The power that you and mum invested in me when you decided to make me in the first place, father!"

"Sounds logical enough to me, Taylor." Ottilie said breaking our kiss.

"I think I can accept that." I replied, "Never try to argue with the logic of women, Taylor me-lad; that's what my Uncle Percy used to say, all the time!"

"Our Uncle Percy!" Ottilie replied.

End of Chapter 02

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Wildwood55Wildwood55almost 2 years ago

Was enjoying your delightful tale as a straight forward story, but am enjoying it even more with the twist.

I've been studying, and frequently participating in my dreams since the '70's when I discovered Carlos Castenada, while at university. His books on the Yaqui culture, (Northern-Central Mexico indigenous peoples), particularly their spirtual & shamanist practices were deeply seated in the importance of dreams, especially sleep conscious connection with one's dream state.

In other words, the awareness you are dreaming, while you are dreaming. Don Juan, the old shaman Castenada apprentices with, taught him the first step to conscious dreaming was to look for one's hands during dreaming.

I mastered the technique in about a year, and it's been a wild ride for nearly 50 years. I could write a book just about my dream experiences, connected to my life, connecting to my dreams.

What struck me so much about your tale is I've had a recurring dream for, oh 20-30 years. It's not a repetitive dream, but a repeat scenario/theme/alt world. I have a wife, three children, and have experienced a slowed down time, periodic life wih them.

The dreams occur a few times a year, though I haven't had one sense my covid to cancer incident began in Jan '19. (hmm, haven't thought of this before. Perhaps I didn't beat the cancer in that 'world', like I have, in this one. Boy, that's gonna take some pondering.)

When I say slowed time, what I mean is in the nearly 30 years, my time frame, my children are only in their early to mid teens. I have vivid images of my wife & children, and they are not anyone I know, or any amalgamation or substitute for persons I know in this life.

It is a very curious experience. One I had spent much time considering. Given other dream related, and non-dream related experiences I've had connected with the teaching of Don Juan, via Carlos Castenada, I give them a lot of credence. Our dreaming/sub-conscious mind is a very powerful entity, we really do not understand; it will likely take another 1-2,000 years of evolution before understanding becomes a reality.

Thanks for sharing your imagination, and creativity; it's certainly been thought provoking, for me, as well as an enjoyable read.

GeoD

clearcreekclearcreekalmost 2 years ago

as the other stories you have given us, this is a great story. I would enjoy another addition.

Denham_ForrestDenham_Forrestabout 2 years agoAuthor

Yes, those ruddy hyphens are annoying and I will apologise for not removing them.

They actually came about courtesy of Microsoft's doc to docx (or vice-versa) conversion program. At the time this yarn was written I was using Word 2000 which creates doc files but one of my proofreaders was using a later incarnation of the program that converted the files to docx. When I used Microsoft's own conversion program to convert them back to doc files again all those hyphens appeared in the text. Obviously I missed the buggers, or more likely got pissed-off with the chore of removing the bleeding things.

I very much suspect that the hyphens appearance was intentional on the part of Microsoft, as prompt to encourage (or force) users to up-date to a later version of Word. Much as the early version of word began to crash completely a year or so ago.

I have updated to a later version of Word now (not much choice, eventually my version of Word 2000 crashed as many others have done over the last couple of years). However I absolutely hate it the newer version of the program; it's more like trying to write using a really pour version of a DTP program. Very slow to use and too complicated to do the simplest of tasks. I'm yet to find another WP program that I'm happy with. That's possibly another reason I don't write as much (or as fast) as I used to.

RanDog025RanDog025about 2 years ago

Beautiful story! Worth of 25 stars BUT I'd gladly rate it with 5 BIG FlUFFY TWINKLY STARS!

ChopinesqueChopinesqueabout 2 years ago

Rip-snorting, barn-burning good!

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