Weird dream feat. PaulE - any analysts?

Had the strangest dream last night.

I was staying in a town I've not been too before and looking for where I was stopping. It turned out to be through a secret door upstairs in a Pizza restaurant.

Going through the door led me to a room with a couple of settees in and a tv, like a waiting room. So I sat down and had a beer and a chat with someone else in there, when I noticed some goings on outside. There were lots of people like a carnival going on. I walked out back the way I came, but the pizza place had opened out into an old building with an open landing and staircase. Looking across there were people stood by open windows watching the carnival.

I went to look out and saw men dressed in clown suits on stilts, they made their way across to the other people by the windows and tried to pull them out and throw them to their death down two stories!

At this point hanging around by the window seemed a bad idea so I went back to the Waiting Room where someone said "oh no, we'll be late for the wedding!".

So we legged it downstairs and outside where the carnival had gone and was replaced with a carpark. I'm running over to my car when a ratty looking Jag XK with the engine running flashes us and it's PaulE. He says he'll give us a lift so we all pile in.

This Jag is really rough, tatty seats, bits of trim missing, etc but Paul seems really chuffed with it sat there with his leather coat and shades on.

As he's driving it towards the church and I'm meekly saying "nice car" he goes to turn right, only the steering wheel moves, but the car doesn't.

"Oh it does this sometimes" Paul says as he's frantically moving the wheel left and right to get some response. We're heading towards some railings at speed when the steering suddenly catches and swings us to the right up a side street. He pulls over outside the church and calmly gets out.

When Vicki rings me up this morning from Birmingham International Airport and ruins it!

So - what does it all mean?

I *think* it means you need therapy dude

PaulE is going to try and kill you, you must kill him first.

Its means you dream of Paul E at night time which for Paul must be quite a concern

Its means you dream of Paul E at night time which for Paul must be quite a concern

You think....

Aaaargghhhhhhhhhh....!

wish i could remember a dream, but never do

That's groovy. I love dreams like that. Such an adventure.

Think it means you had cheese before you went to bed....?

Nope - no Cheese.

I can kinda see what my brain was up to.

The strange place and looking for where I'm staying was the French Dragonball trip. As was PaulEs involvement.

The Jag was from me watching Only Fools and Horses the other night where Delboy is driving a white E-Type. PaulE / Delboy - similar.

The wedding probably because I went to one last Sat and was talking about weddings with mum and dad last night.

Pizza because....Hell - I just love pizza!

No idea about the carnival or the men on stilts. Maybe it was just the Carnival of Life and that there's people pretending to be something else out to get me.

lmao Pete... excellent story. Well remembered too!

Gaz.

Clowns are evil. Plain and simple.

lmao Pete... excellent story. Well remembered too!

 

Gaz.

There was more I forgot. I'm lucky in that I have some amazing dreams and can control them sometimes too. I was obviously well and truly in the REM zone when Vicki rang.

Nope - no Cheese.

 

I can kinda see what my brain was up to.

 

The strange place and looking for where I'm staying was the French Dragonball trip. As was PaulEs involvement.

The Jag was from me watching Only Fools and Horses the other night where Delboy is driving a white E-Type. PaulE / Delboy - similar.

 

The wedding probably because I went to one last Sat and was talking about weddings with mum and dad last night.

 

Pizza because....Hell - I just love pizza!

 

No idea about the carnival or the men on stilts. Maybe it was just the Carnival of Life and that there's people pretending to be something else out to get me.

Or it was just random brain stuff

So do you think of MiamiGT as 'Trotter's Independent Trading Company'?

One day we'll be millionaires!

The lost watch m8 - I keep looking in the garage but still no joy...!

So - what does it all mean?

Here's an adapted version of something posted on here a while back.

Right - here's one of my favourite dream theories - the "activation synthesis" model:

During walking life: Considering just vision for simplicity. In waking life, the eyes send signals to the visual cortex, which produces a pattern of electrical activity for each new thing seen. The frontal cortex uses memories to interpret this pattern. For example, your eyes see a picture of PaulE, your visual cortex turns it into a pattern of activity and your frontal cortex goes "Ah, that's pattern number 82,445, which is PaulE".

During dreaming: The brainstem, for reasons unknown, sends signals to the visual cortex, making the f**ker flash on and off like Christmas lights. Random patterns of actvity are produced. Let's say that the signals it sends makes the visual cortex produce a pattern something like no. 82,445. The frontal cortex does its best to understand what is going on, attempting to interpret the activity as it does in waking life. It draws on memories and says "that's pattern 82, 445...must be PaulE I'm looking at". It can't distinguish between electrical activity produced in the visual cortex produced by the eyes and that produced by the brainstem. It just uses memories old and new to try to weave the random activity into some sort of meaningful story.

The same is happening with the areas of the brain that normally receive messages from the ears and skin. Curiously, the brainstem doesn't spark up the centres dealing with taste and smell, which might be why we don't usually smell or taste in dreams.

In short, dreaming may be the brain's attempts to understand its own activity. In which case, dreams don't 'mean' anything.

If you think the above sounds a bit like the premise for 'The Matrix', then that's completely correct. Theoretically, if you were to stimulate the right areas of the brain with tiny electrical signals, you would experience everything corresponding to those signals. Penfield (1950s)showed that patients that have brain surgery under local anaesthetic would relate incidents from their past when he stuck an electrified needle into some areas, but would not be able to recall them again when the juice was turned off.

There are some problems with the activation synthesis model and with Penfield's experiments, but it's food for thought.

Had the strangest dream last night.

 

I was staying in a town I've not been too before and looking for where I was stopping. It turned out to be through a secret door upstairs in a Pizza restaurant.

Going through the door led me to a room with a couple of settees in and a tv, like a waiting room. So I sat down and had a beer and a chat with someone else in there, when I noticed some goings on outside. There were lots of people like a carnival going on. I walked out back the way I came, but the pizza place had opened out into an old building with an open landing and staircase. Looking across there were people stood by open windows watching the carnival.

 

I went to look out and saw men dressed in clown suits on stilts, they made their way across to the other people by the windows and tried to pull them out and throw them to their death down two stories!

 

At this point hanging around by the window seemed a bad idea so I went back to the Waiting Room where someone said "oh no, we'll be late for the wedding!".

 

So we legged it downstairs and outside where the carnival had gone and was replaced with a carpark. I'm running over to my car when a ratty looking Jag XK with the engine running flashes us and it's PaulE. He says he'll give us a lift so we all pile in.

 

This Jag is really rough, tatty seats, bits of trim missing, etc but Paul seems really chuffed with it sat there with his leather coat and shades on.

As he's driving it towards the church and I'm meekly saying "nice car" he goes to turn right, only the steering wheel moves, but the car doesn't.

"Oh it does this sometimes" Paul says as he's frantically moving the wheel left and right to get some response. We're heading towards some railings at speed when the steering suddenly catches and swings us to the right up a side street. He pulls over outside the church and calmly gets out.

 

When Vicki rings me up this morning from Birmingham International Airport and ruins it!

 

So - what does it all mean?

Alternatively.

The clowns symbolise childhood, and the fact that they are evil clowns signifies that you have some traunmatic, repressed incident in your childhood. You are afraid of confronting this issue, so you need to get away from the clowns, or you fear that you will be damaged (like the others they are pulling from the windows).

PaulE and his decrepit Jag represent old age and death. The inability to steer the car represents your unconscious fear of the uncontrollability of ageing and dying. Your arrival at the church represents your symbolic death.

Overall, your dream means that you have a deep-felt desire to make love to a moose in WH Smith's, while being egged on by a group of moose-defiling perverts.

(With apologies to PaulE)....

 

Overall, your dream means that you have a deep-felt desire to make love to a moose in WH Smith's, while being egged on by a group of moose-defiling perverts.

 

(With apologies to PaulE)....

LOL

The rumour about the moose was never proven...

and what I do in the privacy of my own dungeon is my business!

...he goes to turn right, only the steering wheel moves, but the car doesn't.

"Oh it does this sometimes" Paul says as he's frantically moving the wheel left and right to get some response.

Well I am never buying a steering wheel from Paul

Pete and Paul, sitting in the tree.

K,

I,

S,

S,

I,

N,

G,

First comes love, then comes marraige. Then comes Vicki, with a baby carraige

Cheese doesnt make you dream..

Rich - Food Chemist

Nice one Cliff interesting theory... and your interpretation, scarily, kind of makes sense... but why are dreams always summed up in a huge all encompassing 'life message' though...? why can't he just be worried he left the gas on or something?

Cliff - you never cease to amaze me.

There's so many repressed traumas from child hood.. where do I start?

As for arriving at the church - good job Vicki rang when she did eh?!

What about the Pizza, waiting room and the wedding though?

Nice one Cliff interesting theory... and your interpretation, scarily, kind of makes sense... but why are dreams always summed up in a huge all encompassing 'life message' though...? why can't he just be worried he left the gas on or something?

Freud and the Psychodynamic movement (sounds like a band) proposed that dreams act as a pressure valve to release our hidden desires and fears. However, they argued that the mind uses a visual code. This protects you from potentially traumatising knowledge. So, instead of dreaming about impotence, one might dream of a broken candlestick....see, visual metaphors.

Freud did say that not everything in dreams is symbolic - "sometimes a cigar is just a cigar". But according to him, big themes may emerge, because these are the things your unconscious is working on overtime.

There are many problems with this. One is that you can interpret dreams anyway you want to. Looking for symbols in dreams is like looking for faces in clouds - you're bound to find them if you look hard enough. And seeing as they relate to 'unconscious' (i.e.unobservable) fears - how can we ever know if those symbols are correct?

I don't believe a word of it.