Here is last night’s dream. If follows on from the three “real” world car crashes we have had outside our house and into our drive. Two of which were quite spectacular.
The dream opens in some kind of conference centre on an underground floor leading to modern lecture theatres. It is in the UK query London. People are milling about. There are reception desks with badges on lanyards and others with promotional literature. There are a couple of stand up banners. People are gathering, relatively smartly dressed for an “important” conference or meeting. They are mostly younger than me some around two decades so, the next generation. The feel is modern. I am there but not there. I am observing but not fully present. In the dream I think it will be interesting to see how things are done these days.
We all go in and I take a seat a few rows back from the front. The first speaker, a woman, starts a scientific talk in which there is a lot of show or glitz and little content. There is a glaring mistake early on because she has failed to research properly. A beginner would know this to be wrong. At the end to my surprise the applause is enthusiastic and congratulatory. I am wondering why, there was no substance. The second speaker is a male, suited. He is introduced as being a big cheese. His talk is also full of pizzazz but I struggle to find any information, genuine novelty or substance therein. He asserts on a number of things which I know to be very wrong and entirely inaccurate, a schoolboy error perhaps propagated from a bad source. Again to my surprise there is enthusiastic applause. I think to myself that standards must have dropped a great deal.
There is a coffee break and I am met by some younger people and organisers. They ask me what I think. I say that the standards have changed and that you cannot talk about these things without mentioning activation energies. I say that I am surprised. It is all showy and kind of ends there. I say there have been two very obvious mistakes, glaring even.
We go back in and another speaker starts and his slide pack does indeed have a graph of activation energy but it is so utterly complex as to be impenetrable. I am pretty sure that he does not know what he is trying to convey, what he is talking about and is simply trying to appear clever.
Later I return to my apartment. People from the conference and the organisers are in the flat below which is much smaller than mine. They are having drinks, a kind of post conference party. I tidy my flat up a bit and find some bottles of aged single malt Scotch whisky. I go down stairs and say to them if they want to spread out a bit they can use my flat for the gathering, there are nibbles and high quality vintage Scotch.
They start to file upstairs. I am looking out of the kitchen window onto the parking area below. Up pull two very large truck rescue vehicles one red, one blue. They are each towing a large wheel base mini-bus. These have been involved in serious accidents and are badly crashed up. They relate to the conference. I know that they represent group consciousness, group awarenesses. The drivers unhitch the crashed minibuses and come up the steps to my door. They want to hand over paperwork for the crashed minibuses. I say that they are not my minibuses, they do not belong to me. The drivers say that they know that. But that he have been advised to leave the buses here overnight. I can report this to the police in the morning and have them towed. I say that I do not want them there. They insist and hand over the paperwork. In the dream I think, “oh no not yet more car crashes!”
I awake the dream ends.
- Cars and vehicles are the dreaming symbol for state of awareness. These are not mine.
Dreamyoga 