I dreamt this
Last night I had this dream: a man in a green jacket was showing me how he'd trained his birds. There were three of them, each bright purple and the size of a grapefruit. One by one, he held them between his palms and tossed them high into the air. The first fell hard, all dead weight, landing with a thud and cracking the sidewalk. The second fell, but bounced back up. Like those rubber bouncy balls that shoot back into the sky. The third fell, too, but stopped mid-air about a foot above the ground and floated there. Levitating. Then it exploded into purple confetti and I woke up.
Anyone care to anazlyze me?
I love free analysis.
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well it is quite simple you see. In essence, the training involved nothing more than each bird seeing the possibilities before them. The magic man in the green suit allowed each bird to see a possible destiny, per se, and quite simply the third bird wanted neither death (as in bird 1) nor an embracement of it and a renewal (as in bird 2), but instead a plummetting, a feeling of the immenence of death, and a rejection of it. This first bird knew nothing, only followed the course before it. The second bird had the wisdom of the first bird, so it knew how to "bounce back." The third bird saw two previous possibilities and created a new one. In essence, my friend, this means you shouldn't wear purple on the first or second day of the week, and never wear green aside from under garments.
Posted by: good god fox a.k.a. dream guru | March 29, 2005 7:59 PM