Which Dreams are Revelations?

Your dreams always seem so profound. My dreams are more like this (this is a rather typical dream of mine, but it’s recent enough I recall most of the details):

The Addams Family joins the church back in the late 1990s. Wednesday Addams goes to BYU (in my dream, the campus kept changing between BYU-I and BYU-P, but that’s how dreams often work).

In the dream, I married Wednesday while attending BYU in 2000-something. (This is actually all background and didn’t really appear in the dream, it was just the understood backstory when the dream started).

The dream starts when an Apocalypse breaks out. It’s not the Biblical one, more of a mash-up of several Hollywood ones, with zombies, demons, aliens, and Mad Max style gangs.

All this went down with Wednesday and Morticia at BYU attending a Mass Choir event of some sort, with thousands of choirs from around the world. There is also, for some reason, a Sea World type thing in the middle of campus with 100 Killer Whales. Church HQ, for some reason, put Morticia and Wednesday in charge of keeping BYU safe.

Anyway, I and the rest of the Addams clan head off to BYU to help by hoping into our vehicle (which is actually Mecha-Godzilla). It’s taking too long to get there, as Gomez and Fester are always stopping to talk to old friends as they terrorize the country (“Hey, it’s the Flame gang! I recall when they were just punks on bicycles! Now they have flame throwing guitars, skull helmets, leather bondage gear, and heavily armored jeeps with giant guns! They’re all grown up!”)

So, I’m talking to Morticia on the phone (I guess the cell networks are still active during an Apocalypse), and she states “we’re running out of food for the Killer Whales, but I think we’ll be fine. There are some altos that no one will miss.”

That’s when I woke up.

Priceless

My last dream was ominous, if revelation it was. I wrote it down thus:

“Dreamed about a dragon who returns to a city. Slowly it unfolded that dragons, like black walnut trees, are inimical to all other life — he turns the plants toxic just by living in a space.

“There were flashbacks to a time when he made friends with a human child who died because of his toxicity. He slowly remembers when a goat-[like] creature wanders in and becomes ill almost immediately. A sad story.

“It was told in a framing tale that I was checking to see if my story won a contest, and that was the story, and the people I’d sent it to had turned it into some kind of graphic novel.”

. . . Now I kind of want to write that story, actually.

I almost never remember my dreams. When I do, they are story dreams which never feature me and always end unfinished.

I was once an avid lucid dreamer and in the process learned a little bit about dream recall. If anyone cares to remember their dreams more than they do, the secret is rather simple. When you awake, lie still and try to remember where you just were. Usually you will feel like you’re running into a brick wall with not even a hint of what it was you were just up to. Don’t be discouraged! Lie still and keep thinking. You will be quite surprised when fragments of your dreams start popping back into your head.

Most don’t take the few minutes to do this but I can nearly guarantee results if this is tried at least a few times—and it will get easier every time. There is something about moving and thinking about your day that buries your dreams deeper and deeper into hidden worlds within your mind. So lying still is very helpful!

It can also be done later in the day if you suddenly recall some fragment. It may be less successful but not necessarily so.

That dream about the Addams family was pretty amusing. But Morticia’s line about the altos took it to a whole new level.