I had a most unusual dream last night, it took place in an African settlement which looked like a suburban park in a TV show, as the areas of the park seemed to be in sections, there was no apparent continuity in the landscape.
Anyway, in this settlement there was a lion which seemed to be dispised by many, I met the lion who was quite friendly, and took him over to the local letter writer (who was also a professor) where the lion dictated a letter explining to everyone that he is actually quite nice and doesn’t want to hurt anyone. I carried the letter and the lion let me ride on his back. We rode around for a while (including crossing a road which looked much like Ballumbir Street in Civic), and went to see the Prime Minister (yes, John Howard was in my dream). John Howard was having a meeting with some advisors when we turned up and handed him the letter, he read the letter and said he would have a chat with the letter writing professor. He seemed quite pleased with the lion, and then the dream ended.
Samuel
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#1 Comment By Kooky_Pound_Puppy On February 8, 2006 @ 11:43 pm
you really are in for some good luck Sam!.
First three domestic cats now a lion that pleases the PM!
#2 Comment By Chuck Berry On February 9, 2006 @ 12:07 am
Sounds like a nice lion. Was this the letter the man wrote:
‘An Effervescing Elephant
with tiny eyes and great big trunk
once whispered to the tiny ear
the ear of one inferior
that by next June he’d die, oh yeah!
because the lion would roam.
The little one said: “Oh my goodness I must stay at home!
and every time I hear a growl
I’ll know the lion’s on the prowl
and I’ll be really safe, you know
the elephant he told me so.”
Everyone was nervy, oh yeah!
and the message was spread
to zebra, mongoose, and the dirty hippopotamus
who wallowed in the mud and chewed
his spicy hippo-plankton food
and tended to ignore the word
preferring to survey a herd
of stupid water bison, oh yeah!
And all the jungle took fright,
and ran around for all the day and the night
but all in vain, because, you see,
the tiger came and said: “Who me?!
You know, I wouldn’t hurt not one of you.
I’d much prefer something to chew
and you’re all to scant.” oh yeah!
He ate the Elephant’
Was the elephant the hindu cable digger or John Howard?
#3 Comment By Chuck Berry On February 9, 2006 @ 12:12 am
I am presuming the local letter writer was the crazy diamond Syd Barrett.
#4 Comment By Samuel On February 9, 2006 @ 12:13 am
No, I think the letter was more of a law firm style of letter, and I don’t recall the details.
#5 Comment By Samuel On February 9, 2006 @ 12:14 am
No, just some professor with little bits of grey hair on his head.
#6 Comment By heatseeker On February 9, 2006 @ 12:31 am
Does the Lion represent the Lion of Babylon, which could be a metaphor for Australia’s involvement in Iraq?
When you consider there was also a Biblical tribe called the Sammites, I do ponder all the hidden meanings and messages in this site.
#7 Comment By Chuck Berry On February 9, 2006 @ 12:44 am
It’s ok to dream about John Howard. I know Janet often dreams that they get some advisors to help them.
I had a dream that I borrowed John Laws car and caravan. I got drunk and crashed it into the offices of the ABA. A person came outside and it was Alan Jones. I told him I was in strife because I could not afford to compensate John Laws and that I would lose my licence.
Alan looked me up and down with an approving nod and offered to sort it out for me if I came back to house.
I went back there and it was like a scene from ancient Rome. It smacked of decadence and grapes. There were semi-clad attractive women everywhere. Professor David Flint was bathing while etching a letter on a piece of stone. Like in ‘The Flintstones’.
I could not understand why Alan was ignoring them. He then said “lets go upstairs”. I wanted to stay in Rome and seek some pleasure.
Alan said that if I wanted to sort my problems out he could help me cause he has lots of contacts etc and that I must accompany upstairs to his study. I was woken up by a growl and felt immediately that I should have a shower and scour my bodice thrice with a wire brush and bleach.
I was quite relieved it was a dream and that I did not damage any of Mr Laws’ property.
#8 Comment By Chuck Berry On February 9, 2006 @ 1:08 am
I think I might unintentionally be a Sammite. That would explain why i dreamt of ancient Rome and why I want to ‘polish off’ Alan Jones. But not in the way he wants.
#9 Comment By Kooky_Pound_Puppy On February 9, 2006 @ 3:40 pm
“When you consider there was also a Biblical tribe called the Sammites, I do ponder all the hidden meanings and messages in this site. ”
Tell me more the SAMMITES i googles them got nothing is this a dig at SAM????????????
All should i Concentrate on the STEWARDIANS?
#10 Comment By Kooky_Pound_Puppy On February 9, 2006 @ 5:34 pm
All i get are the sammities who were involved with roman clashes in the 400’s lol
cannibalism was mentioned!
#11 Comment By heatseeker On February 10, 2006 @ 1:43 pm
Yes, KPP … SGS’s occult inspirations could be an amalgam of Sammite, Gordon Highlander and Stewart royal family pagan practices.
#12 Comment By Samuel On February 10, 2006 @ 5:47 pm
Where do you get this stuff from heatseeker? Is this a side effect of medication?