Morning of January 10, 2008. Thursday.
This is a dream from several years back of the very standard precognitive (often with precise details) affair. This dream combined the location of our shed at the time with a small building shared by two musicians in Wisconsin in the USA where I worked at Eco 3. I visited them only once while working at the factory where old tires were "recyled" into winter mats and sometimes other products such as restaurant kitchen mats.
My dream precisely revealed fairly odd details to come in real life, but it also turned out to be rather stimulating in long-lasting cheerfulness, which was really needed to strongly color my mood (as dreams often do) - as moving again after only two years was highly irritating and completely contrary to what we had been told about the house, which was supposedly historical.
In my dream, our small open garage was occupied by a different (unknown) family with a few children - something which would have been absurd in real life, as it was barely big enough for one person to occupy if they chose to. Eventually, though, there seems to be elements of a business regarding additional families and babies. In a few scenes in my dream, I am able to see activity regarding a few members of one family moving about at night with some of the lights off. A new baby of someone else's arrives and is looked after by another family. Over time, there are bulldozers and dump trucks and the area is changing, yet I get a strong, clear impression that the other people will not have to move "with their babies" even though we will have to. A building goes up (replacing our neighbor's house) with the biggest, tallest windows I have ever seen on any building (to the point of being very unlikely and even absurd) of which one breaks (considering the glass type and surface area, I am surprised they all did not break within a week in real life). Interestingly, this unfolded in real life as in my dream, with no real surprises on my part. In fact, I was actually waiting for it on the walks to our oldest son's martial arts class once I saw the new building on that lot (not that I usually wait for precognitive elements to unfold - it depends on the overall feelings and real-life "clues and cues"). Our very large house was replaced by a very small building (especially for any sort of business) farther back from the street - which apparently is not doing much business like a lot of places around here. But, interestingly, it turned out to be a "newborn and family drop-in service", which now has the same address as our old home (but open only three days a week, apparently)!
Ironically, my wife got a letter to go there after our last child - to "teach" her to breast feed. Of course the letter was ignored.
There were some surreal events in real life (regarding aspects of my dream) prior to our move, but of which are a bit too bizarre to go fully into. One real-life event, though, was when the house next door had been sold. The construction workers actually had their children running around while they were tearing stuff down. The kids removed all the fresh grapefruits and other ripe citrus from the trees and wasted it all by stomping on them all over the driveway over nearly the entire property. This inspired an additional enhanced dream element, which in turn, became precognitive to yet another similar event on an actual charity commercial much later on. The real-life PSA showed children wasting good (and expensive when bought in the stores) fruit by mashing it in mud to make a pretend "magic brew" to somehow help their parents to pay the bills. As usual with most modern media, commercials, and "messages", it created the opposite sentiments than intended for my wife and me and I only found the PSA pathetic, causing us to think of why people would donate money to a charity that does not even seem to know the value of food (or implying that even children are that naïve).
Regardless of the bulldozers, construction, and general weirdness (including corrupt authority as usual) that followed the precognitive dream elements, the cheerful part of my dream was, strangely enough, a slightly faster metal (instrumental) version of the 1963 song "Dominique", which is being recorded in our garage by a couple young men the other families know. The fictional instrumental metal version stayed in my head to the point where I can still imagine it clearly now (above and beyond one real version), even though, as far as I know, there is no such modern recording that matches my dream version. The tone is rather bright (with a very subtle detuned effect - not to the more modern extreme where it becomes highly annoying) and, although we do not listen to metal, this imaginary song actually feels and sounds "right". I did not do much research to see if any possible version as this exists, but it would not match the beauty of the sound in my dream at any rate. (Also, looking at some listed cover versions, the last one was in 1966 with no potential to be like my dream version). It is amusing to think that I have likely listened to "imaginary" recordings more than real ones during some time periods, and probably more beneficial as well in the long run (regarding both health and general well-being).
