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The Story of Red

Morning of January 11, 1970. Sunday.

This was another favorite dream for a time, also at nine, and it had a few visually precognitive elements relative to Carol Burnett and Lucille Ball’s careers several years later. In my dream, I was in some sort of movie they were making called "The Story of Red", which also had songs and poetry. (Oddly, I did not originally document the play on the fact that they were both redheads. In fact, this part “escaped” me completely at that age, for some reason.) There were some very moving scenes. I was given a special pair of red glasses that only allowed me to see in red (or rather - allowed me to only see things that were red - everything else was just a black background otherwise). I listen to the music, poetry, and the special narration. I look into blackness (seemingly from the doorway of an unknown kitchen - which seemed to be precognitive relative to a later location I had not been in prior) and see the beauty of a fire truck (and hear its seemingly melancholy siren - which seems to manifest a strange “false nostalgia” in my dream) going to put out a fire. I feel very aware. The fire truck seems to be moving towards me, but not directly, as it is oriented more to the right.

Later on, there is more poetry, often starting out with something like “red…the color of an apple…” - and talking about the beauty of the seasons (such as regarding autumn leaves) and such.

Near the end of my dream, I am seemingly living in a basement in a (fictional?) house where both Carol Burnett and Lucille Ball live (as if they are somehow both my mothers, perhaps). (This seems related to an episode of “The Lucy Show” that I saw on the night of October 31, 1966. In fact, it seems there was a “prototype” of this dream on that date.) Features of the room also resemble the apartment on Rose Street, where I had not lived in about four years.

I am eventually in a folding bed (rollaway cot) near an old winter stove (almost as if I am preparing to wake up by going to sleep within the dream). All of a sudden, hundreds of pieces of coal (or charcoal briquettes) emerge from the stove (far more than it could actually realistically hold) into the room, like some sort of “flood” and I “float” on top near the end of my dream, getting higher and higher for a short time. It seems a bit odd and rhythmic and almost like a body function. It is somewhat like a hypnopompic experience though I am still fully in-dream.

It is also likely that there is a play on the expression about "rose-colored glasses" relative to my dream, which is mentioned in my original documentation. There is also a scene where I look in a mirror and see only the glasses floating in the air.

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