The dream this morning has some qualities in it from the events of my previous day. I had gone to my favourite bakery, Goodales in Grayling, Michigan. I bought some pastries and I saw a poster there for a paint ball winter biathlon. Some of the elements from my waking life were ingredients in my dream life.
The dream: I have been hired as a janitor at an old amusement park. The park is losing money from all appearances, but that doesn't matter because it is actually a front for a secret underground military black project. Most of the employees there have no idea who they are actually working for and blissfully go about their business. Some of the employees are actually brilliant scientists and engineers. They are performing two jobs, one working on the black projects and the other keeping the amusement park up, and running.
The some of the engineers are try to keep the failing rides operating and create new ones. Everyone is working in tandem to keep the park up to date and the attractions fun. One scientist is a great artist and he painting a huge new mural.
I may be just a janitor, but I'm a highly intuitive person. Things start to add up in my brain. I might not know all the secrets, but I'm walking around with my eyes open and realize everything here is not what it seems. I see hundreds of people coming and going. There are large construction vehicles that show up and disappear. I even see a black helicopter mysteriously fly in and deliver some important looking people.
At this point in the dream. I have a day off at the park and go exploring about the place. I try out one of the amusement park rides. The engineers have created a fun attraction that combines mechanical rides and going through mazes with a paintball gun and shooting pop up targets. The attraction is a work in progress and has the potential to become very fun and popular.
The next thing I do is wander into house trailer or temporary out building. Here I see a grey alien body. Some scientist are closely examining it under lights in a darkened room. A clueless park secretary park walks in an she says she has hired a team of amateur paranormal investigators to help examine the body. I get real nervous standing there watching all this knowing the shit is about to hit the fan. I peek outside through the window blinds and see these investigators she has called with all their equipment in hand. A collision of belief systems is about to occur and it might get real ugly fast.
Unfortunately, I don't not get to see what happens next, because the next moment as I'm suddenly whisked away and I'm standing outside a bakery in Paris, France! I see a sign on an easel. It is a handwritten message in French. I can read it in the dream although I cannot speak or read French very well in the waking life. The sign basically says:
"Making love to a woman is a lot like making pastries. When you feel lust it is time to mix the flour and proof the sweet dough. When you feel love it is time to form, fry, put in the filling and then glaze. Bon appetit!"
I found this hysterically funny and woke up laughing from the dream! Leave it to a French baker to make such a brilliant observation. I love it! This was one of those fun dreams. I always pay attention to the symbolic meanings no matter what kind of dream it is. This one reflects so much of what is subconsciously going on in my mind and life right now. I see elements of my work life and my love life at play in this dream. It comes through with a mix of seriousness and humour. I will relax this morning with a cup of coffee and a pastry, and ponder on what my higher self is trying to tell me.
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