The dream this morning has a strange mix of themes. I dreamt that I had joined some kind of cult. This cult was populated by neo-Nazi types. An old acquaintance from my past who had a Nazi father was high up in the hierarchy of this cult and he has recruited me. The group has esoteric knowledge of geometry. There is a powerful complex equation linked to triangles that only they are privy to. It involves accessing information in other dimensions. The group, I discover, uses this information to calculate how many hamburgers they can optimally pack into small insulated food containers.
The ability to have cook out picnics seem to be an extremely important function in this secret society. These dinners are essential to them. I believe these meals are the times when they get together and brainstorm about how to best use their arcane knowledge of geometry, or maybe it is just an excuse to enjoy good hamburgers!
As a new recruit I am tasked to clean board rooms within the cult's building or hall. I see myself alone cleaning some rooms. I sweep and mop, and wipe down tables. In the middle of my duties, when I am in a isolated part of the building and no one is watching me, I open an outside exit, and let in a young conservative Jewish couple. They are in their early twenties. The man is wearing a yarmulke. It seems I am collaborating with these two to steal secrets from the cult! The three of us are in great danger if we should get caught. The young Jewish man is a brilliant mathematician. I watch him and the woman, who is his wife, go through papers in the room. It is at this point that I wake up from the dream.
This is such a delightfully odd dream. Hamburgers and a secret society? Sounds plausible. Ha, ha!! I do love a great hamburger! It would be fantastic to enjoy a good burger with fries and a beer, and then delve into the mysteries of the universe and commune with beings in other dimensions. What great fun! Of course the whole neo-Nazi aspect is a bit disturbing. I'm not into that! No thank you!
I enjoyed some good burgers with friends yesterday on this Memorial Day weekend. My doctor would not approve. So I suppose it is no surprise I might dream of joining a cult to secretly enjoy a forbidden burger. It might need to be a kosher burger without cheese judging where this dream was headed. It all seems so silly and now I am hungry. Where are my buns...?
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