Gathering of the Figments

Figment · Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2007 12:36 am Post subject: My Dad...

Ok, my dad is my best friend in the world, and i dont know if this was inspired by Shaye's short story, and/or the fact that a friend over the net had her aunt die recently...

The dream started when i got a phonecall from my dad, letting me know that he had been informed he would die in one day...
My dad lives about 8 hours away from sydney, but in the dream i was living with him and visiting sydney, and i couldn't get there before the day he was meant to die...

I called him on his last day, and he said "I'm so sorry, you've just caught me on my way out to dinner. Can i give you a call tomorrow?" And all i could think was that he wasnt going to be there tomorrow, and i tried to get him to understand that, but he had to go.
He was telling me how he felt fine and it must have been wrong, even though this method was right every time...
And then he hung up.
and all i could think was that i would bever get a chance to say goodbye to him, never hug him again...

I was at my mums, and i was in tears, i just wanted to hug my dad at least once, before i was never going to see him again...
My mum was telling me, "it'll be ok, he'll probably go in his sleep." but all i could think was that i didnt want him to go at all, i just wanted to hug him. And i was thinking about the fact that when i went home, i would be the one to find him...

(dad and i used to live together, then i moved to sydney, and he is living in a different house with his girlfriend...)

And then i woke up...
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Shaye · Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2007 1:26 pm Post subject:

After my dad died I had this reoccuring dream where I'd be home, watching something on the tv, and the phone would ring and i couldn't get it in time, and the answering machine started and it was my dad on the other end and he said, "Hey Shaye, I'm here at Timber and I'm having a great game. I've had 5 birdies and a hole-in-one, and I've only played six holes. I thought you'd want to know,"(My dad had a thing for golf, and he taught me how to put when i was 4, teaching me a different skill every year until i was 12. We'd always play together). I would get out of bed and run into my mom and dad's room, expecting him to be there, but he'd be gone. It's not that I'm stupid and I forgot he was dead when I had the dream, it was just because it felt so good to have him back, if only as a dream, that I just forgot the pain of his death, and that itself made me feel like he was alive...if that makes any sense.

The death related things suck.
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Look. I don't understand half the things I say either.

ArcT · Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2007 2:04 pm Post subject:

Death, while always a saddening topic, represents a new beginning in life. A new stage your body and mind can feel you entering, or a stage you have just left- there are hints that the brain picks up on and it tells them to you in your dreams. The subject- whether they are close or far from you, both personally and physically, is more to do with how close this issue is to your heart, than to the person. For instance, figgy- this transition is very important and almost central to you as a person, because it was represented in your dream as your dad, whom you're extremely close to. If it was... say... um... Michael Winner, for instance, it'd be something minor that you didn't really feel strongly about one way or the other.

If the person actually does die, it, weirdly enough, signifies that this transition and new period in your life will be a good, amazing, and wonderful one. Either living until you awaken or surviving the event signifies that this transition may not be easy, but will still result in a very positive period to come, whereas survival and wishes that this wasn't the case, or giving the person flak because they lied about their mortality or similar, generally means that this transition will both be very difficult to take for you and those close to you, but also cause a worse period in your life.

As for the recently deceased coming to you in your dreams... I'm afraid that that is mourning your loss. Sometimes, dream interpretation is difficult- and generally speaking, the surroundings of death are quite difficult to extract a meaning from, but... once in a while, the truth is plain to see...

See, occasionally, the subconscious tries to keep the conscious mind from harm- for instance, deliberately supressing traumatic events, like horrific car accidents, the pain of childbirth, and, conveniently, abduction by aliens. What it also does is show the conscious what it most wants to see. The brain is a very clever thing- your unconscious knows that by being in contact again with what you want the most, it can soften a traumatic blow. Sometimes it gets it wrong, and replays the terrible event that has caused the pain in your dreams, but sometimes, it gets it right.

There is some interpretation to be brought from your dream, though. You said your father was an avid golfer. By gaining 5 birdies and a hole-in-one in 6 holes, it is clear that you loved him, and felt that he was worthy of going to a wonderful place where everyone can be happy. The fact that you couldn't reach him in time is significant that you know he's having a wonderful time wherever he is, and you don't want to disturb him or bring him down from that happiness by your own worldly troubles that have remained with you, and fallen from him. Smile

People who have these kinds of dreams are often entirely selfless towards other people- always trying to make others happy before themselves. Just thought I'd add that Smile

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And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything seems like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

Figment · Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2007 4:35 pm Post subject:

*speaks in reportr-ly voice*

"Thank you David, our resident dream doctor. And in other news..."

Very Happy

Shaye> its not that you are silly enough to believe it, its that you want to...

I hate it when i have a dream about something really wonderful, like when you dreamt your dad was calling you, or if, i dont know you get a puppy, or meet the love of you life...

You wake up and call out to the puppy, or wonder where the love of your life went... or run into your parents room...

Its like you are hoping that the world before the dream was a nightmare, and when you had the things you wanted, that was your real life... And you dont believe it, but you want to...

And for those few moments when you pass between the dreaming and waking worlds, you could believe anything.
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Shaye · Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 4:18 am Post subject:

I'm just going to smile because words are failing me:

Very Happy

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Look. I don't understand half the things I say either.