photos, man that can slither out of any grasp

[MusicMike]

Dream from this morning:

I have my good camera with me, and I'm looking through the photos I've recently taken (I'm looking on the camera's screen). The photos needs the contrast and brightness adjusted, so I hook up my smart phone to my camera to operate the software that will adjust them, and look at the corrected photos on my smart phone (in real life I've can't do anything like this with my smart phone .. it takes a computer).

I'm puzzled by one photograph. It's a shot of a poolside picnic table, seen through foliage, with just a hint of a face on the right side. The face was out of focus, so I assume that I was aiming at something else, but there are no other people or interesting items in the shot. The software that corrected the contrast and brightness also attempted to sharpen the image of this face but it's not very clear.

I become aware I'm in a bedroom, standing by a bed. To my left is a bedside table by the head of the bed with a printer on it. There are drops of blue liquid scattered over the printer and the white sheets of the bed. I am puzzled by this and wonder if I'll get in trouble for making a mess.

Then the scene shifts. I have a sense this is coming back to something that was going on earlier in the dream, maybe in dreams earlier in the night. There is a guy who is trying to escape being arrested. I have a sense the military and cops arresting him are the “bad guys” and that I want for him to escape. And in fact he does seem to be able to escape the grasp of the cops. They gather around him and try to hold him and he just wriggles out. This happens over and over.

Then I have a view of the guy on the ground, and a bunch of disembodied shoes and gloves are trying to grasp and pin his foot. I.e. the cop's bodies aren't there any more. It's just their shoes and gloves as if come alive. The man slithers his foot out of their grasp. Then all these shoes and gloves look a little like grasping tentacles.

Then the man is rushing toward me, except now he's a dog. He seems to be finally completely free. He leaps into the air with his forelegs spread wide, with his head at about a normal man's height. For a moment I think he looks like a man. His paws are holding something circular, like cymbals or round hats, not sure. He claps them together. This somehow symbolizes or celebrates his final escape. Maybe he's being a bit cheeky.

I immediately wake up.

[MusicMike]

I'll give a few of my own thoughts, feel free to disregard this if you prefer to do interpretation without the dreamer's associations.

I dream repeatedly of cameras and photographs. A photograph is both a perspective on a scene that is deliberately chosen and composed by the photographer, and a memory. I use my smart phone instead of a computer to adjust the photos. In real life, I have a smart phone but don't like using it compared to my computer, as I am kind of old school. So using my smart phone would indicate using something more recent, more recent technology or ideas.

The blue liquid scattered on the sheets makes me think of sex, oddly as that sounds. With sex you can end up with semen scattered around or blood. Neither of those is blue, but that's just one of my associations to liquid scattered on sheets. But I have no idea if that's right. I used to have a printer that would leak ink, so in any case something is leaked on the sheets and stains them. Purity is spoiled.

The idea of bad guys trying to arrest someone makes me think strongly of my bipolar racing thoughts and childhood defense mechanisms, which are to create a barrage of self-attacking thoughts. Recently I've been able in meditation to slither out of the grasp of these thoughts -- by which I mean, when they strike, first I forgive myself for having this part of me, and then I just let the thoughts gradually fade away. I don't want to impose this interpretation, but it certainly is a strong association for me.

A dog is an intuitive being. I often think of dogs as having incredible smarts of the sort I need to develop. Like, I have OCD, and there are some dog owners with mental illnesses who use their dogs like feedback gauges to sense when they are starting to get attacks of bipolar or whatever.

This is a trick-performing dog. I've been to trick dog shows and seen them on TV also. Generally a trick-performing dog is one who interacts very actively with a human being.

[Thunder Bow]

...."The idea of bad guys trying to arrest someone makes me think strongly of my bipolar racing thoughts and childhood defense mechanisms, which are to create a barrage of self-attacking thoughts. Recently I've been able in meditation to slither out of the grasp of these thoughts -- by which I mean, when they strike, first I forgive myself for having this part of me, and then I just let the thoughts gradually fade away. I don't want to impose this interpretation, but it certainly is a strong association for me."....

...."Then the man is rushing toward me, except now he's a dog. He seems to be finally completely free. He leaps into the air with his forelegs spread wide, with his head at about a normal man's height. For a moment I think he looks like a man. His paws are holding something circular, like cymbals or round hats, not sure. He claps them together. This somehow symbolizes or celebrates his final escape. Maybe he's being a bit cheeky."...

The Dog is you celebrating your escape from those self-attacking thoughts. Good work