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There is something that sometimes happens in some of my dreams that I have never heard reported. It has only happened a few times, maybe 10 or 15 that I can remember. Characters in my dreams do seemingly illogical things that later in the dream turn out to have a logical reason. I am going to relate the first one I had because it is most memorable, you know the other person in it. I am going to relate the dream but not give away the end to see if anyone can guess the logic. I am doing this not to be cute but to see how hard it is to come up with a logical reason for the action which my mind presumably did after the fact, or at least that's the way I remember it.
Many of my dreams are as real as reality to me when I have them, I seem to be fully conscious and aware. I have had some lucid dreams where I realize I am dreaming but this wasn't one of them. I have had dreams where it is so real I am wondering in the dream if I am dreaming and didn't know I was.
Here is the dream and don't laugh, this is really what happened, I have weird dreams but they are always fun. I never have nightmares except when I am sick. In this dream I was with someone else and we were both on horseback. We were being chased by indians and were riding on a dirt road. It was a western desert type setting. We were going as fast as we could towards town. For some reason I knew that the indians were catching up and were going to catch us before we got to town. As we were riding along we came to a shack on the side of the road. My partner stops his horse, there was no one there. He pulls out his pistol and shoots a wooden box in front of the shack. I remember wondering what the hell is wrong with him stopping when the indians are catching up, and wondering why he shot the box. He puts his pistol away and we continue riding towards town. We go a good ways further and the indians are not too far behind us now but we still have a few miles to go to town. I was thinking they are going to catch us. Then we run into a group of people riding fast towards us from town and we are saved. It is then that I find out why he shot the box. I had no idea until then why he did it.
So why did he do it? Try to come up with a logical answer before you read the spoiler. I find it hard to believe my subconscious can be this subtle without me being aware of it but that is the simplest explanation, but not the only one.
Many of my dreams are as real as reality to me when I have them, I seem to be fully conscious and aware. I have had some lucid dreams where I realize I am dreaming but this wasn't one of them. I have had dreams where it is so real I am wondering in the dream if I am dreaming and didn't know I was.
Here is the dream and don't laugh, this is really what happened, I have weird dreams but they are always fun. I never have nightmares except when I am sick. In this dream I was with someone else and we were both on horseback. We were being chased by indians and were riding on a dirt road. It was a western desert type setting. We were going as fast as we could towards town. For some reason I knew that the indians were catching up and were going to catch us before we got to town. As we were riding along we came to a shack on the side of the road. My partner stops his horse, there was no one there. He pulls out his pistol and shoots a wooden box in front of the shack. I remember wondering what the hell is wrong with him stopping when the indians are catching up, and wondering why he shot the box. He puts his pistol away and we continue riding towards town. We go a good ways further and the indians are not too far behind us now but we still have a few miles to go to town. I was thinking they are going to catch us. Then we run into a group of people riding fast towards us from town and we are saved. It is then that I find out why he shot the box. I had no idea until then why he did it.
So why did he do it? Try to come up with a logical answer before you read the spoiler. I find it hard to believe my subconscious can be this subtle without me being aware of it but that is the simplest explanation, but not the only one.
The answer is that the shack was the pump house for the towns water supply and the box was the electrical junction box. When we met up with the people from town they said that the water was shut off so they rode out to investigate. And the guy with me who shot the box was John Wayne.
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