By William Markiewicz

As all the elements contributing to dreams may not be known, incertitude remains. Still dreams constitute a valuable source of information. Digging into complexity may be interesting and useful, like the subconscious giving advice to the dreamer. Some time ago, I was talking with one fellow about Jung and we exchanged our dreams. I'll quote two of them:

The dreamer, peeking from behind a bush, saw a drunk soldier caressing a little girl who seemed to be Chinese. The girl was smiling, unaware of the danger. The soldier fell asleep; the dreamer was determined to save the girl. He approached, took the girl by the hand, and they started to walk. It was dark, certainly late evening, perhaps night. They reached the ocean shore and waited. A boat approached. The silhouette of the standing oarsman was visible. It was like an illustration from a story about Hades. The girl entered the boat. The dreamer wanted to follow but was stopped by somebody who told him: "you are not from the Ocean's country." He tried again and he was stopped with the words "you were told that you are not from the Ocean's country." The boat departed and it was the end of the dream.

Another dream of the same dreamer: Two pits were in front of of him; one was really disgusting, not by its look but by what what it represented; a dorsal carcass of a pig, pink and white, apparently fresh, floated in the certainly putrid water. You could guess the horror below. The second pit, on the left side, was filled with rusty metallic debris, sharp and menacing; you couldn’t survive falling in. Still further to the left extended a landscape of barren dark hills, marked by an infinity of white tracks leading nowhere. What indications could bring those dreams to the dreamer? The three shown solutions equal zero. A question remains: Can there be solutions that didn't show up? And if yes, what they are waiting for? And if no, if "the ocean's country doesn't belong to him" then why did he receive the information and how can it serve him? Even if I have no answer, I feel that the question deserves to be asked.

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