There are things that irritate me; one of them is my memory of some dreams. For example, the following dream I had was very detailed and intense. I know there was far more but I can only recall the last couple of minutes. I’m even unable to recall what type of dream, so I will leave that blank.
Thursday, December 4, 2014; defining my dreams
What I did recall is a black-and-white dream, very rare for me because I always dream in color. Twin girls, brunettes, in the mid thirties maybe. Both identical with their thick frizzy hair, height of about 5′ 6” and around 140 pounds. The three of us were standing in a kitchen while clearing the table just after a meal. We were discussing all the planets and systems we had been visiting recently, which actually had occurred in the dream, one of many parts I do not recall. One of the girls said she was looking forward to visiting Jupiter.
“The pipeline will be opening anytime; we can go then,” said the other. “Will you be going with us?” she asked me.
“No,” I replied, “I have to get ready for work.”
Just then an empty wall on one side of the kitchen became transparent and formed an open portal. On the other side, which seemed to be pretty close, was the planet Jupiter. It was so close, I could only discern the planet because of its red storm. The two women stepped inside the portal on a ledge 4 feet wide. Clasping hands together, their bodies stretched outwardly floating in weightlessness. They continued holding hands as they slowly rotated in a counter-clockwise direction while their bodies gently drifted out into space. No space suits or any other special gear, just tennis shoes, blouses and jeans. I watched until they were only specks, slowly falling down into the gas giant. Just before they were completely out of my vision, the wall replaced the portal and I awoke.