So, in the midst of my “black world of funk” miasma of the soul, I had a dream this morning.
It was about rich people living in Nice, France. Now, I dunno, the dreamasters could be making a play on the Nice and Rich in France, or France being representative of the elite and wealthy of the world.
What I saw in my dream is that they were loaded down with gold, silver, and cash. And they were eating it. My Dream Jeanie told me that they should be flushing that money down the toilet so it could be put to good use.
“I don’t understand,” I said, “Why would you want to flush money down the toilet?”
Dream Jeanie pointed at the rich again and I saw that they were in actuality, eating shit. They had so much money that it was as useful as shit. How about that for a dream interpretation?
“Why?” I asked.
“Because,” said Dream Jeanie, “The time is coming where their money will not sustain them. If they eat shit, they get sick and die. So they had better start donating and giving instead of getting sick and septic.”
Make sense, yah?
