Note: The name of the boy in the dream below has been changed to protect his and his family’s identity and privacy. The dream occurred on a Tuesday morning on the 25th of August 2026.

The Dream

I work outside sitting on and operating a round, red riding lawnmower in a huge grassy area with scattered trees. Boxwood bushes cluster nearby. The machine is a mix of old and futuristic tech. I sit back in an open, throne-like chair operating it like a bulldozer as there’s no tractor-like steering wheel. The machine is painted a bright, crimson red covered in dust, grass clippings, and other mowing debris. The chrome metal parts gleam in the sunlight. The mower looks like the old, red, saucer-shaped one my great-uncle Aumon used to operate back on the family farm in the 1970s and 80s. Except the throne-chair is highly futuristic and appears to be a replica of the Captain’s Chair aboard the Starship Enterprise in the Star Trek mythos. Otherwise the rubber-handled levers for operating caterpillar tracks like on a bulldozer sat to my immediate right and left. Felt I could fly away if truly urgent. Indeed, a nanosecond of recognition as a UFO in disguise flashed thru my mind. Continue reading →