FIVE BALD MEN AND A KANGAROO
I had a dream about five bald men and a kangaroo. They performed acrobatics in a circus ring which was simultaneously the living room of the house where I grew up. The dream happened at both places. I was part of a crowd when the dream’s setting was the circus ring, and sitting on a couch alone when the setting was the living room. The dream’s two settings seemed normal while I was dreaming.
The five bald men looked alike. They were body builders, with bodies shaped like a carrot, and had large handlebar mustaches. The kangaroo looked like a kangaroo, but it could talk.
One of the bald men put his head in the kangaroo’s pouch, and stood up with the kangaroo parallel to the floor. He spun the kangaroo around like a helicopter blade with his head still in the kangaroo’s pouch.
In another stunt, the five bald men stood on each others’ shoulders, and the kangaroo jumped over them landing on its tail.
Their final stunt was more of a magic trick. The five bald men crawled into the kangaroo’s pouch and disappeared. The kangaroo turned to me and said, “Gary, don’t believe everything you see.” And I woke up thinking, The same applies to everything you read.