Welcome to the commune podcast. This is Jeff Krasno, and you can probably tell by the silly and ridiculous tone of my voice that this will be a rather light-hearted romp of an episode while still, of course, girded in serious topics like human

consciousness, and I'm tempted to do it in a British accent, but I will spare you.

Do you ever go through phases where you dream consistently and vividly night after night?

Well, I'm in such a chapter of my life currently, and it has

prompted me to excavate the work of Carl Jung and Sigmund Freud. I mean, dreams are fascinating,

sometimes inexplicable, complicated, and on occasion, hilarious. So this episode is an examination of

human consciousness, and I hope it elicits a few laughs along the way.

And I will apologize in advance for the borderline prurient inappropriate account of a recent subconscious flight of fancy.

But I lean on the following disclaimers.

One, my well-publicized 33-year career in monogamy with Skyler should buy me some political capital.

And can I really be held responsible for my unconscious mind?

And lastly, who hasn't had a slightly naughty dream from time to time?

So here we go.

Music naughty dream from time to time. So here we go. The last night in the throes of R.E.M. sleep, I had a dream so ridiculously Freudian that it might banish me for life

to a Victorian velvet couch. I'm not completely confident if the more fitting venue for my

subconscious antics is a psychiatrist's office or the laugh factory, perhaps both. This dream,

like many, reveals the typical wanton desires, ingrained anxieties

and neurotic self-sabotage that lie just beneath the thin veneer of consciousness.

I've simply said it here to the Benny Hill theme song, and I'm dissecting it despite the risk

of some potential personal embarrassment because it provides insight into the

mind's confounding complexity, the nature of attention, and the paradox of being simultaneously

conscious and unaware even within your own subconscious. So here's the scene as it projected in the theater of my cerebral cortex.

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