Blue_Opossum

Morning of October 12, 2015. Monday.



In my dream, I had been reading an article and make a note of the names Ken Curtis and Amanda Blake (the names of which stand out and do not become distorted as is often the case with words changing when looking back again at what you have read previously). Over time, my dream shifts into a scenario relating to filming a television show.

In the episode, apparently of “Gunsmoke”, Miss Kitty (who looks like Amanda Blake at this point) is kidnapped by horse thieves. Along the way, she keeps giving them important advice on which direction to go and when to feed the horses. She does not seem to be in any real danger. She seems very concerned that the horses are well-treated and healthy.

Later, I realize that I am Ken Curtis (though look like myself, though younger, perhaps around thirty-five) and my wife Zsuzsanna is Amanda Blake (though also looks like herself at this point). An unknown female “recognizes” us and understands that they or we are the “most famous people ever”. This is even in regards to my dream’s false back story where the two celebrities apparently were only in a few episodes of a television show rather than their actual lifelong careers. I am not exactly sure of how the nature of “our” fame came about.

Also, as Ken Curtis, I can heal people that just come into the same room. One person is grateful for how I healed their back problems.

From here, people come to see us now and then, but not much else happens. I suppose what is even more amusing is that any thought of Matt Dillon (James Arness) is completely nonexistent. I have absolutely no memory of him in my dream at any point and he never appears in any way, even though he was actually the star of “Gunsmoke”. Now this is what I call true selective memory in the dream state and wonder how it is even possible. Before I fell asleep, I was absentmindedly focused on dreams from 1966 up until now, though kind of shifting randomly all over the place.

This is also intriguing because, in both cases, no two people could be so different from us. In both cases, at least the characters they played are nearly the opposite in every way to how we are.

My sister Marilyn did meet Ken Curtis in real life years ago though, when he had his makeup on and such and gave her an autographed photograph as his Festus character.

Ken Curtis: July 2, 1916-April 28, 1991

Amanda Blake: February 20, 1929-August 16, 1989