Space, Nasa, Repeatitive Dreams

In general, I can tell dreams that are predictive in that they go like a slice out of time and are in fact exactly that as I will live out the sequence later. They are linear without skipping from one time or place to another.

Ordinary dreams are not like that, they skip from one location or time to another, frame of reference sometimes changes from first party to third party or vice versa, in general, they are not coherent.

I have some dream themes that occur over and over again, and it is my view that such dreams are something that is subconscious trying to surface and get conscious attention. One such dream that I have involves being in the NASA space program and going to planets that, in the dreams, are part of our solar system, but in reality not known to exist. These are not the sort of dreams that tend to be predictive, they are not fully coherent; but they are extraordinarily focused and repetitive.

The planets involved in these dreams are farther from the Sun than Earth and really should not be receiving enough sunlight to be warm enough for humans, yet, in the dreams I go there and while I find it cold; not so cold that survival is difficult. Also, these planets are inherently dry but not to the point where agriculture is impossible.

The technology to go there is terribly conventional, rockets, and the re-entry on Earth, unpleasant, it's a part of the trip I dread, and in the dreams, I've done it many times before.

The air on these planets, it's thin, but breathable. The size of the planet, about that of our moon, yet the gravity does not feel significantly less than Earth-like.

Native life forms on these planets, not visible; yet, we can grow things there and survive there ourselves. An atmosphere containing enough oxygen to be breathable but not entirely comfortable exists. We can survive without supplementary oxygen but it's not comfortable, like being at a high altitude to which one is unaccustomed.

When I go to these planets, my role there isn't merely scientific, it is one of opening new frontiers for man, planting crops, making the planet livable for humans.

These dreams are recent; I've had an interest in space for as long as I can remember but never sufficient interest to directly attempt to involve myself in a space program, I wouldn't have the level of fitness at this point for it to be viable anyway; and during my waking hours it's not something I even generally contemplate let alone have a strong desire to pursue.

So I am curious why these dreams keep coming up, if they're metaphoric for something I'm just not getting, what is it that wants attention?

There are certainly aspects that parallel a lot of my thoughts and aspirations. I know that human beings are nowhere close to our potential. I know there are technologies that, if we cooperated as a race, could enable us to live in a virtual paradise instead of the near hell that much of the planet is for much of the human race, and it frustrates me to no end that our leaders don't take us down a better path.

But the dreams don't involve these technologies, nor do the planets they do involve exist, at least to the best of my knowledge, so they mostly just puzzle me. I have the sense they are important though, in some way that I can't figure out.