Dream about William the Conqueror

Last night, I had a dream about William the Conqueror (tommorrow is the opening ceremony of the 2012 London Olympics).

In the dream, I was one of a group of about a half dozen people, that included William the Conqueror. We ran across an open flat area in front of a cliff, while people were shooting at us. Then we climbed the tall cliff to get to the top. The cliff was irregular, almost vertical, it had dark green vegetation of various sorts on it. It was like the storming of Dargai Heights, which I had been reading about earlier this week.

While we were doing this, William the Conqueror was talking to us. He emitted a huge amount of information for every minute he talked; he talked fast. His memory and knowledge were encyclopaedic. He did not have to stop and think before saying knowledgable things, his memory was instantaneous. His voice was like the voice of this guy who appears on US national cable TV and talks in a British accent. His voice was grandfatherly, deep, somewhat gruff, but amiable. His voice could produce relaxation in a coward under fire. Not sure if my memory is right but what I was thinking when I awoke was that his voice was like that of the actor Richard Burton.

The Conqueror spoke of many things, while we were in the process of storming across the plain in front of the cliff and climbing the cliff. Unfortunately, I do not now remember most of the things that he said. All I remember was that at one point he asserted that men had a small penis like thing, other than the penis, somewhere in their torso; I think he said that this thing was in the area of the scrotum. He said that this thing was bigger in some men than in others.

Are Beach Boys & I really cousins?

Re the dream about the Beach Boys, in which it was either common knowledge that I and them were cousins, or one of them said we were cousins, I can now verify that the Beach Boys and myself are both according to the charts, descended from Charlemagne.

When I had the dream, I did not know this, all I knew was that: I was according to charts descended from Euro-royalty and so were they; their ancestors and my ancestors followed the same intra-American migration pattern and resembled each other closely in certain ways.

The Beach Boys were descended from John of Brienne, King of Jerusalem. John of Brienne was the great-grandson of Erard I, Count of Brienne, who was a descendant of Charlemagne.

Similarly, I am according to the charts, through my mother's father, a direct descendant of William the Conqueror through the Conqueror's daughter Saint Adela, & William the Conqueror was descended from Charlemagne.

Beyond that, the Beach Boys and myself are both descended from contemporaneous Kansas plumbers. The Kansas plumber who was a Beach Boys ancestor and the one who was my ancestor, both had ancestors who followed the same migration pattern, from Massachusetts to Pennsylvania to Ohio to Kansas. This combines with the fact that the Beach Boys and myself have ancestors with the same name-- for example, The Beach Boys and myself both have ancestors surnamed Adams.

It would take even a highly skilled genealogist much time to ferret out all the possible connections between Beach Boys ancestry and my ancestry.

As of now, I lack information re the ancestry of my mother's mother, who, I've been told, was of aristocratic ancestry, more aristocratic than my mother's father.

Above and beyond the Charlemagne connection, suffice it to say, that given that the Beach Boys and myself are both descended from Kansas plumbers whose ancestors followed the same migration pattern, there exists a cultural similarity that in and of itself could produce as much of a sense of kinship as biological connection.