Friday, May 18, 2007
always on my mind/no more war (read it--not what you think)
last night I had a strange dream (well I had several actually; I chalk it up to the two giant bowls of ice cream I gluttoned myself with during the evening hours). In this dream I was with a group of people and their families, most notably1980's Willie Nelson, and we were together in a large white building with many staircases and windows and Germans at the time of the Fall of the Berlin Wall. And it was Christmas. my group was not a part of the other, larger crowd, ze Germans. We were a little scared, and scattered all over the large white building. but with the Wall coming down we were all relieved.
Now I know these events didn't happen at the same time, but hey I've never met 1980's Willie Nelson. What's weird though is that the dream ended with me going around the building, trying to locate my friends and their families to make sure everyone was ok, and I was giving them the "all-clear" speech to indicate that whatever it was for us was over; and that also it was now Christmas morning. Of course, for dramatic purposes 1980's Willie was the last of our group to be found. He was with his family in a large hidden area underneath a staircase. When I found him he was standing off to the side, smiling and watching his kids. I asked around and finally was directed towards under the stairs. Around us everyone was celebrating the end of the Cold War. 1980's Willie saw me come in and walked over to me, smiling. Wearing a Santa Claus costume. Red felt.
Now here's where it gets weird. About this time I woke up. I had to pee or something. I had to pee like three times last night, what was the deal? Must have been the melted ice cream. Anyways. I woke up but wanted to finish the dream. So I was semi-awake lying in bed refusing to get up and piss until I finished my dream. So I created in my mind the conversation between myself and 1980's Willie Nelson. I told him that it was all clear, that the war was over. He smiled patted me on the shoulder and nodded and said "Yeah, yeah I know." And then he went back to watching his children play! It was awesome.
I stood there and watched for a moment also, and then started back out from his hiding place under the stairs, back out into the...
then I forced myself out of bed and over to the bathroom.
that's it. good to know that I'm still creative. any place as an outlet for my creativity is better than no place. even if it is my dreams. ¶ 5/18/2007 08:02:00 AM
Now I know these events didn't happen at the same time, but hey I've never met 1980's Willie Nelson. What's weird though is that the dream ended with me going around the building, trying to locate my friends and their families to make sure everyone was ok, and I was giving them the "all-clear" speech to indicate that whatever it was for us was over; and that also it was now Christmas morning. Of course, for dramatic purposes 1980's Willie was the last of our group to be found. He was with his family in a large hidden area underneath a staircase. When I found him he was standing off to the side, smiling and watching his kids. I asked around and finally was directed towards under the stairs. Around us everyone was celebrating the end of the Cold War. 1980's Willie saw me come in and walked over to me, smiling. Wearing a Santa Claus costume. Red felt.
Now here's where it gets weird. About this time I woke up. I had to pee or something. I had to pee like three times last night, what was the deal? Must have been the melted ice cream. Anyways. I woke up but wanted to finish the dream. So I was semi-awake lying in bed refusing to get up and piss until I finished my dream. So I created in my mind the conversation between myself and 1980's Willie Nelson. I told him that it was all clear, that the war was over. He smiled patted me on the shoulder and nodded and said "Yeah, yeah I know." And then he went back to watching his children play! It was awesome.
I stood there and watched for a moment also, and then started back out from his hiding place under the stairs, back out into the...
then I forced myself out of bed and over to the bathroom.
that's it. good to know that I'm still creative. any place as an outlet for my creativity is better than no place. even if it is my dreams. ¶ 5/18/2007 08:02:00 AM
