As stated in an earlier blog, I don’t typically remember my dreams. However, I’ve had the same one (or variations of it) for several nights in a row.
I meet an old friend at a nice, upscale bar. I recall it being very brown in color. She had put on weight- about 100 lbs- and was lamenting about this. I remember, even in the dream, that she would do that even if she hadn’t gained weight.
After a few drinks, we go next door (literally) to what I can only describe as a shanty-town amusement park. All the rides were twisted versions of other things. You know that spinning-plate-on-the-stick trick? Imagine you on the plate except the “plate” is an old, stained mattress and the “stick” is a 50-ft pole. Weird-ass, dangerous crap like that.
Things progress along these lines for a while when there is a sudden sharp switch.
We and the other park attendees are fighting alien invaders which are dressed like the stormtroopers from Spaceballs. I remember a part where I was hiding with several other attendees and a human-sized anthropomorphic potato when one of the troopers came upon us. I hulked-up, grabbed the trooper by his face, lifted him off the ground, and slammed his head into the wooden floor (for some reason, I recall we were not on the ground floor). While he was down, I grabbed his helmet (which was strapped to his head) and twisted it 180. Then I picked up one of those brass stands that velvet ropes attach to and piledrove it into his groin as hard as possible. The potato-man looked at me and said in a quiet, calming voice, “I think you got him.”
I remember little snippets like that.
I can’t help to wonder what Sigmund Freud would make of my dreams :)
7 years ago
2 comments:
Well, let me take out my Freud Home Analysis Kit.
I would say the friend represents your youth. Her weight gain symbolizes the trials and tribulations that may have transpired between then and now. Hence the lamenting. She meets you at an upscale bar, perhaps a hint to your current success. But then what happens next? Just next-door resides "Crack Town." This place is a reminder of the path your life may have taken had you not grown up per se. The battle at the end is against icons of your youth--as you move into your mid-thirties you find yourself becoming nostalgic for these icons. By defeating them in essence you are defeating your own mortality. I have no idea about that potato character. Maybe it's your Irish heritage creeping in.
Okay, my ass hurts from all that pulling.
-Spaceman's Hairdo
its no wonder that your mind blocks your dreams from you... it's trying to protect your sanity and to keep you from being viewed as a total nutcase and ridiculed for fighting off aliens and potato people.
it was probably just overloaded recently, and let this one squeek by.
you should be glad you don't remember them regularly.
: )
-NosePicker
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