Dreamblog – Stranded on Mars

I found myself on Mars with an acquaintance.  I knew it wasn’t the moon but it was even closer to the Earth than the moon is.  We could see Africa and I recognized the Sahara Desert.

As we wandered around we came upon what looked like a bunch of dead people.  There was a group of emaciated bodies sitting in a circle.  Their eyes were open but they didn’t move.  Their skin was burned and shiny so I was sure they were dead.  As I got closer they started moving.  They had been sitting there so long that they were not even seeing anymore. Our presence snapped them out of their trance.

We told them about how our spacecraft lifted off by itself after we got out.  We were stranded there just like them.

Read more of my dreams.

Dreamblog – The Jewish Party

I was at my brother’s house where he raised fish for sale.  I was helping him feed the fish and take care of the tanks.  There was one tank that I just finished feeding when I noticed a sign that said do not feed, religious fish.  Meaning the fish were not supposed to eat in order to stay kosher or something.

I was hoping nobody would notice but his wife came along and started picking the food off the surface of the water.  My brother was furious with me for ruining the whole tank of fish.  I felt like an idiot.

A lot of people started arriving and it turned into a party.  It was obviously a Jewish celebration with the music and dancing.  I was walking through the kitchen when I found a man and his wife following me.  The man put his hand in my back pocket and followed me as I walked.  I figured it was some kind of weird Jewish custom so I didn’t totally freak out.  It was still very bizarre.

I’m not Jewish and only know one Jewish person.  I kind of like the Jewish people because they are so family oriented and have customs and traditions.  I have nothing.  I never know what my dreams will turn up.

 

 

Dreamblog – My Brother’s Suicide

vcmtrkWarning: Disturbing.

My brother must have had some kind of terminal disease or something.  He came into the room where we were sitting and took something or did something that would keep him from breathing.  He was fine at first but then started freaking out before collapsing on the floor.  Everyone got up and walked away leaving his body right there.

They started going through all his belongings and fighting over who was going to get what.  I walked away and felt tears running down my cheeks thinking about how nobody even cared about him.

I walked over to an area that looked like some kind of band stand.  Some kind of guard was standing there in a marching band uniform and handed me a flower on a super long stem.  I reached for a stack of plastic chairs so I could sit down.  A truck had pulled up and used a large rubber tube to suck up his body.  It got stuck and the vacuum ripped his body apart.  Black goo flew everywhere including on me.  I went to a puddle of water in the street to wash some of it off.  There were fish in the puddle.

That was one of my more disturbing dreams.  Usually they are just weird.  I wonder if it is some kind of reflection of my psyche.  I imagine my brother was actually me.

Read more of my dreams.

 

Dreamblog – Surfing the Earth

srfatmI haven’t blogged my dreams very often lately.  Mostly because they are so bizarre and indescribable.  This time it was worth writing down.

I was on the space shuttle getting ready for reentry.  As we began to touch the upper atmosphere, I was suddenly outside with a board strapped to my feet.  It was not like a surf board.  It was more square and thin like a piece of plywood.

There was a lot of turbulence and it took all my effort to keep the board ahead of me so I would not be burned by the heat of re-entry.  The shuttle was nearby but getting ahead of me.  As I did my best to keep my balance the shuttle eventually disappeared ahead of me leaving a trail of smoke and fire.  I worried that if I didn’t keep up with it I would end up landing somewhere on earth that nobody would find me.   I angled the board for best aerodynamics without getting burned.  I wondered what it was made of to keep it from burning to a crisp.

I entered the lower atmosphere and had slowed down to a nominal speed.  I imagined that it would be better to land on water than hard ground so I did my best to find a lake or ocean.  The shuttle was long gone so I was on my own.  I saw a lake that seemed to be in my trajectory so I steered towards it.   I didn’t want to land in the middle or it could be a long swim so I adjusted to end up near the shore.  I came in fast and skipped across the water until ending up right near the bank where a large group of people was cheering me on and helped me out of the water.

Well.  That was different.

Read more of my dreams.

 

Dreamblog – Can’t find my music!!!

msngmskWith my community band Spring Concert just a few days away it’s no wonder I’m having this dream.

The concert started and we finished the first song.  I put it away and reached for the second piece but it wasn’t there.  The band started playing and I was frantically searching my folder for the pages I needed.  Nothing!

The third song started and still I had no music.  My solo was coming up.  Did I have it memorized?  NO!

SHIT!

Finally I woke up before things got really bad.  It was one of those dreams where you say to yourself out loud, “That sucked!”

A few days later…

OMG it almost came true!   The concert was going on and we were playing a piece with a big solo coming up.  I turned the page and…it was missing!!!  Panicked, I flipped through the remaining sheets but couldn’t identify it.  I was having a major flashback and freaking out.  No.  I didn’t have it memorized.  I was screwed!  I hoped to god that the 2nd chair player had the same part.  She did!   I reached over and turned her stand a little bit toward me.  She knew what happened.  I was just in time to start playing the solo.  Whew!  That would have sucked most royally.  Between pieces, I continued my search and found it hiding inside another song.  That’s what nightmares are made of.

I don’t usually have prophetic dreams but this one was spot on.

Read more of my dreams.

Dreamblog – Global Thermonuclear War

gtwI was down in the bunker of a missile silo and war was eminent.  Tensions were high.

I transmitted the launch codes to the other silos as the General paced behind me.  We watched the monitors for incoming missiles.

Suddenly we saw the traces streaking across the screen.  The General yelled out, “FIRE!”  I repeated his command.  The technician at the next console repeated after me and pressed the big red button.  There was a roar as the missile launched into the air then silence.

We all sat there waiting as the traces on the monitor showed the enemy missiles approaching.  Suddenly we heard a large explosion and felt the ground shake around us.

It was the end.

I woke up feeling disappointed that it wasn’t real.

Read more of my dreams.

Dreamblog – Zoning Out

It was the first song in our community band concert and I had a big solo.  The director counted off Begin the Beguine and the song started.  Right after the intro there was a short vamp and I totally zoned out.  I heard the vamp before the solo going on and listened intently hoping they would keep it together and on time.  It went on a few times and I started to feel that something was missing.  Oh Shit.  I have a solo here. I looked up at the director who was frantically trying to get my attention.  I waited for it to come around again to start playing and woke up.

I seem to always wake up when things get real.  I guess that could be a good thing.  It protects me from dream harm both mental and physical.

I thought about it for a few minutes wondering whether the band would actually be waiting for me by playing the vamp over and over until I started or if it just went on for a while in the background and they would have continued counting the measures coming in as usual.  Probably the latter.  The former would take too much thought and sudden special attention.

Read more of my dreams.