Tangents of a Quantum Mechanic: June 2006

Friday, June 23, 2006

Puff is coming to take me away...

So Ok, this must be the week for really disturbing dreams. I was in a resturant or somewhere...dream... hello...but there was a couch I was standing next to. I saw through the window a cloud formation coming towards me. It was vaguely dragon shaped. I noticed it was getting bigger and getting more defined. I had the choice between running or staying and waiting for something to happen. Apparently my lizard brain named chicken little decided I needed to dive between the couch and the wall. I struggled to cover myself with this measly blanket...my leg was still uncovered. I heard the dragon beastie getting closer and I knew it was now in the room. Cowering under the sheet, I could hear it's breath and deperately hoped it would not notice me.

Now remember, this is not your garden variety fire breathing snarling demonic dragon...no no no...this was a fluffy Puff the Magic Dragon / Falcore from the Never Ending Story type dragon. I suddenly feel this cold wet nose on the back of my leg and... I shit you not... I screamed like a little girl. I jumped up and scrambled out from the couch and high tailed it out of the resturant. My lizard brain thought I was about to become kitty food. I ran down the street still screaming my head off. I was fumbling with my cell phone trying to find a friend's phone number. Ok, now imagine running in terror screaming like a little girl and you tell me how easily you scroll through your cell phone menu options.
Well, I couldn't find the damn thing and I knew his phone number was in there. If only I could call him...he would know how to deal with this dragon...I forced my reality to make his number appear on the screen...thank goodness for my mad lucid dreaming skills...and I got the phone to ring. A man with a deep gruff voice answered with a grumpy hello and that's it...I wake up. Of course I'm freaked at this point trying to figure out if someone is attacking me in my apartment...nope...house is clear...no spirits...wards and shields are still intact...cat is sound asleep...it was just me.

So anyone who knows me is going to giggle their asses off...one...I don't scream and run when dragons are chasing me...two...I am part dragon...three...what the hell is puff doing in my dreams. I think I need a dream analyst on retainer...I would make for a great dream study experiment ;)

I'm a Material Girl...

It seems like 2006 is a good year to revealuate our connections to our stuff...gotta let go of that rope around my neck...its weighing me down.
My Goodwill pile is growing. This is a good thing, but it makes me think why I had all this crap in the first place. Why are we so dammed materialistic? I've been helping people move out of their homes lately and I've seen the mother of all clutter and not just dust but Son of Dust, so I don't feel too bad. So whats my aversion to having excess?
I see people with more stuff than you could shake a stick at, with food to last them months stored in their pantries, and more keepsake junk and collectables than you can fit in one room. Is this my fear of commitment... fight or flight reflexes from living in California? Or is it the impending doom I feel for the future...can't get too bogged down with all of this...gotta be ready for the next big global crisis.
Had a dream awhile back that this red haired mermaid in a swimming pool in a basement in my dream told me I didn't need a college degree to get where I needed to be. I should travel and in the distance someone yelled out "Hondo" and my mind transported me to a Tibetan Siam type festival and I was climing a rock face looking out toward a bridge.
So I looked up Hondo online. Its the name of a town in Texas...hmmm. Its also a John Wayne movie. Its also where Agent Pierce tells the special ops agent to take the body of Nasato from the TV show Roswell...again I think it is in reference to the town in Texas. Other than that I'm not sure what it means, but it was pretty damn loud in my dream...I think it was what woke me up. Could just be the smatterings of my brain.