Message in a bloggle

No one here but me-o..

Sending out an SOS!

Just before I awoke, I had a dream about the bands of my coming into adulthood generation...
the dream brushed upon those that had died and then a fictional front man that had supposedly died and I was walking down a sunny sidewalk with my head down kicking rocks singing one of his songs==walking on the mooo-Oon, walking on the mooo-Oon, walking on the moon in south defective....the south defective part isn't right, but it sounded kinda like that...===
The dream gave me a sense that there were bands of that time that I didn't know, either not very well or not at all, and needed to explore...The Verve came to mind.  I only know Bittersweet Symphony and I always liked it when it came on the radio.  But before that I had to listen to Walking on the Moon by The Police....then hell, why not put on the whole damn album?  Message in a bottle sums up the feeling of social distancing and quarantine and escape from coronavirus.

The other day I was outside listening to the birds and thinking this song== Feed the Bir-irds!  Don't they know it's Coronavirus?===  Sung to the tune of Do they know it's Christmas time?  by Band Aid, which included Sting...and Simone Le Bon...I guess Bobby Boomtown has a new one out.  Maybe he should run for president of the world?



I first posted this song on this blog when I found out I was having a boy:


The song that started this whole post.

Some may say,
I'm wishing my days away
No way
And if it's the price I pay
Some say,
Tomorrow's another day
to stay,
I may as well play

(keep it up)

Ee-O, yo yo yo

Heigh-ho Holly

I had a dream of holly
I pruned the bush just right
Holly for protection and overcoming anger
Heigh-ho Holly Heigh-ho!

crane dream

Ok a lot of stuff went on in my dream so I might not remember everything.  The fact that I had such a vivid dream makes me happy that I may have received some decent sleep...if those two things correlate.  I still slept in terrible positions, so I'm not entirely rested.  Thanks to my 23 month old, I'm running on nearly two years of interrupted sleep.  Not kidding, not one fucking night of sleeping all the way through.  My son had at the very least 100 days by now and obviously that is not great either.  I'm a breeder of sleepless babies.  Anyway, my dream:

I don't remember why..maybe it was a storm or a flood...can't grasp it yet, but two large owls, a large..eagle? and some other birds or animals were in trees outside my home-that really wasn't my home, but kind of had a slight feel of my childhood home.  I was calling for my husband to look at them without being loud so I wouldn't scare the animals away even though the windows were closed.
I never summoned him.
I connected with him later and while I was telling him about the experience, we noticed atop an enormous tree was another bird that looked pretty large, but was hard to tell because of the distance and the enormity of the tree.  I said something like, "See, like that" indicating my story about the other birds in the tree right outside the window.
As we looked up, trying to identify the bird, the bird moved and began to take flight.  My husband said something like "I think it's a crane." and then we noticed the size was much larger than the cranes we are used to seeing.  I said something like "It's a great white crane!"(it was a sandhill crane) with much excitement.  The human sized crane flew up and then down towards us as we took in it's markings and beauty.

Then the crane turned into a human with wings and flew around and landed.  The crane human may have nodded or indicated something positive towards us.. yes!  I remember her giving us a double thumbs up. I may have given a double thumbs up first and she reciprocated??  Seems familiar.
Anyway...way cool dream.

Whoa!  I can't believe I found this pic!

Creme De Mentia

What if you let your mother do your make-up?
What if she made you look almost exactly like a Russian Nesting doll?
What if when you took the make-up off you saw that she had plucked your eyebrows into thin rainbows?
How did you not feel her plucking?!
You are so pissed because you hardly had eyebrows to begin with and have spent years cultivating the poor things.

Ah, the night brought strange dreams and dusted snow.

I wonder why I thought that when I was a kid I had such promise. Sometimes I look back and think, what happened? Lately, I see that I was exactly the same then as I am now. A lazy daydreamer. So now, no more wondering what happened and why I didn't set the world on fire.

I am envious of people that can take the music that pops up inside them and construct it on the outside. I have a cranky synth bit stuck in a cranial crevasse. I still pine for a moog and vibraphones. I need echo-y chimes to bounce off my skin.

I am envious of people who work in radio. I am a child that pouts. I know that's not right so I'm in constant parent mode shushing, wagging finger, soft chides to soothe the tantrum. I love my daydreams and I hate them. They aren't helping, but I'm addicted. Little drug, little drug. I like to get my brain high. If I don't stop I will foster dementia.

Unicorn Dream

I actually had unicorns in my dream a couple nights ago. A unicorn with its unicorn foal (what are unicorn babies called?). Here's the dream:

The adult unicorn runs toward me. I am afraid, but the peculiar horse just swiftly rides by and takes a deep lap in the clearing. The baby unicorn comes up to me and rolls on its back to show me its tummy. I nervously look over my shoulder at the adult unicorn. I don't want it to get mad that I am near its baby. My face shows my discomfort. The adult unicorn runs back towards us and as it passes me it turns its head and gives me a cartoon look, as if saying, Is everything okay? I say, "Oh, he's fine." Then both unicorns turn into male humans with crystal blue eyes and white blond hair. They are good and polite. The adult magical man/unicorn, in reflecting on his child, tells me, "I will never finish what I started." Knowing that he is saying his life will expire before his child's, with a look of sympathy, I nod my head and tell him, "That's good."

Tiger or Squirrel dream

two tigers
in a huddle
a squirrel
is motionless,
then moves.
one tiger
chases the
squirrel.
up the
tree goes
the squirrel
up the tree
goes the
tiger.
the squirrel
feels free
at a certain
height, yet
the tiger
surprises the
squirrel in
reaching the
squirrel's point
of freedom
much flurry
and the squirrel
bounds to
escape

Freaky Dream

I was in a class. Etan and Mayhew were in the class too. I had to sit by obnoxious boys, while Etan and Mayhew got to sit together across the room. One boy kept touching me and I kept telling him not to touch me--making a scene to draw attention to this debacle so the teacher would make him stop. Then I ended up being in a back yard. Suddenly, enormous raccoons and other animals I can't remember were running towards me then bounding past me. I walked towards where they were running from. My mom was there. My mom said that there was a baby bear by the fence. I couldn't see it at first, then it became visable. The back yard was my mom's back yard, but not really. Then I was inside my mom's house that really wasn't her house. The baby bear was in there and I felt safe to try to pet it, since I knew the mother bear wasn't in the house. Next, I'm in another class. I don't remember anyone I know being there. Somehow some huge Asian looking man or beast of a man was lying on the floor like a skin puddle and ate Bjork's head, then ate her body right in front of the class. One boy was trying to escape and I followed him. We both were pushing through all of these unecessary obstacles. We escaped and ran out into the night, down a shadowy, grassy hill and onto lighted streets. I was back in class again. I was worried and didn't want to be there. The teacher was trying to consol us. I told her that I really liked Bjork. She kind of laughed lovingly as if saying, I know you did. I felt an urgency to get out of class. I told the teacher that I was leaving. She was trying to dissuade me, but then said, "They keep telling me a man is in the hall waiting and I keep asking them what man? What man?!" That was it. I was leaving. My sisters, Nilya and Therimew happen to be in the class this time. I grabbed them and we all left. We found out later that the teacher had been eaten by the man beast. Then I was at my house that really wasn't my house. Etan, Mayhew, Therimew and I were in the T.V. room. I was worried and felt like this creature was coming after me. We were all standing up and pacing around. Mayhew grabbed a silver necklace with a asian style pendant that was hanging by a nail on the wall. That necklace had something to do with the man beast. I grabbed it from him and took another amulate type thing, I think it was a pentagram, and went into the living room to place the items together on the floor. As soon as I did that, I looked out the window to see a man in a black hooded monk-style gown walking, almost floating, very fast up our street. I watched him turn up our driveway. He began knocking on the door. I was sure I was doomed. He knew we were in the house. He had a key! He began to unlock it, but then his action waned and he left. He was giving me a message that he could come and get me anytime. Not this time, though. I ran into the T.V. room to tell the others that he had a key. Apparently, this was modus operandi for this man beast, because after I said, "He had a key!," Etan said in affirmation, "That's just the thing." As that is what the others reported before they were eaten.

wierd dream & other thoughts

As dreams go, well they fade in and out, I will try to convey my dream from last night:
I was looking out the window at my car--but my car was like some kind of weird robot space car that was too tiny for me to get in--my thoughts in looking at the car were that it must grow when I ever I get in it....Then, my car turned into a big black cat--but a weird looking cat and the cat started rubbing it's face against the window I was looking out of. Then a dog came up to the window and I started thinking that the cat really kind of looked like a dog. I started to believe that they were cousin species and then they merged into one animal.

other thoughts:
I was having a hard time sharing the world with people today. Then I realized that I could probably share the planet with these people if it weren't for cars. I feel like a child who thinks that the world revolves around them. All of these people are hindering me--I need to get moving. Just when I thought that the car thing was the problem, I realized that I didn't like the layout of the road--it made a bottleneck and wasn't very effecient for moving cars in an orderly fashion. The names of some of these companies that they adorn themselves with are all wrong--I could come up with a better name. Why is this sign here--it looks so tacky. I want to design the world. How can I do this alone--especially since I can't seem to design my own environment. It's not up to me to police the world and it takes more than one person to make things efficient and pleasing. I think what I really want is to be able to roam the country unhindered. It's the volume of people that is the problem, but then again can people be measured by volume?

I feel like Andy Rooney: I'm a child as stated in the above rant. I think it's important to keep childlike qualities as an adult, but there has to be a safe way to do it. To hold tenaciously to childhood probably makes a feeble mind when you're old. Don't daydream too much, but don't lose the wonder. I guess that will be a good maxim to follow for today.