symbioidlj | (no subject)

two crazy fucking dreams last night:

1) I was in some sort of dis-inhabited space between normal reality and viewing on television, the infamous(formerly CIA backed) terrorist Osama bin-Laden. He was standing in front of a plane, as if he had just gotten off(a small private jet) It seemed that someone was asking questions of him, like a reporter, but it wasn't clear and he never responded. He just smiled in that disarming smile of his. Come on, admit it, he may be a mass murdering evil prick, but he's so fucking cute... If you see him, he always appears so serene. Disturbingly so. I've never figured out why. Maybe it's some sort of meditative state? Anyways, I followed him as he went into a small souvenir shop(strangely, I had somehow "phased in" to the half-real reality, and was now fully immersed in the dream)... Inside, carrying his backpack behind him, he picked up some sort of hello kitty memento. Not necessarily hello kitty, but cute and pink like that. And he was very happy about purchasing some of these.

2) I was sitting in a room with Matt Koester. Matt was our old guitar player who killed himself a couple years ago. I think this may be relevant due to the fact of Tony's having had a conversation with our old friend Bill Hegnet, who also committed suicide in 98 in his dream. In my dream, we sat and talked, and I think I was somewhat aware that he was dead, and in some ways he alluded to it, though not clearly, IIRC. He had mentioned his ex-girlfriend, Irene. It was quite difficult, because Irene was blamed by his parents for period of time(I doubt they still do) for his death. He was despondent and had been in therapy and on medications for quite some time, and they had broken up earlier that year. Our band was already disbanded by that time for a couple years. Anyways, back to the dream. As he was sitting there, talking about Irene, and her possible role in his death(not literally, just emotionally) He slowly morphed into a female which was somewhat reminiscent of Irene. His clothes became ragged. And he was lying on the ground, fairly nude at this point, and I made out with this Irene/Matt. As if some sort of temptress lay before me. It was a quite visual experience, and very disturbing.

And I awoke. I may post more on our date yesterday(Rosemary and I make it a point to have a date once a month to make sure we have special time set aside for our relationship, so we don't just get stuck in the humdrum of normal activity)... We watched "A Beautiful Mind" and I highly recommend it, more on it later...