12/01/07

Literally just woke up from a dream twenty minutes ago... Maybe this is just another one.

Bear with me because I know you have a shitty attention span and it takes two seconds for you to get bored and start looking for Britney pics...

Anyways, I dreamt I was in a parking garage... Waiting to get my car since it was valet parking. People whom I really work with at my day job were running this garage and arguing with me about whether or not I paid my parking fee.

One of them sat down with me, and I started singing "Paper And Fire" by John Cougar Mellencamp... He started singing along too and the girl who was running the computer for the parking garage was laughing at this. We were going along....

"Paper and fire"
"Stinking up the ashtray"
"Paper and fire"
"Smoking Up The Alley"
"Whose to say a better uhhhh man should....."

We both screwed up the words at the same time and looked at each other and laughed... Then I woke up.

I sat in bed for a little bit mad at myself for not realizing it was a dream at the point that I saw he only knew as much of the song as I did.

I think my mind knows not to let me in on the fact it's just a dream because (Read my last blog) then I get all bummed out that it's just playland and I'm by myself.

But then I thought about this. If were so intelligent in our dreams to actually create and manifest personalities in other people and give them life and character, then maybe when we move on we could have the ability to manifest our own selves in a multiple of other people's dreams or afterlives... We could be in 20 places at once...

I mean take for example when you dream... You see many different people act differently... That's you making that happen. So you are creating that... If you look into the thought and power even behind that ability then you might have an idea of what your mind would be able to do if you weren't so hellbent on trying to buy a new Honda.

Then again I use my mind to write silly songs and yell at people in a cookie-monster voice.

But when I'm not distracted by the grind... I like thinking about these things.

On that note... Everything is okay now. No highs and no lows... Life Lithium. Waiting for a big adventure at the same time of hoping my whole world doesn't turn to catshit in the blink of an eye. I've mastered being everything people want me to be and secretly dream to myself what I wish would come... That's the best I can do. I'll leave you with a small list of what is keeping me occupied with smiles...

Rice Pudding
From A Basement On A Hill
Brazilian BBQ (HOLY SHIT!!!)
Bhagavad Gita



Have a great holiday!


(Updated December 2nd) My friend Julie sent this... Which was on the money....

>>Robby, I analzye dreams as a hobby so I wanted to help you with it (and add to your philosophical take on them).

It's actually a pretty simple one but incredibly deep nonetheless. Your vehicle always represents just that--your mode of moving around/living. The fact that you were parked means you're at a stand still. The fact that others were in charge of your car and questioning your ability to own/operate it means you're feeling like a bit of a puppet right now in some aspect of your life (sounds like work). They are literally asking you if you "paid your dues." You have to ask yourself how you felt in the garage and with the situation and you'll know whether this situation is a good one for you.

The fact that one of them sat down with you to sing that song is significant b/c he was symbolically joining you on your path. The song is actually very significant as well b/c it's about creating something fragile and watching it be destroyed. You both knew enough lyrics to explain the situation then you both got stuck on the most important part of the chorus (the part that frees you from the judgement of others): "Who's to say the way a man should spend his days?" <<<



She actually nailed it. The person who sat down next to me in the dream was someone I work with who is also in a band, and who was asking me about music and recording last week... So weird how that was the lyric to the song we couldn't get right... I never knew the words till now.