Month: October 2012

  • I had a dream

    I have weird dreams. Most of the time, I wake up and the dream quickly fades although I remember it being weird. Sometimes, when I do remember them, there are people I don't know but for some reason, we're acting like best friends. Other times it's people I do know doing things that are out of character.

    My dreams come in colour, black and white and in some cases, repeats - I'm like summer television sometimes. I can recall having the same dream a number of time and knowing it is a dream inside the dream, then trying to change the outcome but that never works. I do remember when I was kid, if a dream started to scare me, I would roll over in the dream and cover my head with a blanket and the dream would end.

    Anyway, let me share.

    Last night I had one of my weird dreams and it hasn't faded away. I'm not a dream interpreter so I have no idea if there is any hidden meaning in any of it.

    Like most of my dreams, it started out simply enough - it was raining hard and the back yard of my house, which is on the top of a hill, was starting to flood from the rain but the houses around mine which are lower weren't. Even though the hill runs down to the street, the water wasn't running away. It just slowly got higher but there was a lot of water rushing out of the runoff pipe in the street. I looked under the house and the water level was rising under there as well, but again, not running off.

    Then things changed. It wasn't raining anymore and I was at another house that I didn't recognise in front of a garage by myself. I looked up and a guy that has recently stopped talking to me walked up to me and said I should kiss him so I did and he smiled and sat down on a chair that appeared from nowhere and started talking like we were good friends (I don't remember what he said though). Then the uncle of another friend, who I haven't seen in years, appeared and introduced himself to the guy for no reason.

    Now it gets really weird.

    Out of the blue, the actor who played "Urkel" in that old TV show walked out of the garage and they guy looked at him and said "You're gay" to him and "Urkel" said "why yes I am" and then he hugged me.

    The scene changed again and I was in a kebab shop somewhere. The kids of one of the instructors from the gym were all working behind the counter and another customer in the shop was a mutual friend of ours. My instructor friend came into the shop and looked at me and our mutual friend and suggested that we both leave since her husband was coming over. I got annoyed at this and made a point of talking to him when he did arrive.

    Then I woke up.

    Honestly, it makes no sense to me whatsoever, but that's the sort of thing that happens to me regularly. Random people, random (and ridiulous) situations. In this case, I knew everyone in the dream - a rarity. Spookily, there are times I will dream something and a while later, a similar portion of that scenario will happen in real life but make sense. Someone once suggested that in those cases, the present was giving me a false memory somehow, but I don't think the mind works that way - I could easily have some minor psychic ability or just be imagining it.

    I am open to suggestions.....

  • The eyes have it

    Greetings dear reader,

    There are a couple of physical attributes on people that I have a preference for over anything else - red hair and eyes. I bet you thought I was going to say something rude...

    I like red hair because it's different to what we are normally exposed to and people who have red hair, generally have freckles which I also like (red haired child with freckles? Oh gimme gimme gimme!!!). Also, I would have loved to have been born a ginger myself but, unfortunately, my genes are too imperfect for that.

    Despite my love of red hair, I am really into peoples eyes. You can show me a one armed man with a prosthetic hook, and I'll look at his eyes long before I notice he's wielding a potentially lethal piece of arm candy.

    I like eyes for a couple of reasons. Some come in amazing colours, some are shaped either just right or totally wrong for the face they are on but my biggest love of eyes is because they are probably the only part of a person in which you can see the truth of who they are. If you're not looking at someone while they are talking, they will find it easy to lie to you - look into the persons eyes when they are telling the same lie, and you'll know right away what's going on. It's even easier if they're avoiding looking at you - don't believe a word of what's being said if the speaker can't even look at you while they're saying it. I know when I used to lie to my parents, I never looked directly at them.

    There is a saying that goes "the eyes are the window to the soul". Since I don't actually believe in souls, I'll say that "eyes are the window into the person" instead. It may sound a bit out there, but even if I see a photo of someones face, I can generally tell if they are a good or bad person. I remember looking at a photo that I took of a friends nephew and I commented that he must be the evil child of the family - my friend was surprised I saw it but confirmed my conclusion.

    Sometimes, I think people are blind to what they see in a persons eyes because they concentrate on other aspects of them. For instance, someone entering into a new relationship might be more concerned about the physical appearance of their new partner or the physical side of the relationship rather than looking deeper into who that person is. A guy/girl might have a great body, a good sense of humour and the same interests as you, but if the eyes are all helter skelter, they might be one to avoid.

    Sometimes I wonder what people see in my eyes. Without blowing my own trumpet, I know I am generally a good person so I hope that shows. Of course, sometimes I'm angry and I'm pretty sure that shows when I am in that particular zone. What about when I'm feeling down? Do people see that even though I try to give the impression that everything is alright?

    I don't see what's behind my eyes because I don't need to. I already know everything there is to know about me. I do need to know about you though - can I trust you or should I run very fast away from you? If I look into your eyes, I'll definitely know.