I Got the Wrong Dream!

Hi all! I have a strange, slightly intriguing, and vastly amusing to me, sequence of events to tell you all about. This is a bit of a twisty little tale, but follow along and you should be entertained.

This all starts several days ago, not sure exactly how many because I've had this migraine that has been going on and on. And it has been bad enough to really warp my sense of time, along with just about everything else. I had tried taking so many different kinds of medication with no results, exept for maybe things got a bit foggier. Hard to tell, but it was one of the nastier headaches I've had in years.

To me it's kind of fascinating how my brain seems to function so much differently during and after prolonged periods of intense pain. So being the pessimistic optimist that I am, I eventually tried to find the silver lining in this gigantic thunderstorm behind my eyeballs. I found myself examining the people and events going on all around me in a much different way. Through eyes of pain a lot of things don't seem so bad as they do when you feel great physically. I found myself feeling incredibly compassionate towards everyone in general for one; I also found myself feeling extremely emotional about anything I tried to read, watch or listen to. I tried to keep a positive attitude throughout all of this, and it was suprisingly easy. I found myself thinking things that I'd never considered before.


For example, what if this pain was really some sort of spiritual growing pain? Maybe this was some sort of punishment for past wrongs. Or a test to see just how much I could take before I snapped. Perhaps if I endure this all the way through without complaint or any effort to fight it, I will be rewarded with some incredible sort of enlightenment, or a great and powerful universal truth that I could share with those around me and make the world a little better. It was all very surreal and dreamlike. Yet the pain level just continued to increase and shift around in my head, neck, and back. I hadn't really slept for a couple of days during all of this; I tried to but I never quite succeeded. I could get close to sleep, but it was more like a trance of some sort where I just meditated upon relaxing this muscle or that one. Whichever one the pain seemed to be emanating from the most. So I was also sleep deprived at a certain point, which seems to heighten senses in a way, yet also dulls them in another. I'm not even going to try and explain that, this will never end if I try to explain it all. Let's just say all of this pain pushed my awareness into a different sort of gear.

I ended up asking my youngest brother, Eli, to try and find some trigger points that would release some of the pain since he is a massage therapist. He obliged me. And then I felt even more intense pain intermingled with waves of endorphines, over and over. Yet it didn't quite work, the pain just shifted from being just on the right side over to the left. So the pain continued and I just kept trying to endure, but that was getting to be more and more difficult. During all of this Eli and I had a long and in depth conversation that I'm sure all of you have had with someone you know. It's not the subject that matters, but the way you seem to form a deep and synergistic bond with someone. You almost seem to link up, or synchronize in a deep and open manner. Eli and I have had a relationship like this for some time, but it had seemed to fade away recently. So as we were talking very openly and honestly to one another I had an encredibly excruciating wave of blinding pain shoot through my eyeballs. I expressed in frustration that I found it strange that a muscle in my neck could cause so much pain in my eyeball. Eli then said, "Ok I know what to do for you, try to relax your neck and just breathe. This is going to hurt."

He proceeded to move my windpipe to the side, reach behind it, and very vigorously massage a muscle that seemed as tight as a steel cable to me. This wasn't a comfortable sensation to say the least. At one point the muscle slipped out of his incredibly strong grip, like a slippery eel. The pain from that was so intense everything went black for a few seconds. But he continued to brutally squeeze and massage this resistant muscle into submission. When he finished my headache was gone. Now I just felt like I had somehow gone through an intense neck workout and was incredibly sore.

Now this is where it gets really interesting to me, and hopefully to you. After this release, Eli and I seemed to somehow connect on a deeper level than I would have thought possible in those circumstances. The kind of level where you know what a person is going to say before they do. An intense feeling of excitement and expectation started to build between us as we discussed our plans and goals and how we perceived each other and the rest of our siblings. And suddenly something shifted, or clicked. We were very suddenly in a very heightened state of awareness and we both recognized it at once and marveled at this new feeling that really wasn't new, we had just taken it for granted and forgotten how to keep this connection alive. It was as if together we had shifted the gears of our consciousness into a higher plane and we could suddenly see more clearly, and farther. We then agreed to help each other achieve certain goals and support each other like we did once before. At this point I had a very deep feeling of satisfaction and accomplishment, as did Eli. I realized that all of my pain was gone and I was exhausted and content. I knew I would be able to sleep this night very soundly. And I did.

Now this is where it gets really fun. I had a dream that I swear was meant for Michael Bay. The terrible director responsible for garbage like Con Air. He also did the Transformer movies. And this all played into my dream. I had a dream that the former mayor of Denver, Wellington Web, a truly slimy politician, had been arrested in what appeared to be China. He was a drug runner in this Chinese prison and had somehow gotten deeply into debt with some of the gangleaders in this prison. Yet he somehow had information about some money that was being smuggled in on a passenger jet. So Nicholas Cage is the guy who is supposed to set up the crew who will steal this money. (I can't stand Nicholas Cage by the way.) So this crew goes onto this passenger plane to steal the money and there is some sort of crazy cosmic disturbance and it turns out they have got the wrong plane. The plane they are on has no people, no money, and is piloted by a computer and they have no control. Meanwhile, Nicholas Cage gets on another palne which turns out to be the one the money is on, and it's full of passengers. He doesn't realize the big mixup that has happened untill his plane suddenly goes through some kind of portal that was created by the evil Decepticons. So now the plot is revealed that the Decepticons are working with some sort of criminal group towards some sort of insidious end. The plane ends up right here in Denver and good old Nick wants to get out of there quick with the money. Well he happens to meet a very good friend of mine who is also very beautiful, and convinces her to take him somewhere with the money. The Decepticons see them leaving and go on a search and destroy mission. And they aren't taking any prisoners. Now this is where I come into this fantastic mind movie. I'm at a park playing kickball, don't ask me to explain that, and I see Decepticon vehicles using this park as a rally point. They are trashing every Audi TT convertible they find. The car my friend drives. But a couple of Decepticons have had a change of heart after one of the trashed cars turns out to have a mother and her baby in it. They suddenly turn good, and since the Autobots are nowhere to be found I join forces with them and in some very explosive fashion, complete with slow motion sequences and dramatic music, we end up saving the day, averting global disaster, saving the girl, and getting to punch Nicholas Cage right in the face. (My favorite part of the whole thing.) I skipped over a bunch of the details, because they were trivial and just involved a lot of explosions and other such nonsense. But I'm sure you all get the point. I woke up from this dream, with a huge amused smile on my face and an incredibly sore neck. But no headache. I have never had a dream that was really a movie complete with a soundtrack. But I found the entire thing hilarious.

Now to finish things off I have to mention this last little bizarre part of this tale. I was talking to Eli and one of his friends earlier today about out of body experiences,( Another post, for another time) and as I was talking his friend suddenly said,"Dude, you're glowing right now!" I was a bit stunned by this but somehow it seemed to fit. So I asked him to explain. He said,"I don't know it's just like I can see an aura around you and it's green! Woah!" I found this comment strangely pleasing as green is my favorite color. Then the conversation came to an end since Eli had to go to work.

That's it. Nothing more to the story. I don't even know why all this happened in the way it did. I know that it all somehow fits together, and that it's probably all very strange and random to most of you. But this is my life folks. True story! I hope you were entertained, and even though your probably shaking your head right now I truly hope it's with a smile on your face! I have one on mine. :)