God Awful Things

One of my earliest dreams I can remember would have to be dreaming of playing Wasteland on the ol’ Apple ][e, even to this day I can remember trying to figure out the Citadel, this would also progress into dreaming about Ultima V, I never did beat that game, but I remember playing hours and hours trying to figure out puzzles and what not.

Later in life I would dream of geometric shapes, usually perpetually zooming into shapes to see they were made up of the same object, or zooming out.  This usually resulted in me waking up and barfing.

Now it is just your typical dirty dreams (and nontypical dirty dreams), dreams of songs, dreams of friends, dreams of the dead, and unfortunately, sometimes work.

Well, over at the BBC they have an article on a collection of things discovered from dreams.  From the melody of the Beatles “Yesterday”:

“I got out of bed, sat at the piano, found G, found F sharp minor 7th – and that leads you through then to B to E minor, and finally back to E. It all leads forward logically.”

To the perfect golf swing:

“Wednesday night I had a dream and it was about my golf swing. I was hitting them pretty good in the dream and all at once I realized I wasn’t holding the club the way I’ve actually been holding it lately.”

To Frankensteins monster:

In the introduction to the book, she explained what she saw: “With shut eyes, but acute mental vision, I saw the pale student of unhallowed arts kneeling beside the thing he had put together. I saw the hideous phantasm of a man stretched out, and then, on the working of some powerful engine, show signs of life, and stir with an uneasy, half-vital motion.”

I used to dream of my brothers doll named Sheila Atkins (sp?), she was so disturbing, and more than just for the fact that my brother had a baby girl doll.  When I would go to school I would pull out a hair and place it on her to see if she moved whilst I was away.  I hated that doll.