Sunday, March 15, 2009

Dreams & Nightmares

I went hunting with four friends in the woods. I've never been a hunter, except for when I did a little bird hunting with friends back in my college days. I had a rifle, as did two others. The guy I was hunting next to, Eric, had a crossbow. It was a very hilly area we were hunting in, and we came into a valley area that was sparsely wooded. We were up the hill on one side of the valley when we saw a big deer across the way, and so did our two others in our hunting party 100 yards down the hill to our left. Everyone was encouraging Eric to shoot his crossbow at the deer. He took aim and fired, but missed. This got the attention of the deer, who at first took off in the other direction, but then turned and came toward us. It was charging right at us, and I could see out of the corner of my eye that Eric was aiming his crossbow at the deer. I pointed my gun at it anyway, just in case. I was telling Eric to hurry up and shoot, but he didn't. It finally got close enough that I didn't wait anymore, and I pulled the trigger. Unfortunately, the safety was on. But fortunately for us, the deer ran right by us on our left. It stopped, turned around, and ran past us and back in the direction it came from. Then it turned, and charged again. Same thing happened. Eric didn't shoot, and I squeezed the trigger, but the safety was still on. This happened two more times where the deer ran by us without either of us getting off a shot, turned around, went back up the other way, and then turned and charged us again. The fifth time was the charm, as I was finally able to shoot and took the deer down. Almost immediately, I could see half a dozen other angry deer charging through the woods at us and our friends below. There was even a grizzly bear going after our friends. All of us were trying to figure out a way to get back to our truck now, as we dodged animals coming after us. It was quite a sight, and really nerve racking. As we were making our way down towards where our friends were, I noticed a large mountain man wearing furs down below us. 


Anyway, that was my dream last night. I didn't really have anything else to write about except the damn Melodiefestival songs stuck in my head. I heard another one of the songs when I went to the mall yesterday, and now I can't get it out of my head. The song is an attempt at pop music, but sung by an Opera singer, as best as I can figure. If you go to Google video, and look up "Melodiefestival" and "La Voie" (spelling??), I'm sure you'll find the video. The woman who sings it has white hair. Give that a listen to. You can also look up Star Pilots "Higher" while you're there, and also BWO, if you want to see what I'm talking about. I just realized that, unknowingly, I have written here about my dreams and also about the music that I had referred to previously as " a nightmare". Interesting, and at the same time boring as hell I'm sure, sorry. But nobody is forcing you to read this....are they??

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