Just a reflection on the nature of discussing dreams.

SOMETIMES I get an urge to tell people about my dreams and I think to say, "Oh it was SO weird... yadda yadda yadda.. chickens were setting the house on fire and this baby cat had the features of a little girl and I found $300 in a zombie's pocket and..."

Whatever.

Then I think to myself... "Of course the dream was weird. It's a fucking dream. That's what they are all like."

Instantly I shut my mouth.

Occasionally I've written songs in my dreams and those are -as you can imagine- pretty weird songs but I'd rather just write them down rather than try to explain them. It's interesting to me that eventually I realize that they have some significance. Usually after someone approaches me during one of their acid flashbacks and explains that they totally get it, dude.

Show announcements etc. coming soon. Hope you had a happy Hallowe'en!

-M