The other night my dream started in a forest setting.\u00a0 There were all these crazy people running around in superhero costumes.\u00a0 I laughed because the place was full of people, and not one of them was dressed normally!\u00a0 It was like a marvel comics fan convention, and the whole forest was full of Spiderman impersonators.<\/p>\n
I decided there had to be a real super hero hiding in the crowd somewhere, like a needle in a haystack.<\/p>\n
The way I went about discerning the real from the pretend was to go up and try to take off all their masks.\u00a0 I removed a half-dozen masks, then came across a guy who’s mask wouldn’t come up.\u00a0 His whole head felt like a rubber action figure – just one solid piece.\u00a0 Somehow this verified that this guy was real, or at least not pretending to be something he was not.<\/p>\n
This Spiderman then took me for a little journey away from the crowd, until we reached a very strange animal.\u00a0 It was a huge dog-like mammal whose shoulders stood as high as my chest, but he was built long like a dachshund – and with long white hair.\u00a0 Very strange.\u00a0 The hero showed me how to behave in a way that the animal would obey and respond to.\u00a0 It had to do with posture and touch – but only in certain places.\u00a0 Then animal was in line and responding to command.<\/p>\n
So I followed the Spiderman figure, and the crazy giant dog followed me.\u00a0 Until that time that we entered a doorway arch, mortared into a cinderblock wall, which was essentially a walk-out basement to a house above.\u00a0 The hero disappeared into the dark basement, and the long hairy beast then morphed.\u00a0 He walked beside me as though he were upright instead of being so long and horizontal, but he wouldn’t fit through the door, so his head transformed into the head of a flamingo.\u00a0 The avian neck curled onto itself and layed itself easily onto the hairy shaggy body and I looked in disbelief at the flamingo-headed upright dog that walked beside me!!!!<\/p>\n
My conscious mind could no longer handle the hilarity of the dream and woke me up.\u00a0 The last thought I remember having was, “Hey… hero!\u00a0\u00a0 What do I do with this thing now?”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The other night my dream started in a forest setting.\u00a0 There were all these crazy people running around in superhero costumes.\u00a0 I laughed because the place was full of people, and not one of them was dressed normally!\u00a0 It was like a marvel comics fan convention, and the whole forest was full of Spiderman impersonators. … Continue reading Trust the Guide<\/span>