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May 27, 2011
I had a weird dream and shared it with my friend Jaimie.
last night I had a dream that Samuel L Jackson and I were crying to a Nora Jones song.
So I woke up and was like “whoa, I guess I better listen to that song…”
Of course I don’t have any of her albums, and wasn’t even sure who she is or if it was even her song
but in any case I downloaded it and am listening now.
Not crying though, probably because Sam ain’t around.
That’s how gangsta I am.
Jamie: Ha ha! That’s awesome. The craziest part of that is that you are listening to Norah Jones
Jamie: Faith found this old thing she wrote down years ago that said she had a dream where Colonel Sanders told her “There’s a kernel of truth in everything.”
My interpretation of the dream is that due to recent events in my life, I’ve had reason to feel sadness. Instead, I’ve reacted to these events with indignant anger. I think my subconscious in an attempt to connect me with unprocessed feelings, was trying to manipulate me in dream, where my defenses are low.
(A common strategy by my subconscious in response to my many different exercises of abstinence. Often these attempts to manipulate me are hilariously desperate and clueless, as if my sub conscious has no idea what motivates and tempts me.)
My subconscious hoped to encourage me to cry by showing that even the embodiment of masculine toughness (Samuel L. Jackson) isn’t too tough to cry. And by encouraging me with a sad beautiful song.
My subconscious is apparently a really bad production company though, because it chose a song for the soundtrack that I find neither sad nor emotionally poignant, by an artist I’m not familiar with, and that I don’t like, and poorly casted the part of the masculine archetype.
Just to make sure there wasn’t some higher level message encoded in the song lyrics or music I downloaded the Nora Jones album “Come Away With Me” and listened to the song in question (Don’t Know Why”) in real life. I braced myself for a good cry but nothing happened. Maybe I need Samuel L. Jackson?
Norah Jones – Don’t Know Why
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