Back With A Vengeance

Or at least I wish I was back with a vengeance.  After Derek's phenomenal post yesterday, there really isn't much to look forward to.  I had so many ideas for this post and how great it was going to be and then my hopes and dreams were CRUSHED like when a person with anger management takes a pestle to a mortar.  How's that for a simile.  I think it competes with the, "Her eyes were ovals, like circles of dough gently squeezed by the touch of a thigh-master."  Or however that simile goes.  Rich knows what I'm talking about.  *Figuratively making that awkward double handed point into the crowd to make that one inside joke so only you and that one person can laugh while everyone else shifts uncomfortably*  Did I mention you should read Derek's post?  It's really good.  Better than mine. Go! GO!

So, unlike all y'all (I've found myself using y'all a lot up here.  I don't know why, but I kind of like it) I started school today.  Yeah, yeah, yeah I know that's not saying much, but hey I got to start somewhere.  Classes today were meh and I would elaborate on them further, but my week started before just today, and we do it chronological up in here.  Ahh, see what I did there?  You like that?  Oh my how unoriginal is this post going to get...

So, I didn't really think about the blog and what I was going to type until yesterday when I awoke from my dream in the morning.  Actually no, I lie.  I thought about texting all of you on Sunday reminding you that this week we are back on schedule, but I didn't want to be the annoying nagging parent of this dream-child we've created, but I digress.  (Originality strikes again.)  I woke up on Monday morning and my first thought was, "Holy shit, that was just a dream, thank God... wait.... I don't believe in God"...*thinking for about a minute*..."Yeah still don't believe in God." My momentary pause in thought will be better understood once I elaborate on the dream.

So the dream was basically a doomsday scenario.  I regret not writing it down on Monday morning when it was still fresh in my head, but I thought I would remember most of it because it was only one more day until I posted.  I was quite wrong.  I don't remember it well at all anymore, and what reconstruction I can create will be limited at best, but bear with me.

Background:  Apparently, for some reason unbeknownst to me, we (meaning basically all of our Newport friend group) lived in this really nice house that looked out on the ocean.  It was a mansion of sorts, capable of housing all (guessing) 20 of us comfortably, and I recall the best part of the house (purely my bias, I'm sure some of you thought other parts of the house were more appealing) was a wall of windows that overlooked a cliff (where the house was actually built on)  and an ocean sunrise (pending timing of course).  Think of the view when you drive down to Laguna Beach on the PCH.  That kind of view.  Quite the nice house.

So it all started when one day I was looking out at a sunset, holding a mug of tea and I realized that the sea level was rising.  It was rising at an unbelievable rate, and I could not help but be scared.  The sun passed down across the horizon, and all was dark and silent for seconds (maybe 5?  Dream time hard to estimate)  until all hell broke loose.  Waves came crashing down on our house, and I basically knew at that moment that the sea was swallowing up all land on the Earth.  It was the doomsday scenario my subconscious had chosen for this lovely night.

This is where it gets a little fuzzy.  I remember the majority of the dream time was spent in this state of apocalypse trying to escape from certain death presented by some form of nature or another human being that wanted to steal our resources.  It was frightening, and the most real a dream has ever felt. Somehow we held out in our house, surrounded by water (whoever architect designed it deserves a pat on the back) and stayed there for the entirety of two days.

On the sunrise of the second day, the sun rose and something strange began to happen.  The sun began to get brighter, but only one side of it, the brightness slowly creeping its way across the entire disc.  I realized that a lunar eclipse was ending.  In my head I thought, "That's weird, a lunar eclipse couldn't have caused this."  Then, as the moon was about to disappear, I saw another outline of a disc slowly slip away from behind the moon.  My dream brain had the immediate revelation that, "Oh, Mercury and the Moon must have lined up and this celestial orientation must have caused this doomsday scenario."  Now I feel confident that all of you know that I don't believe in any of this hocus pocus or stuff, but this is just what my dream brain was telling me.

In the next 5 seconds, my entire dream life changed.  As the disk of mercury slipped away, I saw yet another disk replace it.  Disk after disk, in the span of less than a second appeared from behind one another.  I had the revelation that every planet in our solar system had lined up in a row and at this point I wasn't believing that this was the cause of the doomsday scenario, I was simply awestruck.  Then, after this less than a second reveal, the most spectacular light show I have ever seen (dreamed? both?) graced my eyes.  It was blinding and I simply cannot explain it, but it was like all of the planets were alive and they had minds of their owns.  They exploded into dazzling emerald and violet flames.  Trippy shit.  And this, this moment, is where my dream self decided, "Oh shit, there is a God."

Now, going back to reflecting on the fact that this dream has felt more real than any other experienced, I'm sure you can imagine this was a shock for me.  My brain was telling me that "there is a God"  yet my brains memories are saying, "No. You don't believe in God."  The dream seemed to sense my despair and, in an attempt to persuade me, switched scenes.  I was now on a football field.  The scoreboard had just changed.

At the bottom of the scoreboard it read, "The Great Flood, Part II" and listed a date.  I perused (read carefully!) the scoreboard and took it all in.  There was the original flood so many years ago. There was some famous historical figure's birthday that I remember thinking, "I don't know what this is, I'll ask Cole who this person is."  I knew though that all of these events were acts by God to punish mankind for their ignorance.  I was in utter disbelief, finally enlightened to the fact that God did in fact exist.  And then I woke up.

So now you are probably thinking two things.  1. That was boring, can you just end your post please.  I'll give you that, it probably was boring but I didn't have much else to talk about considering it's the first day of school.  And the end will come soon enough. Patience. 2.  What drugs did you take before you went to bed?  And I can assure you I took no such substances.  Sooooo, in conclusion my mind basically gave me the greatest mindfuck of all time.

I'm still hardcore atheist, but it was interesting believing that there is a God.  I'm sure some would think that I have been touched by God or that he was trying to communicate with me.  Guess I wasn't too interested.  Interesting means of communication though.  Great use of imagery.

Back to my normal boring life before I sign out.  I started my military training course this morning at 6:30 (woke up at 6:00).  We didn't do anything because it was the first day but I think I'm going to like waking up early and being awake during what were previously sleeping hours.  Plus, I'm exhausted by 8:00pm so it looks like I'm going to get a good sleep tonight.  I had my physics discussion, and math lecture today as well.  Physics discussion looked like it was going to be boring, but I found a potential friend (yay friends!) already.

I will be seeing him 4 days a week during my 8ams because he is not only in my physics section, but also my engineering one.  His name is Joe and he's from Phoenix, AZ but for some reason has an English accent.  I don't know what that's about, but he's cool, so we'll see if friendship works out.  Other than that, my day was pretty uneventful.  Hopefully next week I'll have better (real) stories to tell.  Until next week, I finish with the cute picture of the week and I'm going to link a cooking video for Lembas Bread.  I don't like the addition of the Epic Meal Time guy or his bacon, but it looks interesting to try, and seems like it would be good post workout with all that protein.  Maybe I'll try it, we'll see.  The minecraft cake is pretty cool too Rich if you want to check that out.  It's on their channel.

Peace and Blessin's

Jason