Ares, Mars, War, war gods, divinity, trickery, anime music dream

Dream diary update. I don't like writing in this dream blog much anymore. Besides the fact that I have to encourage tiresome sleep disturbances in myself in order to recall more dream details to write about, in my case such dream disturbances are dangerous since I'm a sleepwalker whom has also blacked out for extended periods in the past. (Once when I was slumming around Champaign-Urbana as a University dropout, I lost a whole month for example. When finally I came to about a month later, I was carrying an empty suitcase outside my single apartment along with a canceled plane ticket to Los Angeles inside. No memories. As far as I know I've never physically been to California, but I'll never be sure about that again)

Anyway this morning I had a dream about a God. I can't honestly say that it was a pleasant dream like the ones I often get about goddesses, sorceresses, fairies, and the like. I honestly thought I was doing a good job of relaxing and meditating. Yesterday I achieved a low level trance that put me in the first stage of zazen. I wasn't expecting to have dreams about anything but coffee, tv, food, and cats. It was Ares the God of War. Ares wanted to tell me that a brewing war is coming. I don't remember a lot of details, but I do remember that my favorite 2014 summer anime OP music was playing near the end of the dream when I come out of it. Its Heavenly Blue by Kalafina and the anime its being used on right now is called Aldnoah.Zero about an Earth invasion of mechas from the Martian colonies. Its a decent enough war anime even though mechas aren't really my thing. The music by Kalafina is great however.

derp- It only just now occurred to me that Ares' war god counterpart in the Roman pantheon is named Mars. The same Mars the invading planet in Aldnoah.Zero is named after. I guess that's why I keep a dream diary to keep track of such important details

Climate Change, apocalypse, refugees, ghost hunt, dermatome, demon hunter, cat squirrel, family values dream

   Dream Diary update. I skipped last month's entry. I had almost decided to abandon this blog. Not only did I not want to remember my dreams but I almost gave up on my prognostications on tumblr. I just had another doozy tho, so I am writing about it here.
   Basically in this dream I was part of a group of young refugees sort of as their sempai. We were living in a community together in another post-apocalyptic society. I think perhaps the global ocean had raised 20 ft and climate change desertification with toxic chemical waste added had reached 76% of the land surface. Africa and the Amazon rain forests was obliterated. We took refuge in a lot of urban jungles. Shopping malls were turned into communal living spaces.
   My job in society wasn't merely as mentor to new refugees. I was as a sort of ghost-killer. I took the dermatome and other instruments that our mentors gave me and I sliced any ghost that I found among the refugees to ribbons, until either they gave up or else their demon brains exploded. It was a grisly job and I had to keep it secret from our social orders.

   Anyway what happened was I got very tired of a slasher horror show happening every time they told me to sneak away at night to battle monsters. I found a ghost among this group of young folks I was transporting. It was a young tall black fellow with almost no hair on his head. I got him to play games with us on the train. He seemed like a nice fellow at first. I asked my spectral superiors if I could just let this one go but they refused. The demon seemed to recognize that I was going to take him down. He created a barrier so that the others could not see us fighting on the train. I beat him and almost had his brain slashed open with my ghostly dermatome when I awoke.
   In real life the cats had brought a squirrel in to my room to eat it. Sticky cat hid given up on his anorexia from yesterday and was happily munching on a leg.  I didn't want to interrupt him, but I don't like them to make big messes in our room. So I picked up the dead squirrel and I set him on the back porch with Sticky cat and a bowl of water. Swirly cat soon followed her brother outside. I think she was the one who had brought the squirrel in to feed her hungry brother cat. nom nom nom

Leap Day William, Nelson Mandela, American oil & gas extractivism, heat wave, Tina Fey, sexy Tango dream

Dream Diary Update. I went to sleep with the door next to my bed open and tv on ABC. I set the fan in the doorway and my leg on top of the fan because I find that it discourages the coons from coming in past me to get the cat food. I doubt I need to elaborate why I have to keep my door ajar with a fan since there is a massive heat wave raging on multiple continents right now. To paraphrase the @nbcnightlynews meteorologist roaming outside in NYC Central Park West, "A lot of Americans I spoke with in the beginning didn't know what a Heat Dome was. Well, They all know it now!" When I woke up I could hear the coon snuffling & grunting around my door near my feet so I closed it.
    I seem to remember waking up once or twice after listening to Jimmy Kimmel's monologue to watch snippets of 30 Rock reruns that ABC puts on late at night. Specifically I watched parts of an episode about Leap Day.  Jim Carrey played a character called Leap Day William.

Right now they have on Classic Arts Showcase (CAS). This German symphony was playing the Tango.



   That background explains some of my dream elements. See, I just dreamed that Nelson Mandela came out of South Africa to hide a scandal for his country, that he secretly longed for revenge against the American Oil & Gas Industry. One of Mandela's more radical followers had hatched a scheme that Tina Fey's character from 30 Rock had foiled & they sent Mandela personally to do some diplomatic damage control.
After Mandela came out and leered at us while spinning yarns to the black tie party, I tangoed with Tina Fey down the street all the way up to my nephews' apartment. Then I woke up listening to Tango music and snuffling coons at my feet. That might explain some of the more surreal elements of my dream, as well as the sexy office Tango bonus I received at the end there.