Inkanta
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Posted: Jan. 02 2006, 19:30 |
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I can somewhat remember three Oldfieldish dreams over the years--late 90's, early 00's--nothing very recent. Two were set in a theater near the town in which I grew up; the third in my childhood church(es).
In the first theater dream, a bunch of us fans from the Amarok Mailing List were dancing slowly clockwise in a circle while we were listening to Mike perform on the stage (I probably posted this to that list at the time--think it was before I was over here). It was slightly dark, and everyone was standing; there was a large black tarp on the floor. I couldn't really see who was there. The second dream involved TSODE and probably other things too. Mike was playing in a room to the east of the theater--a room which doesn't exist. I was hovering out in the hall, going into the room, when everything went dark and the music stopped. He was playing stuff heavily reliant on computers and the electrical power and systems failed. Everyone was very patient--no one panicked; rather, we simply waited for the situation to right itself, which it did.
The last dream was creepy. Mike was playing in my childhood church (the new one), but not in the sanctuary; rather, he was playing in a section adjacent to the community room in a room that doesn't exist (common theme?). (Note: After our congregation moved to the new church, the former one was used for years by a theater group.) In the dream, their stage area (which had been the pulpit and choir area) was transposed to the new church--sort of fused on to the east side. That is where Mike was playing---in the choir section, which in my dream, had seats facing the congregation (rather than off to the side, perpendicular). He was dressed in black with a white shirt and was playing with a bunch of dead musicians, also dressed in black, but I don't remember who they were. I remember being both intrigued by such a group of musicians playing together, and simultaneously very frightened--that this was just not normal for Mike to be playing under those circumstances or for me to be there watching. IIR, my kids were also there.
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"No such thing as destiny; only choices exist." From: Moongarden's "Solaris."
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, scary.
, I thought I'd maybe entered a timewarp, and found myself back in 1975. Perhaps I'd been playing Ommadawn that day. I wish I could time travel, I'd love to have the opportunity to experience my youth in the late 60's /early 70's. 
