The Mind of Jason

Wow, some strange ones last night.

The first one had me fighting decepticons, from transformer, and kicking ass! One group had a normal sized one and a bunch of smaller ninja type ones. The ninjas would attack 4-5 at a time nut never one. Then their was megatron and soundwave attacking, but I had a weapon like theirs that I used to blast them. Their was a repair shop (for cars) and someone who had to have things spotless. Part of the fighting took place there.
The other dream had me as an immortal fighting wizards and other immortals and a cute parking garage attendant giving me her number.

Last night was another strange dream. This one had to do with work and a number of people from the office.
Apparently there was some kind of problem with accounts and they were talking about not just taking access to production accounts from us but also all ability to use the system in dev as well. This would of course leave us totally unable to work effectively.

It also involved multiple copies of transformers, i.e. two bumblebees, two optimus primes etc. They were all tied up in the mess with accounts.

This one guest starred my tech director Brad and client Bruce. There were others but I don’t remember who off hand.

The other night I had a few strange dreams, I am going to share one here. I was in a unique location as it had a bar – where my friend Kiran was having a drink, u shaped booths that had various friends in them, an operating room that I was trying to keep clean and RHPS playing next door. I think Dave and the rest of the old rocky crew was there with me.I just really remember the images and not much of what happened.

I have had the most bizarre dreams this morning. The most recent one had to do with me being a mutant (as in from X-men). I was trying to get into a room with the others, but another mutant was blocking the ‘tunnel’ across the chasm. He was coming out but prevented me from getting in for some reason. Then he decided to destroy it so I couldn’t get to the group. That wasn’t going to stop me though so I took a running jump across and made it. He yells at me that I am crazy as I move up the walkway toward the room.

When I get there I tell everyone what is going on after exchanging hellos of course. We decide we need to seal ourselves in the room so no one can get to us.I think there was some kind of war, or purge going on.So we started putting up force fields, making sure all the exits were secured, sound proofing the room so nothing could get out and ensuring noone could see the light in the room. Once we thought we had everything secure, someone remembered a secret entrance noone in the room knew about.

Right about then is when I woke up.

Interesting thought, in this case someone wanted to keep me out of the group but I didn’t let it stop me, took a leap of faith in my ability to make the jump safely and it paid off. When I got to the group I was welcomed and not pushed away and we worked together to ensure we were safe.

apparently now I am dreaming in parts lol.

I drive into the parking garage for the building I am working at (in my dreams) and talk to the guard because I need to get a new id badge. Out of no place a car comes barreling down at me trying to run me over. I jump behind a car parked against the wall. The car turns and rams the car trying to crush me between the parked car and the wall. Just missing and then speeds away.

I go up into the building and see into someone I went to college with. I yell over to Dina to meet me at lunch in the lobby and then I go to the men’s room.

A woman comes running over to me and all but pulls me toward the ladies room telling me they need me there. I keep saying you know I can’t go in there, get a woman to help. But she finally drags me there and I stop fighting. There sitting in a booth,a diner type, is a guy with a bunch of bottles and the woman I was with in the run down building.

The guy looks at me and says something like ahhhh good there you are. He tells me he needs for a demonstration for the bottle he has in his hand. The woman looks petrified for some reason, then the guy eludes to the fact that the bottles content won’t hurt ‘much.’

I tell him to get up. As he does I see he has a pistol at his hip. I pull mine out and warn him not to try anything and call for a guard to take him away.

The woman and I head out together holding hands. As we come out another woman calls after us and says something. Apparently she wants to date me. I just keep walking with the woman I’m with and tell her not to worry, I am not interested in the other person.

We walk outside and I put my arm around her as we walk toward the Capitol building. I say something that scares her apparently. She looks at me,eyes full of tears, and asks if I am going to leave her. I tell her that no I am not and to just keep being who she is because that is someone wonderful and someone I love.

I am in the city, walking with a young lady, didn’t see who, but someone who must have been important to me. Suddenly, a shot rings out, someone is trying to kill her. Now, I must be part of some law enforcement agency because I immediately have all the streets cleared and blocked off and move to shield her. I call 3 more people over to shield her on the other 3 sides as we move to a building to hide her in.

We find one of these old half run down buildings that you go down a few stairs to get into, I have the building checked to make sure it is safe and secure. When I get back the report that it is, she and I walk to the bathroom to make sure it works. We jokingly say something to the effect that ‘maybe we should just stay her always.’
I send two of the guys off to get food supplies for her and I. After they leave, I lock the doors, now the automatic ones like at grocery stores.

Next thing I know we are sitting around,with candles and a camping stove to cook with, talking. The candles are the only light in an otherwise pitch black building. She starts telling me she just wants to get out of the building. Neither of us was scared. Neither of us wanted to be away from the other.

Other than someone trying to. kill her and having to hideout in this half run down. building, we seem to be happy and content.

Priests/deacons holding huge mass in a lecture hall. One of the guys from HS not going to communion because he wasn’t feeling well. Priest storming off because he was pissed. My friend Bruce taking over (he was the deacon). Mass lasting for days. Seven applicants for movie theater, thinking of them as an array with indexes going from 0-6. Puppy. Bath tub with water. Woman (think it was my PM) asking me questions about something I knew nothing about or v little about. Sharpshooter. Gun with multiple settings in middle of ‘church’. Text message in middle of mass, when I get back was when I found priest gone. Something about board games. All in the same room, same people, all in the same time frame.

This morning, as I was waking, I had my most recent strange dream. I was getting ready for work and I couldn’t find my ID badge or cell phone. As I’m looking around for them Anne tells me she needs to get some kind of tests done at the ER. This of course has me flustered because I hadn’t told anyone at work about being late.

Next thing I know the paramedics are there and doing part of the test at the house. So I ask if they can do all of it there. They of course say no. So they load her into the ambulance in a wheelchair and tell me I have to follow. I get in my car, oddly an SUV, and start to follow. Well there is a fire truck that I am barely able to get past. As I am doing this someone is yelling at me that I can’t go that way because it’s blocked. At this point another fire truck shows up blocking the path.
Fast forward.

I am driving down the road only to see Anne rolling down the street in the wheelchair oblivious to the fact.
Fast forward again.

We are back at home, she still needs the test and now I am on the verge of a major anxiety attack. I go outside to get the car and it is missing. I run in to get my phone which has now vanished. This of course makes my anxiety even worse.
I go back out frantically looking for my car once more. Only this time I am in a public lot, with a dirt and gravel surface. While I am looking I bump into several other people in the same spot. One of these guys suggest that the cars were towed even though they shouldn’t have been.
We all hop on a bus and head to the yard they would be at. We look around but don’t see any of them. We find the owner and confront him about our cars demanding he give them back. He assures us he doesn’t have them and shows us his ‘inventory’ on his computer. Sure enough none of them are there.
He tells us that he thinks another yard may have illegally taken them. He gies on to explain that he is being pushed out and that his lot is getting smaller and smaller every day. I recognize something and tell him i remember seeing him there for years. To which he replies he and my dad have done lots of business over the years.

This is a short entry for fun. Over the years I have been described in many ways, both positively and negatively. Here is a partial list of them.

Savant
Crazy
Nuts
Insane
Strange
Weird
Twisted
Sick
Odd
‘Oddo’
Demanding
Controlling
Impossible
Idiot
Vibrant (personality)
Quirky (sense if humor)
Caring
Arrogant
Cocky
Condescending
‘Doc’
Delusional
Annoying
PITA

Wizard’s 11th and Final Rule: The Unwritten rule which must be experienced before true understanding. Everything exists within us

This, as always, makes a lot of sense to me and is very true.

Everything we experience is within us. The events themselves may be external, but how we process them, our emotions, good, baf and neutral are internal to us. It is only the stimuli that is outside our bodies, the rest resides in our hearts, minds and souls.
Before we can realize this fact, we need to experience things.

It is through our experiences that we learn, about ourselves, the world, others and everything. What we learn is again internal, and therefore exists within us. Ultimately, we have full control over ourselves. Sometimes this is very hard, but we can get there, but only when we do not give up. Always deserve victory(wizard’s 8th rule) and fight for yourself. There are some battles you need to fight alone in life. The strength to win them is within each of us.