And the gods played on
May. 30th, 2006 11:26 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brightrosefoxThe new song by Panic At The Disco, "I Write Sins Not Tragedies," plays several times a day on the VH1 and MTV music channels. This is the first time I have ever heard of Panic At The Disco. I like them. The band, as well as the video for the song, seems to be an interesting mix. I see it sort of as The Killers and Blink 182 meet Cirque du Soleil in Las Vegas. Plus, one of the actors in the video, who played a jilted groom, seems to bear some resemblance to the Watson brothers, especially Andrew.
The video may have been partially responsible for the very odd and memorable dream I had Sunday night; involving me, my husband, our respective best friends, and a bizarre series of occurances in Las Vegas, Nevada.
Adam and I arrived at our hotel room in an unnamed resort, possibly the Bellagio. Except that the halls of the casino floors were populated with huge statutes of Greek gods, heros and legends. We were to meet Beca and James, who had already gotten to their room down the hall from us but were at a slot machine that we had deemed a meeting place. When we found them, we all decided to explore the hotel for a while before returning to our rooms and meeting up later for dinner at one of the downstairs restaurants. Adam and I changed into nice semi-formal dinner dress. I was wearing a silver sundress and Adam was wearing black slacks, a white shirt and a royal blue vest. Beca and James had told us that they'd be dressed in similar fashion except that Beca's dress would be gold and James' vest would be crimson.
Adam and I found the restaurant, but there was no sign of our friends. We tried calling them, but got only voicemail. After a while of waiting, we went to their room, but no one answered. We assumed they might have gone for a walk before supper, seeing as how the city was the site of their wedding; perhaps a sort of honeymoon stroll? I decided to step outside for some fresh air. When I got my cell phone out of my purse, it fell from my hand and skidded across the sidewalk. I picked it up and nearly called Beca's cell again, but then realized that it might be easier to try it with my mind. So I kept sending out her name in my mind, reaching across the wide expanse of the strip. Adam appeared behind me, and I suggested that he trying calling James the same way. But he said something was blocking him.
We realized that something wasn't right. So we began to walk. We followed a similar path that we had taken in real life the night we got engaged, walking from Treasure Island to the Bellagio and back. We tried to find that Brahma shrine that we'd actually stumbled across near Caeser, but it had disappeared. Interestingly enough, the old man with the wheelbarrow was there, in my dream. He said, "The shrine moves. It goes where it is needed." And then he tapped my forehead and added, "Sometimes into dreams where the gods go."
I looked at Adam, and pointed at the sky. "I know who it is," I said. "But I don't know his name. And I don't talk with Odin. Do you think he would want some soma?" Soma, according to Neil Gaiman and American Gods is a beverage the gods drink, concenrated human belief. But I didn't know how to find any, let alone find the nameless god who oversees the magic in Vegas. This, in fact, was all based on something that really happened when Adam and I walked the strip that night, seeing the gods and the magic of the strip.
Adam said, "We should find that tree and listen for the bell toll, like last time. Then we'll see the strings and we'll find James and Beca." He paused, then grabbed me and kissed me. I felt something pass from his mouth to mine, felt it wiggle down my throat and burn pleasantly. I knew what it was: A tiny winged dragon-like snake made of pure light, braided with darkness. It was part of another one that Adam owned, which was pure darkness braided with light. I murmured against his lips, "If I wanted my half of your ouroboros, I'd ask."
"You did," he whispered. "This will help us maintain the connection to each other and the gods."
We began walking again. In the distance, I could hear the Bellagio start its famous Water Dance, and the song that played was "Ecstasy Of Gold", which also happened in real life.
The strip began to slowly turn into red desert over the horizon as we walked. I threw my arms out and yelled at the sky, "My eyes are open. I will find my sister, you will bring me to her, even if I have to cross this entire desert."
And then, finally, I heard her voice laughing in my head, "There you are! We were looking all over the place."
We turned around and there they were, holding hands. James said, "We walked past Caeser and smelled that damn patchouli and found the custodian with the wheelbarrow, and he said that we could find you guys when the Bellagio started playing 'Ecstasy Of Gold' and now here we are."
"Here we are," Adam said. "Let's go get dinner."
And then it was over.
The video may have been partially responsible for the very odd and memorable dream I had Sunday night; involving me, my husband, our respective best friends, and a bizarre series of occurances in Las Vegas, Nevada.
Adam and I arrived at our hotel room in an unnamed resort, possibly the Bellagio. Except that the halls of the casino floors were populated with huge statutes of Greek gods, heros and legends. We were to meet Beca and James, who had already gotten to their room down the hall from us but were at a slot machine that we had deemed a meeting place. When we found them, we all decided to explore the hotel for a while before returning to our rooms and meeting up later for dinner at one of the downstairs restaurants. Adam and I changed into nice semi-formal dinner dress. I was wearing a silver sundress and Adam was wearing black slacks, a white shirt and a royal blue vest. Beca and James had told us that they'd be dressed in similar fashion except that Beca's dress would be gold and James' vest would be crimson.
Adam and I found the restaurant, but there was no sign of our friends. We tried calling them, but got only voicemail. After a while of waiting, we went to their room, but no one answered. We assumed they might have gone for a walk before supper, seeing as how the city was the site of their wedding; perhaps a sort of honeymoon stroll? I decided to step outside for some fresh air. When I got my cell phone out of my purse, it fell from my hand and skidded across the sidewalk. I picked it up and nearly called Beca's cell again, but then realized that it might be easier to try it with my mind. So I kept sending out her name in my mind, reaching across the wide expanse of the strip. Adam appeared behind me, and I suggested that he trying calling James the same way. But he said something was blocking him.
We realized that something wasn't right. So we began to walk. We followed a similar path that we had taken in real life the night we got engaged, walking from Treasure Island to the Bellagio and back. We tried to find that Brahma shrine that we'd actually stumbled across near Caeser, but it had disappeared. Interestingly enough, the old man with the wheelbarrow was there, in my dream. He said, "The shrine moves. It goes where it is needed." And then he tapped my forehead and added, "Sometimes into dreams where the gods go."
I looked at Adam, and pointed at the sky. "I know who it is," I said. "But I don't know his name. And I don't talk with Odin. Do you think he would want some soma?" Soma, according to Neil Gaiman and American Gods is a beverage the gods drink, concenrated human belief. But I didn't know how to find any, let alone find the nameless god who oversees the magic in Vegas. This, in fact, was all based on something that really happened when Adam and I walked the strip that night, seeing the gods and the magic of the strip.
Adam said, "We should find that tree and listen for the bell toll, like last time. Then we'll see the strings and we'll find James and Beca." He paused, then grabbed me and kissed me. I felt something pass from his mouth to mine, felt it wiggle down my throat and burn pleasantly. I knew what it was: A tiny winged dragon-like snake made of pure light, braided with darkness. It was part of another one that Adam owned, which was pure darkness braided with light. I murmured against his lips, "If I wanted my half of your ouroboros, I'd ask."
"You did," he whispered. "This will help us maintain the connection to each other and the gods."
We began walking again. In the distance, I could hear the Bellagio start its famous Water Dance, and the song that played was "Ecstasy Of Gold", which also happened in real life.
The strip began to slowly turn into red desert over the horizon as we walked. I threw my arms out and yelled at the sky, "My eyes are open. I will find my sister, you will bring me to her, even if I have to cross this entire desert."
And then, finally, I heard her voice laughing in my head, "There you are! We were looking all over the place."
We turned around and there they were, holding hands. James said, "We walked past Caeser and smelled that damn patchouli and found the custodian with the wheelbarrow, and he said that we could find you guys when the Bellagio started playing 'Ecstasy Of Gold' and now here we are."
"Here we are," Adam said. "Let's go get dinner."
And then it was over.
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heh..,
Date: 2006-05-30 05:58 pm (UTC)Re: heh..,
Date: 2006-05-30 06:03 pm (UTC)hahahahaha you pretty funny for a round-eye
Date: 2006-05-30 07:28 pm (UTC)Re: hahahahaha you pretty funny for a round-eye
Date: 2006-05-30 07:36 pm (UTC)One of these days we'll be able to afford it.
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Date: 2006-05-30 10:33 pm (UTC)your mind is such a gorgeous place.
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Date: 2006-05-30 11:16 pm (UTC)Hum. Influences. What should dinner be? You are there, after all.
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Date: 2006-05-31 01:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-31 01:21 pm (UTC)You don't know me, but...
Date: 2006-05-30 11:47 pm (UTC)I would like to add you as a friend, is that okay?
Re: You don't know me, but...
Date: 2006-05-31 12:33 am (UTC)