8 March 2007

Where You Gonna Run To?

Filed under: Movies, Reflections — ktismatics @ 10:23 am

I woke up sneezing at five this morning. A couple hours later I was still sneezing and tired again because of it, so I went back to bed and I had a dream.

I was talking with someone, possibly my wife. “You want to see something?” asked Bill, my old work colleague and friend — Bill who is now Shaun, but in this dream Bill is still Bill, before he had become a woman. “You want to see something?” He took his notebook computer and opened the screen, which when unfolded was big enough to cover half a wall. It had some kind of surround sound system built into it too; I don’t know how it worked.

It was a commercial that Bill showed us, or actually a parody of a commercial. I’ve never seen the original commercial in the waking world, but I knew it in dreamstate and I can infer what it probably was like. The dream commercial is set in a classroom, with a bunch of kids maybe eight years old or so, some sitting at desks, some standing; no teacher that I can recall. The classroom has desks and a whiteboard but not much else in it. A couple of kids put a few books and papers down on open surfaces. Pause. Suddenly, fast motion, and all the kids start filling the classroom with stuff: books, papers, drawings, who knows what-all. Stuff is stacked on top of stuff; piles of books stack up, fall over. Stacks are coming out horizontally from the walls, from the whiteboard toward the viewer. The classroom itself begins to fall apart, walls and ceiling disappearing. I’m loving this commercial, grinning, laughing, really happy about it. A song starts playing: Hooray for the Red White and Blue, instrumental, lots of blaring brass.

I wake up and the music in my head changes to the song playing behind the closing scene/credits of David Lynch’s Inland Empire. The song is lip-synched in the movie while many women of various colors dance, some in wild abandon, some swaying hypnotically. The actress who stars in the movie sits on a sofa with two other women, both of whom are actresses who starred in prior Lynch films. The filmgoer, who has been watching the singer and dancers, now watches the three women as they watch the singer and the dancers. A week ago a Lynch fan from Spain linked to my post about Inland Empire on his blog, Mujoland. I made a comment there, leaving a link to the closing song. Trying to retrieve that link I came across a post on 17 dots that identifies the source text for the lyric. The first line of the text, which isn’t directly cited in the song, goes like this:

the sky vanished like a scroll that is rolled up…



  1. Duhude…

    Where YOU gonna run to after such a dream? And now how about an analysis??

    Meilleurs voeux!!


    Comment by bluevicar — 8 March 2007 @ 11:03 am

  2. You’re the meta-twaddlist, doesn’t dream analysis fall within your purview? Or do you only do meta-analysis — analysis of dream analyses?


    Comment by ktismatics — 8 March 2007 @ 1:07 pm

  3. Here is a stab at the meaning:

    God is trying to tell you something….”Fear God and keep his commands, for this is the whole duty of humanity.”


    Comment by Jonathan Erdman — 8 March 2007 @ 2:52 pm

  4. Jonathan – So would you say that’s the interpretation of every dream ever dreamed and that ever will be dreamed?


    Comment by ktismatics — 8 March 2007 @ 3:26 pm

  5. John – you made me laugh heartily on: “Hooray for the Red White and Blue”. So, is our flag tattered, rolled up, or up too high to be able to see on some infinitely high flagpole? My interpretation of the dream: “Lets dance; but first, dudes put on fake silicone boobies and women put on fake, ummm, yeah. Then, when you dance, make sure and just girate, with no form at all. Anything goes. Whoever can get their leg behind their head, be sure and do it. The rule is, do it not if you can, but because you can. If you want to do it too its a great addition.”


    Comment by Jason Hesiak — 8 March 2007 @ 7:32 pm

  6. Possibly. I also just realized that 17 Points, the blog that talks about the song Sinnerman, is 8 1/2 points doubled.


    Comment by ktismatics — 8 March 2007 @ 7:53 pm

  7. I suppose any interpretation would have to start with the list of characters.

    Bill who became Shaun is an interesting person. A delightful person, many years have passed since you two crossed paths. What brought Bill to mind? And the fact that he had a new invention is relevant…you worked together on a new product, didn’t you?

    But now he has an unfolding notebook computer. Wow! That’s a mindboggling idea. You spend a fair amount of time on the computer and often wish it had a wall sized screen for viewing movies, so maybe there was a tinge of wishfulness here.

    And lo! His computer shows a commercial that results in the accumulation of stuff…lots of books and other paraphanalia being heaped up. And then the structure of the stuff all disappears. You were happy about all of the chaos it generated. A fan of deconstruction, you might like such a jolly activity that ends up falling apart.

    Yep, it’s all clear to me what that means; isn’t it to you? Clearly you wish you were a woman with a fold-up apparatus that spawns images of proliferation under the guise of patriotism.

    So, nothing new in all of that, it’s the post dream reverie that I’m really curious about. That’s over the top, man. The metatwaddler can’t talk about that here.


    Comment by bluevicar — 9 March 2007 @ 7:19 am

  8. No. Just this dream.


    Comment by Jonathan Erdman — 9 March 2007 @ 3:03 pm

  9. I suspect you’re all correct — in your own slightly disturbed ways. By the way, the commercial in my dream was, I think, a parody of a computer commercial that got rid of all the piles of crap in the classroom by loading it onto the computer. And what Bill had to show me wasn’t his computer — which he seemed to take for granted but that I thought was cool in the dream — but the commercial. These thoughts are for my own consideration, since I’m sure you’ve got better things to do than re-analyze my dream in light of the new data. Or at least you seem to believe you’ve got better things to do…


    Comment by ktismatics — 9 March 2007 @ 9:38 pm

  10. Thank for making this available to the public.


    Comment by Alberta Williams — 10 March 2007 @ 11:23 pm

  11. Hey your not on Stylnox are you?



    Comment by Ivan — 10 March 2007 @ 11:41 pm

  12. Alberta-

    Thanks for reading it. It’s weird, but when I click your name on your comment it takes me to a page of HP notebook computers. Maybe you sell a foldout computer screen like in my dream? Maybe going to produce my dream commercial? Some kind of anomalous overlap between dream and waking worlds.


    Comment by ktismatics — 10 March 2007 @ 11:45 pm

  13. Ivan –

    What the heck is Stylnox? As far as I know I’m not on it, but maybe somebody’s been slipping some into my vin rouge.


    Comment by ktismatics — 10 March 2007 @ 11:49 pm

  14. To me the Bill who changes in Shaun is Bill Gates who’s desire you have in my opinion guessed correctly: to shift commerce to more creative (right brain) activities to do in classrooms, education. The result is more productivity and fun and it relates to your former posts about global thinking, which is traditionally encouraged in women and discouraged in men.
    The red, white and blue are the colours of both Dutch, French and American flags. But there are also countries that have combinations of these colours. There is some reference to where you are, what it means to you.
    Education is a growing market and technology will make more possible.
    You may be slightly worried about the loss of left-brain activity though. You might be worried about the school and future of your daughter. But you are relieved when the classroom is filled with books and creations. It seems to end very well.
    (is there a link to your book?)
    How Lynchian music & actresses fit in? It does seem a logical consequence of unleaching creativity.
    Maybe some worry that without some kind of script (beliefsystem?) it will end in funny yet meaningless chaos.


    Comment by Odile — 14 March 2007 @ 2:52 pm

  15. These are good thoughts. Bill Gates in my dream? And his becoming a woman is a shift to right-brain computing? Once, before he became famous, my wife and I went to a talk by Bill Gates. He is not a very dynamic speaker, and he was talking about Microsoft’s new spreadsheet program — very left-brain. I noticed that my wife’s eyes were closing, and that she was starting to lean sideways in her seat. I should have nudged her, but I wanted to see if she would tip all the way over. I thought it would have been funny. Am I cruel or anarchic? She woke up, so nothing dramatic happened.

    “Funny yet meaningless chaos” is just the sort of place to play in the sand, isn’t it? Then we could make any number of interesting realities.


    Comment by ktismatics — 14 March 2007 @ 6:42 pm

  16. “I noticed that my wife’s eyes were closing, and that she was starting to lean sideways in her seat. I should have nudged her, but I wanted to see if she would tip all the way over. I thought it would have been funny. Am I cruel or anarchic? She woke up, so nothing dramatic happened.”

    That’s hilarious. Was she mad at you, or does she love you for being so hilarious? THIS may be key to any anarchism or lack thereof in your soul!


    Comment by Jason Hesiak — 21 March 2007 @ 11:56 pm

  17. She was mad at me when I told her my fantasy of chaos and that I could have intervened but didn’t. I think over the years she’s learned to put up with my idiosyncracies. I think I used to be funnier then — though the anarchic instinct persists.


    Comment by ktismatics — 22 March 2007 @ 7:54 am

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