In Your (Celebrity) Dreams
My Encounter with John Lennon
In my dream, my 6 year old son was with me, and we were being chased by a band of tribal marauders, somewhat akin to the Viking caricatures featured in the Capitol One commercials. We were running for our lives through a dark forest, the ground was covered in a thick underbrush, which was impeding our haste. Suddenly, there was a clearing, and out of nowhere appeared a house. Not the friendliest abode I’d ever seen, but at that moment, I didn’t care whether it was inhabited, nor by whom, it just looked like a good place for us to take refuge, however fleeting that might end up being. But the minute we entered the home, we were encountered by a three men, two of whom were quietly sitting at a table in the kitchen, eating sandwiches. All of them were dressed in hunting-type gear, complete with knit caps. The third man was standing up, his back turned to us. He was the only one who spoke. What he said was “Oh, there you are, we’ve been waiting for you”. When he turned around, I was shocked to see none other than John Lennon himself, posthumously. He then explained that he was making sandwiches for us, and asked if we preferred pb & j, or bologna. I told him pb & j would be just fine. He then invited us to have a seat at the table. He gave us our sandwiches, and told us to go ahead and eat, that he was just going to finish throwing his bologna sandwich together.
The Way Out
A few minutes later, he joined us at the table. I was still visibly aghast, and asked if he minded if I ask him a question. He replied sure, anything you like. I asked him “aren’t you supposed to be dead?” His answer was “yes, do you have a problem with that?” I lied and stammered “no, not really”. I then asked if I could ask him another question. He said “sure, what’s on your mind?” I then asked him the stupidest question I could think of, out of sheer nervousness. I asked “So all that supposed rivalry between the Beatles and the Stones, was any of that real, or was it just hype put forth by your handlers?” He gave a little guffaw, then said, “look, I’m just going to say this and be done with it – as far as I’m concerned, if it wasn’t for us Beatles, there would have been no Stones”. I said “well, that’s good enough for me, thank you for indulging me”. Then he said, “now I’m going to tell you how to escape from that wild bunch that’s been chasing you. When you leave, go north, and a few yards straight ahead, you’ll find a river. When you come to the river, you’ll see a tall tree with a long vine attached to it. Grab ahold, have your son hang on, take as many giant steps backward while still gripping the vine, and run as fast as you can. You’ll be swinging Tarzan-style over the river. When you get to the other side, a group of people will be waiting for you. They’re good people, and they will rescue you from the bad guys”. I then thanked Mr. Lennon for his sage advice, told him I’ve always loved him, will always love him, I consider him my hero, and that I was sorry he had to leave us so soon. He told me he appreciated that, and then said “no time to waste, you’d better go now, if you don’t, those animals will be catching up with you soon!” I bade him farewell, told him I can’t wait to see him again, and did exactly as he had instructed. Sure enough, I found the river, vine, and could see the people cheering us on from the other side of the river. I told my son to hang on tight, and took a running leap for it. Just in time, we safely reached the other side. We could see the marauders from the opposite side of the river, waving their fists in the air, cursing and saying they’ll get us yet. Shortly afterward, I awoke, shaking my head, and wondering what the hell all that was about.
Later, I tell a good friend of mine about my dream. She happens to be a die-hard Lennon fan, and asked me “did you see the movie “Imagine”? I told her I was aware of it, but no, I’d never seen it, and asked her why she asked me if I’d seen it. She replied that there is a scene in the documentary where some guys had trespassed on Lennon’s property and were camping out. He confronts them, asking them why they were doing that. They reply “because you’re God, man”, to which he responds “No, I’m not God, I’m just an artist”. He then asks them if they’re hungry, and they reply yes. Next scene, he’s feeding them, and what are they eating? That’s right, SANDWICHES! I swear I never saw this movie before I had my dream, but you can be assured that when I witnessed this part of the movie for myself, I was flabbergasted!
According to several sources, dreaming of being chased usually indicates you’re trying to run away from your problems. Dreaming of celebrities means you wish you were famous or think that you missed your chance to be famous. You may also have feelings of regret for not making the most of your life. I’m not doubting any of that. But I also know that these are very common dream themes, and that lots of us dream about various celebrities. I once read somewhere that many people, even some celebs themselves, have dreamed of John Lennon. I can only imagine what others have to share on that note, but for me, the mere retelling of this particular dream makes me misty.
Lennon Quotes (some are borderline eerie!)
So I’ll end my piece with some very a propos quotes, as well as the following sample lyric from Lennon’s #9 Dream:
So long ago
Was it in a dream, was it just a dream?
I know, yes I know
Seemed so very real, it seemed so real to me
"I believe in everything until it's disproved. So I believe in fairies, the myths, dragons. It all exists, even if it's in your mind. Who's to say that dreams and nightmares aren't as real as the here and now? Reality leaves a lot to the imagination." Source:http://members.aol.com/tawmayboy/lennon.htm
I'm not afraid of death because I don't believe in it. It's just getting out of one car, and into another. Source:quotes.prolix.nu
“A dream you dream together is reality".Source:http://www.fortwayne.com/mld/journalgazette/living/11140450.htm
"You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one"
Source: Song, Imagine
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