Sunday, March 29, 2009

Carl Jung & Fangoria Clash

Who is to say what dreams are made of? Mel Torme suggested polka dots and moonbeams. Wes Craven suggested Freddy Kruger. William Dement said that dreams allowed us all to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives.

"Recall the old story of the rather refined young man who preferred sex dreams to visiting brothels because he met a much nicer type of girl that way," suggested Vivian Mercer. Perhaps her dreams turned out that way too.

Carl Jung thought that dreams made for good art and I happen to agree. I've been reading a fair amount of Jung's Programme Notes by Miles McClagan and it has made me reconsider my dreams. As a kid I remember dreaming often and to some great depth, but as an adult I seldom do and only the ones I have right before waking tend to stick with me, but I know what my dreams are.

My dreams are simply my unconscious mind creating some macabre Tex Avery cartoon out of the remnants of my day such as this, but the other kind of dreams aren't lost on me.

I know what it means to long for something. To want something so bad you can almost taste it. That is why I give you this photo:

This little girl, Nora, has a dream too. She wants to be the next Fangoria Spooksmodel and she needs your help. Go Here and vote and I will personally buy all of you a drink the next time I see you. Top shelf and imported are okay, just vote and vote often from every computer you can find. Voting only lasts for another seven hours so vote now! Scroll down to Nora O'Sullivan and click the box mark Vote! Do it now before it's too late!

How can you say no to this face?
Doc

9 comments:

  1. The power of the Internet compels you...

    The power of the Internet compels you...

    The power of the Internet compels you...

    The power of the Internet compels you...

    Done and done sir.

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  2. Im voting for the chick in the blue eyeshadow.


    peace
    #2

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  3. I could do a whole other blog just on my dreams. They are pretty vivid, with quite acrid and bitter twists...

    Product of too many Big Ms as a child

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  4. Wow, I didn't get to see th' whole pix before I voted!!

    You know this means Bubs owes both of us a drink. Are we going out to see him or him comin' o'er to see us? I say "road trip".

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  5. Thank you so much for blogging me! I came in third place! Email me at nora.e.osullivan, I'd like to talk!

    Thanks so much!

    ~Nora

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  6. That's a gmail address, sorry. It's one of those days. ^_^

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