Good morning, D-League!
I have an artist friend that showed me a painting he'd started in 1991 but never finished. Told me he had a dream that year that we went back to Iraq and Bush was president again. He had been talking to a Marine about the war at the time. So he started that painting about it, but didn't know how the dream finished and left it as is.
His mom confirmed that he'd told her about it and she thought he was full of it at the time. He told her it was the beginning of something besides the end of Iraq even though he didn't understand how it ended. In that same recurring dream he had also dreamed about 2 huge buildings falling down that looked like the WTC but, knowing how they were built througj his history of architecture classes, and the landscape of the dream, didn’t think it could be them. As he was painting that scene, it never looked right to him.
At the very end of the dream there was a fence around all of the big buildings and a camou tank drove into the scene. When he realized that it was pointing at American civilians and not an enemy he climbed onto the tank. Tried to get inside to see who was in it, then the dream ended.
Even though his dream was right, except it was a different Bush he knew nothing about at the time, he was going to throw it away. I took the unfinished painting from him and still have it in my shed or other storage somewhere. Need to see if he'll finish it now.
@MdWIldcat55 post reminded me of it just now. Hadn't thought about it in years.
I'll ask him if he's had any other dreams, like say, who wins the tournament this year. He called 98 for the Cats at the beginning of the SEC schedule that year. Everyone laughed at him, including me. If it wasn't for him, though, I wouldn't have driven to San Antonio to see the game.
Hope yall have a great day. I'm sore again from cutting tree limbs and vines away from power lines yesterday. God was good to me. No electrical lines cut or damaged. No shocks. No divots in my head from falling limbs. Just sore
Digging and raking and cutting today.aybe some painting. Not much like the Irish celebrations of my youth when I wanted to see the Chicago River run green. Maybe some whiskey before bed.
GO CATS!!