"Into the rock through walls of red dreams"
- The Scorpions, "Pictured Life"
"Eyes that shine burning red, dreams of you all through my head"
- Led Zeppelin, "Black Dog"
This weekend I had a dream that blew me away - literally.
I dreamed that the planet Mars exploded. I stood looking out the window at my front yard, and watching red pebbles and debris rain down from the sky.
And what was my dream-self's immediate reaction? That I had to go down to the computer and blog about this! I even dreamed up - if you will - a rather good title for the post: "And Then There Were Seven". A reference to that fact that with Pluto recently de-planetized and Mars now gone, our solar system was down two planets in less than a month's time.
Not sure what to make of this. Maybe I'm just thinking about blogging too much. Or thinking about science fiction too much. Or maybe blogging about science fiction too much.
Or is it some kind of sign. Mars = War god. Blowing up. Fallout raining down.