god head

In the past each time I had a dream I couldn't stop thinking about the next day or longer I would write it down so I wouldn't forget- so I could think about it later, or other people could think about it with me.  The I stopped writing things down- what a lazy habit to not write things down.  :0)

Here's the dream:  There was a scientific equation.  It was something commonly known, well accepted and simple.  I don't remember what the equation was, but something like E=mc2.

There was also an archeological discovery which was making news.  It was an enormous head of a statue of an ancient god.  Just the head was over two stories tall.  It was an unknown god.  In the eye of the statue a complex equation was carved.  Many linguists, cryptologists, scientists and mathematicians tried for many years to break the code and understand the equation.

Finally someone broke the code, and also understood that by combining the ancient complex equation with the modern simple equation there would be a massive leap in the course of human technology.  We would suddenly be far more advanced than we had ever dreamed of being.

End of dream.

So when I woke up I thought about implications of such an event.  What power might that person who broke the code possess?  How does the fact that the ancient code was written in the eye of a god factor into the story?

When I told D. his first question was, "What was the technological advance?"  Interestingly I understood that was a detail that wasn't actually important to the 'message' of the dream. However, it is very interesting to imagine what the advance could have been . . . space travel, advances in food production, longer lives . . .

Imagine what it could be, and imagine the one person who might have control over it world wide.

Imagine a false god giving information to a false prophet.

Imagine an antichrist with the future of mankind in his hands.

Just a note for posterity:  Disembodied heads- even if they are toys or ornaments creep me out. One of my former co-workers collects faces/heads and hands.  She has them hanging all over her house.  It's like a bunch of people looking at you and trying to grab you through the wall all the time.

We got everything moved into the house from storage last week.  There is no order here.  Once again there are boxes all over the place and I've run out of motivation to find places to put the stuff inside them.  Speaking of the stuff inside them . . . who has seven cake plates?  That would be me. I haven't even made seven cakes in the past 3 years.  I have six vacuum cleaners (I'm trying to remedy that situation) five blenders (I already got rid of two) two crystal trays, two beverage dispensers and several orderve platters, trays and multi tiered thingies. I have four or five sets of plates.  I am more excited about my two toasters because they are both pretty awesome for different reasons.  This is what happens when you walk around the store registering for wedding gifts willy-nilly.  I didn't think people would actually buy it all.

My exciting plans for the day include laundry, dishes, sorting and unpacking . . . chasing the toddler the whole time.