Long time no blog
I somehow fell away from writing blog posts. It must have happened for many people now that facebook, flickr, twitter, and SMS can consume the bits of creative energy. But I felt like returning here after getting enough sleep for the first time in a long time. Trying to keep a growing start-up happy along with two little kids take a big chunk of sleep out of my life. So in general I have been in a form of stupor when it comes to the times when I might write a posting here. But I don't like that things have gotten so stale. As usual there is no hope for a massive encyclopedic update. The pictures of life may resolve some of what happened in the past few years. I have noticed that videos are more useful than still shots to give a flavor of life. When Sarah and I look at our digital picture library we say that we never have enough good pictures and never have enough videos.
I have this nightmare that I figured I'd document. It has recurred more than once so I am now used to it. In the dream I am driving a car on a highway. But at the same time I am driving the car by remote control. The "me" that I am conscious of is the one driving the car. I can see the car at first but then I am driving it remotely with no way to see what is happening to it because it has gone behind a hill. Since I am stationary it keeps getting further away. After a while I wonder how I can keep driving the car without seeing what it looks like from where the car is or being in the car itself. The car starts to swerve into traffic on the highway and eventually at a rapid speed flys off the highway. In this case I am aware that the crash was severe. It was fatal. The me in the car had died. But the me driving the car while feeling a terrible pit in my stomach for having died is still alive. So I walk about and think about how I am still alive although I have died. I go into a town and speak to some people. The can see me and I can see them and we are therefore all ghosts/spirits of people who have died. The town is not special or heavenly. We talk and I realize that I have been wrong my whole life about death. That people can live beyond their own death in spirit. I see that there is this other next world that is not much different from this one. And if I were to die in that world there would be more and more universes that I could pass through as a controller of myself through remote control. I awoke a little confused but remembered that there was a world or two that I was living in my dream.
I don't need to analyze this dream much. It underlies the typical fears of a father and an entrepreneur. Much of what I try to do is not fully under my control. My children will be what they will be and my business is in the hands of employees and customers more than it is in mine. As things go forwards the feelings of control that come from youth slip away the more I work to establish situations that I can control. In the end I am like the remote controller trying to drive fast cars. I need to let the driver drive their own car. If I can't see what it looks like from the car it will crash.
