I Dream of Pasta Flies

I’ll continue my “where I’ve been” series a little later today, but for now I wanted to share a snippet from one of those random, dissociative dreams we all have.

There was a pile of wagon wheel pasta in a corner, and there were flies, who were made of pasta, swarming around and eating it. Just picture one of the endless variety of kids’ custom-shaped pastas, these in the cartoony outline of a house fly. They were alive, flying, moving around this pasta…and when they bit into the wagon wheels, the wheels would bleed…pasta sauce.

Do I need help?

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5 Responses to I Dream of Pasta Flies

  1. Brother Johnny October 10, 2007 at 4:49 pm #

    …something about a carcus…and vultures (or were they ‘eagles’)…

    Ahhh, the wonders of subconscious regurgitation!

  2. cathryn thomas October 11, 2007 at 2:19 am #

    Hey mike….
    cathryn here… i can only get myspace of my hubby’s PC…. dunno why… i can get it everywhere else….
    as per the dream…..
    there is a joke in the prophetic arena….. that there are prophetic dreams and there are pizza dreams….. i think ya just added a’nuther catagory….but i’ll ponder it and see if Jehovah sneaky gives me an interpretation.
    shalom to you!!

    yeah i’m in julian… NC…
    hopin to move to Austin soon…..

    so what’s up…
    ya got my email… so you can email there if you wish.

    xo in HIM, cat

  3. P.S. October 11, 2007 at 4:15 pm #

    …does this mean you’re the Pastafarian version of Beelzebub?

  4. zoecarnate October 11, 2007 at 4:17 pm #

    Pastafarian?? Oh my

  5. storbakken October 11, 2007 at 8:25 pm #

    Sounds like the Flying Spaghetti Monster is invading your dreams. Invasive atheistic fairy tales perpetrating dreams.

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