Waking Finnegan

“We are such stuff as dreams are made of, and our whole life is rounded with a sleep” ~ Shakespeare

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Tuesday, July 26, 2005

Bomb Dream


Acoustically live walls and engine din in the front-end interior of a cavernous transport jet which sports scenic bulkhead skylights and translucent hazy blue "lookout ports". There are no passenger seats, except where I'm buckled next to C inside this metal and glass-gridded nose cone.

A terrible hoard of missiles shrieks down upon us---pirouetting like a squadron of stunt-flyers. En masse, they pull up alongside, occluding the light. I tell C: "This is what Wagner meant by "Twilight of the Gods".

Inches from my face a dark missile begins spinning menacingly, with all the others following this "leader", who I sense is gathering strength from my fear. When I inch back in my seat, I clearly see the shaft adjusting itself in millimeter increments.

Suddenly H.B. barges in from the back like a runty Napoleon and starts loudly barking pit bull orders at the missiles. "Get the fuck back!" He looks rabid, but turns to us winking and smiling reassuringly and says: "They're in training. I need to be like Hannibal with an attitude---Patton on PCP---or else they won't follow orders---start acting on their own. They're are smart bombs, but only if you educate them".

62 Comments:

Blogger RuKsaK said...

Pretty electric words there - much more punchy than you're usual style. It reads a little like one of the paragraph novels, if you don't mind me saying so.

Anyway, great line at the end 'only if you educate them'

Like it!

11:00 PM  
Blogger finnegan said...

ruk, don't mind you saying so at all! Paragraph novels? Gotta google that one.

Thanks for the swoop down.

11:26 PM  
Blogger Geetanjali said...

Rather dark and ominous n'est ce pas? Made me shudder in my seat to even consider such an eventuality...

8:26 AM  
Blogger Calaloola said...

intriguing and engaging. as disturbing as it is funny :)

9:35 AM  
Blogger _Soulless_ said...

Acoustically live walls

this metal and glass-gridded nose cone

pirouetting like a squadron of stunt-flyers


Repeatedly, my brain gets whacked whenever I read how you describe things in your dreams. ^_^

9:42 AM  
Blogger transience said...

the runty napoleon got into my shorts the other day.

11:49 AM  
Blogger finnegan said...

geetanjali, do you ever have ominous dreams where the feeling is one of: "Oh God this is it!?" I imagine everyone does. Mine are getting more frequent. This one I decided to post because of the odd
Strangelove-like appearance of H.B. (which are the initials of an ex-marine I'd encountered while teaching some years ago) He was Tunisian and was a sort of expert on Hannibal.

calaloola, Yes, I often get horrific dreams where an absurd or oddball character or situation pops up to throw the proverbial "pie in the face".

soulless, Whack whack whack. Please come back. The end. (not as good as your poems dear!)

transience, Was he worth all the decorations? Was he Elba or Waterloo? Or just loo?

2:38 PM  
Blogger finnegan said...

trans extra,
the runty napoleon got into my shorts the other day.

I do notice how your comments here are getting "briefer".

2:41 PM  
Blogger Patry Francis said...

I've never heard of a paragraph novel, but if they don't exist, I think you've invented the genre.

4:50 AM  
Blogger finnegan said...

patry,
There was once a "Dime Novel", but the name wasn't based on size. Today, 10 cents might get you a couple of sentences...now there's a novel idea.

7:26 AM  
Blogger Grafxgurl said...

hey!:D thanks for dropping by my blog!! your post suddenly made me feel like i was in the cockpit and suddenly being whooshed away!!
with my face being stretched out sideways!

:P

nice blog!!

8:09 AM  
Blogger finnegan said...

grafxgurl,
You mean stretched-out like this?:
http://homepage.mac.com/
venasque/filechute/
mecopy.jpg

8:24 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I agree with Ruksak's comment about the ending. In fact, the whole damned thing captivated me. Very scary and very funny.

8:38 AM  
Blogger gulnaz said...

this was an intense and scary dream, looks like you were kidnapped in your sleep and flown over the iraqi airspace! :)
a runty napoleon like a patton-on-pcp educating smart bombs...phew!!
btw, whatever a paragraph novel is this definitely is one of the better ones. :)

12:23 PM  
Anonymous Anil said...

the sheer kinetic force of the words you used to describe this dream pushed me back in my seat...fast-paced and energetic...this one kicked ass!

5:08 PM  
Blogger finnegan said...

anil,
i was inspired by the sarge. he was sort of like "the wolf" in pulp fiction---coming in and taking care of business.

"pretty please, with sugar on top?"

5:37 PM  
Blogger Perfect Virgo said...

The amazing superflywebpimp purveyed parargrah novels and left wordage of in our comments boxes until earlier this year. He is missed.

Today I felt like a boy with a sci-fi comic. The graphic pictures flooded my conscience. The distorted perspective shoved a giant nosecone into my face!

8:16 AM  
Blogger gulnaz said...

you forgot to reply to my comment :(

10:55 AM  
Blogger finnegan said...

gulnaz & gulnaz,

:-( indeed!

Your comment did not get overlooked at all my dear! As I tend to do several things at once at the computer (I absolutely refuse to use the term: "multi-task") I sometimes err this way. I'd answered your comment and clicked "publish". Obviously it hadn't when I assumed
it had!

I deserve nothing less than a cat-o'-nine tails for that! I deserve to be dragged through thistles and be plagued by fleas and UFO's, along with many days of an amplified monotone drone reading of the N.Y. County telephone book. Did I leave anything out?

Anyway, the gist of my remark was thus: "Thanks, Gulnaz!"

1:33 PM  
Blogger Grafxgurl said...

OI!!! you are henceforth added to my TIN!! i Dub thee Sir Finneganalot!!

*scampers away giggling*

2:36 PM  
Blogger finnegan said...

Grafxgurl,
Sir Finneganalot? Hmmm. That's a real mouthful not likely to fit in your blogroll without overspill.

How 'bout: "Wanking Finnegan?"....No, .I didn't think so. Well, in that case: "Sir Wankalot?"....right....Ok, how about: "Don't wank me up, I've already polished my rifle? No no, that won't do either.

Anyone?

3:11 PM  
Blogger Grafxgurl said...

:D thanks for linking me!!
heres the link... made one just now

http://www.geocities.com/sweet_art2/grafxgurl.gif

6:05 PM  
Blogger Fist said...

Heh Finn, I replied to your attack on me here, just so you know.

:)

6:26 PM  
Blogger finnegan said...

grafxgurl, great banner grafx!
You now dance right along with soulless---with anil sandwiched in-between. I'm sure he won't mind at all.

fisted...my attack on you?. Go back into the recesses of your deluded thinking, and pause for a moment...

Life is hard, I do understand! But you need to ease up a bit on the steroids. Be mindful of what Trans suggested.

7:02 PM  
Blogger Fist said...

*pauses*

*nothing changes*

*concludes you don't understand*

*just like Oh never mind*

8:02 PM  
Blogger Grafxgurl said...

lol Finnegan...hope the poor chap doesnt get squished..!!!

8:04 PM  
Blogger finnegan said...

fisted, It's getting late. Good night.

grafxgurl, ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
;-) ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

9:16 PM  
Blogger Fist said...

Bonsoir!

9:28 PM  
Blogger Cocaine Jesus said...

whack
smack
crack

a sharp and short one this and punchy too.

the sorta thing kids of the sixties dreams were made of. fear of missiles and nukes.

love the way you draw that wanker wagner into it. (love his music not his politics).

also love that line "like a runty napoleon", the sort of line that we all hope to write.

10:21 PM  
Blogger . : A : . said...

Very different dream this time.

A good pace in this one.

2:45 AM  
Blogger finnegan said...

fist,
later

cocaine jesus,
wow, what a surprise! i thought you'd fallen off the end of time jesus. do you think you'll be coming back anytime soon?

...punched (several times) , whacked, kicked-ass, faced-shoved, attack, whack, smack, crack...

my comments box has sort of reflected the dream piece. must be the heat.

.:a:. it was full of glass, steel and sweat. my mortal flesh cringes at that combination.

9:48 AM  
Blogger gulnaz said...

chuckles!!!
your cuteness saves you! :)

10:25 AM  
Blogger gulnaz said...

btw, your idea of punishment is reallllly kinky, especially the ny county-telephone-book-reading, lol.

10:52 AM  
Blogger finnegan said...

gulnaz glad I got off lightly ;-)

gulnaz again,
Actually I didn't intend for the NY county phone book punishment to be anything near kinky. I've got to work on that one in my head for a bit. I'll get back to you...

2:51 PM  
Blogger Perfect Virgo said...

I'll use block capitals next time ;-)

3:31 PM  
Blogger finnegan said...

VIRGO, I THINK SOMETHING OOKY IS HAPPENING WITH BLOGGER'S "PUBLISH" FEATURE, AS THE SAME THING HAPPENED WITH GULNAZ. (SEE HER REMARK ABOVE).

I WAS SURE I'D REPLIED TO YOUR TYPICALLY ASTRINGENT REMARKS, BUT IT OBVIOUSLY DIDN'T REGISTER.

PERHAPS I'M MOVING AROUND TOO QUICKLY. I'LL SLOW DOWN AND DOUBLE-CHECK THE RESULTS!

Now, back to normal sized response. I haven't checked out superflywebpimp yet, but will do so in short order to see abou this paragraph nove approach.

I wish I could write in a way to better get at what this dream was really like. The menace of those missiles was such that it felt like a premonition. Not good.

The H.B. character was frightening both in his overconfident display of macho authority as well as his actual fearlessness of the situation. Nothing could touch him. In real life he always struck me like the Robert Duvall's "Kilgore" in "Apocolypse Now!"
I called him "Kilgore", and he always beamed with pride at that. He didn't realise it wasn't at all a compliment.

"When I say it's safe to surf, it's safe to surf!"

7:52 PM  
Blogger finnegan said...

You see folks? The coffee from this morning evidently hasn't worn off yet, as the dumb typos above attest. I'll leave them there to remind myself to breathe.

7:56 PM  
Blogger _Soulless_ said...

I deserve to be dragged through thistles and be plagued by fleas and UFO's, along with many days of an amplified monotone drone reading of the N.Y. County telephone book.
===
How 'bout: "Wanking Finnegan?"....No, .I didn't think so. Well, in that case: "Sir Wankalot?"....right....


Wahahahaha! Nutty dearest, I visit your site not just for the dream entries but also for the replies you post to your readers' comments. Dang. You make me laugh so hard it's so not ladylike. (argh, side-stitches again!)

^_^

10:58 PM  
Blogger Perfect Virgo said...

Finnegan my dear friend, please don't fret. I was poking fun as indeed I am sure was Gulnaz. You invariably respond in the fullest, most erudite manner to all your contributors which is what makes your site such a resounding success. Not for you the casual one-liner! I am convinced any omission stems entirely from technical problems with our genial host,
the incorrigible "Blogger."

Let us say glitch rather loudly and we'll hear no more of this nonsense! (Hang on, typically astringent, eh?) ;-) Please do check out superfly, there is a link to his "Paragraph Novels" in my sidebar. He hasn't posted for a while but the stories are truly inspired little gems. A trawl through his archives will have you laughing out loud and admiring his nimble leaps between literary styles...

This dream was much more edgy than previous reveries. I also find it fascinating that these comment threads seem to help tease out yet more detailed recollections.

11:17 PM  
Blogger karma said...

ooo scary and bed-wetting. please wake up soon

3:04 AM  
Blogger finnegan said...

soulless
You have a belly-satisfying, rollicking laugh there Soulless---your "wahahahaha!" really rattles all the apostrophes, parenthesis and commas in here. Do not, I repeat, not dignify this site with any intimations of lady-like correctness!
Cartoon-hysterical hyena guffaws are what shake up my imagination. Let 'er rip!

Virgo,

VIRGO:"You invariably respond in the fullest, most erudite manner to all your contributors which is what makes your site such a resounding success."

(Finnegan bats his thickly blackened eyelashes while fanning the beads of perspiration on his face with a plastic fan from Fukmi's Take-Away---causing his cut-rate, off-the-shelf peruke to rapidly hop on his head, exposing a row of adhesive-backed velcro tabs)

FINNEGAN:
"Oh Perfect, you make me blush so!"

karma,
Not to worry. I use *Depends X-tra Dry*® with velcro tabs.

8:54 AM  
Blogger Dr. Charles said...

very interesting personification, or at least animalistic missiles, cruising like angry eels. I could see this one adapted for a wild anime cartoon. the dialogue perfectly absurd.

10:00 AM  
Blogger finnegan said...

D.C., First time anyone has mentioned any of this as having anime potential. I guess I'll go check out what's new in that arena.

I'm starting to see why I never get anything done. I sniff out threads at the drop of a stitch. (Ouch)

10:17 AM  
Blogger luz de la luna said...

I liked the character at the end shouting at the missiles and giving you a wink! I wish I had good dreams like this! *sigh* Nicely written as always!

- Martin

12:01 PM  
Blogger finnegan said...

luz de la luna, I'm sure you do have impressive dreams. You just have to eat dark chocolate lat at night and practice coaxing the byproducts out, so to speak.

12:16 PM  
Blogger J said...

Whoa! I love that blogroll thing you've got there in the left or is it right? No, I think I'm right... see there I go again :D

Thanks for dropping by my blog.

7:09 AM  
Blogger J said...

Whoa! I love that blogroll thing you've got there in the left or is it right? No, I think I'm right... see there I go again :D

Thanks for dropping by my blog.

7:10 AM  
Blogger finnegan said...

J, rrriiiiight....

8:52 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Lost in this terrific and frightening dream. This is one of the more unique blogs I've found. Hope you stick around!

6:04 PM  
Blogger Perfect Virgo said...

Try superglue rather than velcro. Works for me!

Someone had to post comment number 50 for you, I thought it might as well be me...

8:17 PM  
Blogger Zataod said...

Well, I got 51. Finnegan, your dreams are enjoyable to read, but then the comments of your readers add a great deal to the experience.

8:37 PM  
Blogger finnegan said...

Virgo, Harharhar. Just be careful with the super glue technique---it's effective but lethal if you drip any on 6.30 dropper--you'll never get the ol' ticker
to strike 12.00 again, I'm certain.

50 is a lot of work. I don't know how Transience can keep it up. Youth must be one powerful incentive.

Zataod, You are absolutely right. Without the comments, I doubt I'd keep this thing going. Commenters like Virgo inspire and amuse everyone lucky enough to read them. I'm grateful for it.

Thanks for your warm and generous comments as well, Zataod.

9:08 PM  
Blogger Grafxgurl said...

*waits patiently for the next post*......sigh........

6:05 AM  
Blogger finnegan said...

grafxgurl,
there are a lot of other dreams that nobody pays any attention to any more. they are sad and lonely.

8:06 AM  
Blogger Grafxgurl said...

WEL post them uppppppp~~~ you shall have plenty of attention THEN!! * taps toes on floor waiting*

8:51 AM  
Blogger Extempore said...

That's a lovely bit of writing. :)

10:02 AM  
Blogger . : A : . said...

Quite a combination that is!

10:27 AM  
Blogger finnegan said...

grafx, Now look what you made me do! I got nervous trying to post my latest, and spilled virtual coffee over the words. Now I'll have too begin virtually from scratch.

extempore, Thanks for the nice comment you dropped in my chatterbox here.

.:a:., .:A:..:B:..:C:..:D:..:E:..:F:..:G:....

4:46 PM  
Blogger superflywebpimp said...

from whence comes this whipping wind and rain that doth carry my name in such hushed whispers? in darkened corners of thy net's cramped edges do i find thee, huddling in quiet comment boxes of theory and wonder. nay! nay i say to you, such kind words of "the paragraph novels" have not gone unnoticed, nor will such good deeds go unrewarded. for in the next life, may ye all be cloaked in full-length gerbil coats, and feet laced with rollerskates of gold.

superflywebpimp,
genius author of the paragraphnovels

8:32 PM  
Blogger Bouls said...

Makes me feel like I'm in some kind of liquid war zone and the bombs have some kind of sperm-like identity as they float and dash around. This is my impression at 1:04 AM.

10:05 AM  
Blogger Bouls said...

P.S. Great impressions, really felt like I was in this dream along with you and C.

10:20 AM  
Blogger finnegan said...

Superflywebpimp
Wow, that was a paragraph novel right there worth publishing in "Believe it or Not".

Bouls,
spermy bombs in a liquid war space. yow.

Bouls
Next time you should try flying 1st Class where the service and bombs are even more impressive.

10:20 PM  

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