Type A Dream Influenza
by With the current fears of a swine flu influenza pandemic at hand, I discovered that in recent days it has been subconsciously affecting me.
Most of us have recurring elements of a dream most nights. For me, I dreamed about Walt Disney World, my family, churches with organs pipe and electronic, cruises, mountainous places, Howard Goodall, and even the Ad Council. My grandmother speculates that they recur in my dreams because I fantasise too much, but that’s not always the case – my autistic trait of having narrow interests, reading and watching on screened media about a great deal of them, and remembering past vacations cause them to reappear from time to time. Recent news has it that I found a novel element of my dream – a reference to the current swine flu epidemic.
Neither I nor people I personally know have the Type A Influenza virus, nor have dreamed about its affected people, deceased or living. With 159 suspected deaths in originating Mexico and 1 death here in my native United States the swine flu continues to affect our various ways of life, not just in personal and public hygiene. It affected me too, since I had recent dreams in two consecutive days about references to the viral illness.
In the first dream, I was in Blizzard Beach at Walt Disney World, although it looked different from the real venue. I did a musical number in Tike’s Peak, with a few kids and Disney Characters (To the best of my memory, Mickey and Minnie Mouse and Goofy Goof were present.) and me, wearing an Ariel-like mermaid tail. The fun stopped when the parents, aunts, and uncles told me that I had to go home, not only the other side of the imaginary version of this Disney water park was too far that it would close down, but it was to be quarantined due to the swine flu virus outbreak. The adults and I walked to the other side in a very long footpath, despite warnings of park closing and the deadly influenza, and then an eclipse darkened the sky, prompting a message from the intercom advising us to remain indoors and do some quiet time until the sky turns blue and sunny again. The PA convinced us to think of it as if we were celebrating the birth of Christ, although the holiday associated with it, Christmas, occurs actually around 240 days after the night of this dream. We went to a barn and found barnyard animals surrounding Jesus, asleep on the hay, I was about to sleep, but I woke up.
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