genesis conference dream

It feels that creativity can spawn from any empty page.

In this dream, I was at a concert honoring past, great, art-rock bands. For some reason I wasn’t watching the concert, I guess because I knew what was coming next, or I thought I knew. But, then I realized I was missing Genesis, so I went to the auditorium and they were just wrapping up one of my favorite classics; I think it was “Supper’s Ready,” perhaps. The auditorium was almost cleared, however, of people; there were a few freaks just bobbing their heads. I got to see Peter Gabriel, get heckled a little as he left the stage, about practicing. He said, “we practiced just a few days ago.”

For the last scene, these green-faced, long-faced riders (they looked a little like greys, perhaps) were prancing their mounts (horses) out in the audience in this very delicate, choreographed dance. Horses were side-stepping one another and such.

How very strange that I had my last Genesis conference dream exactly one month ago.