Ever had a dream that scared you or caused a philosophical thought, making you constantly think of the dream in the day? Or dreamed of something that suddenly seemed to sort of "fit" into place with something that happened in reality and you start to get creeped out.
Well, I have this weird story to share (weird in the sense I am freaking mad).
We bought an old piano and I'm really attached to it. Its a Waldberg brand and I can't find any information about it online, nor can other owners of Waldberg pianos (note: not Waldberg Berlin). We do know its about 80 years old though. I've always been curious of its history but I'll never know.
I sometimes would joke about a "ghost" being attached to the piano. Just because its old, nothing more. Sometimes I'd picture a past owner sitting at it hitting the keys, not in a creepy way but almost in a comforting kind of way... an old piano with many players and many who cared for it, you can almost feel the joy and emotion that many of its players have left behind, as if the wood casing silently echo's a thousand performances. I often wonder how the piano made it so far; while there is no way to tell, my best efforts at research indicate the piano could be from London in England or Germany somewhere. I'd really like to trace its routes and how it got to the other side of the world, but its probably impossible... maybe during the war? Maybe by someone in modern times who was moving countries? Its fun to ponder.
Last night I had this dream that the piano was in a very old time, perhaps after the Victorian era. My piano was there in an older room, and a very well dressed and groomed man in a black suit sat at the piano. I saw the back of the upright piano, I couldn't see the mans face after he sat down. He began to play until suddenly... a bang. I don't know what happened, but it felt like there was a shockwave (or at least a damn loud sound that sent vibrations around). His head flew forward and smacked the bass keys, his skull shattered, red blood spewing out over the piano, standing out so vividly against whiteness of the keys, staining them. I walked over, like I was a ghost and not there, just watching. It was so horribly eerie and scary. The dream then went all silly, my family appeared and it was modern day and my mother started dismantling the piano haha. But for a moment there it was a sinister dream.
I let my imagination run wild after I wake up. For a while I started thinking "What if there is something 'spiritual' bonded to the piano that has revealed the darkness of the past by influencing my dreams?". Someone playing their last song knowing death was coming? Of course, I don't seriously believe that... but, dreams like that niggle away at me in the day, and even though I know its just my subconscious taking advantage of my thoughts for the purpose of a scathing nightmare, every time I walk past the piano I stare at the bass keys, which coincidentally one of the keys has a crack in them... from the impact of a skull? 
Wondering if anyone else has ever had a dream thought affect their waking life, regardless how silly and outrageously wild the dream matter is... because its not the first time a bizarre idea from a dream has eaten away at me, even though it goes against all logic. 
I'm like one of those people that saw Jaws then got scared of bathtubs haha.
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