Eroplano

Chino's Flights of Fancy.

Monday, June 23, 2003

more on the airplanes

in my dream (see my previous blogpost) after the second plane crash, i remember rushing to a telephone to call an emergency number but somehow not being able to recall any numbers to call. this was right after the plane crashed into the open field, right before i saw people starting to come out of the wreckage. maybe this is me realizing there's actually no one or nothing that can help the situation at hand.

the band's going to have a meeting at my house tonight perhaps to discuss recent events and get ourselves organized. that should be fun.

the commute to work today was ok enough (read: MRT was not as crowded so i got to sit down). but getting a ride to the MRT station was hell. daming tao!!! i should learn to get out of bed when my alarm sounds, and not put it on snooze after the first one and sleep for another ten, fifteen minutes. ah sleep, blissful sleep.

Sunday, June 22, 2003

airplanes

i had a dream about airplanes crashing from the sky today, hence the name of my blog.

in my dream, a small airplane crashed first, it landed in a grove of banana trees near a house. it was daytime and the sun was out. apparently no one was on the plane. it crashed, cartoon-like, nose-first into the ground, complete with smoking fuselage and bent wings and tail.

later on in the day (it was darker) another airplane crashed in to an open field near where the first plane fell. this second plane was a bit bigger and somehow i knew, as it was plummeting to the ground, that there were passengers on board. this plane crashed to the ground violently, and burst into flames. the good thing was, people survived. looking back, it was actually strange to see the plane's captain come out first before any passengers. he had a bloody nose and was wearing a life vest.

thoughts in my mind were: whoa, two airplanes crashing near where i was in the same day! (shades of 9-11 eh?) very weird. i recall going back to inspect the wreckage of the first smaller plane, and seeing Domino's logos on it and thinking, 'what? domino's flies its pizzas out now?'

that was my unconscious dealing with ene and andox quitting the band within a day of each other. ene (my band's now-ex-manager) on friday, andox (our now-ex-roadie) on saturday.

andox was the first airplane, the quit-crash apparently less emotionally traumatizing, as depicted by its size and relieving lack of flames and bodily injury ( no people on board, remember?). he was an excellent roadie, easily the best one to have worked for us. always ready to assist, always ready to act, hence the domino's logos on his plane. much like domino's, andox delivered.

as you may have guessed, ene was the second airplane. her quit-crash was more significant because, as i may not have realized earlier, her involvement in my band was accompanied by a weighty emotional investment on our part. we so want a good manager that her quitting was a great blow to us, she was so good at it. so i guess her quitting the band was more traumatizing for me (and maybe for my bandmates). i think ene burned herself out managing us, hence the flames and violent crash. the captain got out first, too, and maybe that symbolized her in a way, because the captain was supposed to keep everyone from crashing. but she bailed out first and left us, her passengers, to fend for ourselves. but the good thing was the passengers were alive -- ene and the band were still on speaking terms. maybe it was a good thing for her to leave. maybe she just wanted to still be friends, and not let work ruin our friendships. we were friends with her, after all, before she became our manager.

i don't have an explanation yet for the andox-plane crashing first and the ene-plane crashing later because the actual sequence of events happened in reverse. ene left first, then andox.

more on this later.