What does it all mean?

Earlier this morning, enjoying a sleep-in on my first day off for a while, I dreamt about these nasty little buggers, the South American fish candiru (Vandellia cirrhosa).

If you haven't heard of them before, they're a species of fish reputed to be capable of detecting urine in the water, and following to its source. Should that be you, foolishly skinny-dipping in the Amazon and having a piss at the same time, the frolicking candiru them swims up your urethra, imbeds itself in your body courtesy of spines in its gills, and begins to drink your blood. Charming, hey? Sounds rather like a member of the National Party...

The point of this post, though folks, is to ask for your assistance in interpreting this dream! What, pray tell, does it all mean? Please make your suggestions below, via the usual comments function.

Over to you!

Comments

Anonymous said…
First, thanks for the photo. I didn't realise my day was missing something until I saw it. I haven't grabbed my crotch and shivered to an almost faint since watching Al Swearengen on Deadwood scream his head off while the Doc dug around for kidney stones with a disturbingly thick pair of forceps inserted through his cock.

Secondly, they say every element in a dream represents some part of the dreamer, a part they're not particularly in touch with perhaps. To uncover it you must become that dream element and explore. What are its qualities? What is its motivation? What does it want to say (or do) to Richard?

So close your eyes.

Get comfortable.

Take a few deep breaths.

Let Richard drop away.

"I am a candiru vampire fish . . . "
18/10/06 15:27
Bonnie Conquest said…
Gross!
I dreamt I proposed to Oh! Charlie!
What do you think that means...?
18/10/06 15:30
Cade said…
I like how the image says 'education use only'... as opposed to what?
You mean I was not meant to be sexually excited by that picture...

Hmmmm analysis,
Richard + Dream = One Crazy Mother, hehe. Join the club mate! My dreams are sick or about shoes.
18/10/06 16:25
Anonymous said…
Arr, fear of STI's...
19/10/06 11:10
mskp said…
robskee, but didn't you feel a little good to see al in that particular kind of pain? i did. but maybe that's cos i don't have a penis.
19/10/06 12:06
Anonymous said…
mskp, I hear what you're saying but there's nothing good about cold metal going in to places whence only warm piss, man juice (and occasionally blood) are meant to flow.

I heard that Ian McShane's left eyebrow won a Best Supporting Actor Emmy for Season 2.
19/10/06 16:17
Anonymous said…
Candirú: Urinophilic Catfish, Its Gift to Urology....

To see fish swimming in your dream, symbolises good luck; personal wealth and power may be on your way.

To see a penis in your dream, signifies sexual energy, power and fertility. To see an exceptionally large penis, suggests doubts and anxieties about your sexual drive and libido.

To dream of a fish swimming up your pee hole & taking up camp is just a little twisted.. It may symbolise good luck in disbursing some sexual energy.. or unless it was a large penis, the I dout you'll be getting any for a while.

Cheers,

Dan

P.S. Love your blog mate, good to read some sanity however insane it may be.....
19/10/06 18:49
Arthur_Vandelay said…
I really didn't need to see that . . .
19/10/06 21:35
Anonymous said…
where do i start..... do you like cathata's??
19/10/06 22:29
TheDreamer said…
Fear of impotence? Loss of penis in tragic fishing related accident? Desire to have a holiday in Brazil?
20/10/06 05:28
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