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Atomic Bomb Dream



A couple of nights ago I had a dream which I think is worth relating here. It relates to something I’ve blogged about before under the heading of “alternate universe dreams,” of which I have had a number over the years.

This most recent one was strange for a variety of reasons. First of all, it took place in a world which I not only knew the history of, but I was simultaneously also acting out one of the historical events of this world. The historical event in question took place in some kind of hazy realm between the 1940’s and 1950’s (or thereabouts) and it related to an attempted nuclear bomb test which was slated to take place somewhere quite close to Seattle (where I am currently located in “real” life).

In the history of this alternate reality, the bomb testing had been prevented by a small rag-tag group of protestors. In the dream, I was somehow being allowed to experience first-hand this historic event from the first-person perspective of one of the people involved in it. So the dream chronicled the group and my experiences as we infiltrated this big building and mucked up the works on some big project that was going on. We narrowly avoided both capture and disastrous failure and stumbled outside as (non-atomic) smoke began billowing out of the building. I remember seeing a mother and child running away from the building, the mother trying to protect her son from the smoke because she thought it was the bad atomic-test type of smoke. But I knew from the smell of it that it was completely harmless and that our mission had been a success.

I have no freakin’ idea where dreams like this come from. I haven’t had atomic subjects on my mind in the least lately.

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15 Reader Responses

  1. Gyrus Says:

    Michael Ortiz Hill’s book Dreaming the End of the World is fantastic for thinking about, through, and with the dream aspect of The Bomb. He collected loads of dreams about nuclear holocaust and through the book discerns a consistent “landscape” that they’re all tapping into. My nuclear bomb dreams were certainly windows onto the same landscape, and this one seems to be, too.

    An interesting part of his thesis is that image of The Bomb in dreams has a continuity with how we feel about and envision ecological apocalypse - a threat that doesn’t have the same iconic representation as nuclear apocalypse does (clustered around the mushroom cloud of course). Aspects like the fallout and the poisoning of the Earth he sees as ways the psyche is using The Bomb to image ecological problems.

  2. Tim Boucher Says:

    Awesome. Somebody else has referenced that in the past as well. Sounds cool. Also check out Edward Edinger’s “Archetype of the Apocalypse” which is an excellent Jungian look at the End of the World.

  3. fuj Says:

    Tim, how do you interpret the dream? To me it sounds like a reflection of what you’re doing in waking life. An acting out, or a fantasy?

  4. Gary Says:

    It may be sophmoric to quote lyrics, but O!, non christian god, how I love this song!

    I’m mixing up a bunch of magic stuff
    A magic mushroom cloud of care
    A potion that’ll rock, the boat will rock
    And make a bomb of love and blow it up

    I did it
    Do you think I’ve gone too far?
    I did it
    Guilty as charged
    I did it
    It was me right or wrong
    I did it
    Yeah

    I never did a single thing that did a single thing
    To change the ugly ways of the world
    I didn’t know it felt so right inside
    I didn’t know it all
    I opened up the curtains
    I heard sirens there, the lights flash and crawl
    But I did it justice
    I just did it for the buzz, oh

    It’s a nickel or a dime for what I’ve done
    The truth is that I don’t really care
    For such a lovely crime I’ll do the time
    You better lock me up I’ll do it again


    Oh, what I gotta say to you
    You got love
    Don’t turn it down
    Turn it loud
    Let it build
    We got a long way to go
    But you, ya gotta start somewhere

    Go door to door
    Spread the love you got
    You got the love
    You get what you want
    Does it matter where you get it from?
    I for one
    Don’t turn my cheek for anyone
    Unturn your cheek to give your love
    Love to grow

  5. unthinkable Says:

    Gyrus: Intrigued by your comment I google for more info about Dreaming the End of the World and stumble upon this wicked site called Dreamflesh and I’m thinking, “I’ll post a link to this on Tim’s site.” And then I see it’s you. Small world.

    Anyway, nice work. In your review you mention 4 recurring themes:

    No Refuge
    Invisible Poison
    Suffering Children
    Mutations

    Are there others (from either the book or your own experience)?

    I’ve long been fascinated (hmm, just noticed the ‘fasci’ in that word) with collective dreamscapes. Do you have any quick links to similar material? I’m having a hard time finding much else of interest. (Forgive me if this is on your website. I’ve not yet had the time to peruse thoroughly.)

    Cheers.

  6. unthinkable Says:

    I have to post the author’s caveat you quoted:

    Beware the seduction of the image, mine and others, for the myth of apocalypse seeks to enthrall us into an epic fiction with very real consequences. Beware the fascination with what is larger than life, this vulgar Passion Play that would crucify the world.

    Awesome, and yet I’m still curious. Moth to a flame?

  7. Gyrus Says:

    The broad categories that Hill uses to examine these dreams are: Suffering Children, No Refuge, Taking Refuge, Things Fall Apart, Invisible Poison, The Unnatural (i.e. mutations), The World Destroyer (a figure initiating the apocalypse who seems crazed and beyond negotiation), Saving The World, The Emergence of the Sacred, and Compassion.

    I’ve not got time to expand, and obviously just listing them does his subtle analysis no justice! I found it really interesting how he shows that accepting and immersing in the apocalypse in the dream realm often has very positive effects. He quotes a woman, a long-time peace activist, whose nuclear dreams transformed into ecstatic experiences, and she felt that her embracing of the Bomb experience in dreams helped her in her work to campaign against them in real life. It’s a great example of non-literalism in action :-) As Hill says,

    Rather than enacting the apocalypse in the world unconsciously, we deliberately enter the apocalypse in the psyche for the sake of the world.

    I’ve had inklings of this in my own dreams, although my last nuclear dream was a terrifying destruction of London. However, it ran through many the themes Hill picks out: finding refuge in an underground bunker, having to hole up for ages, finding a vulnerable child and protecting her, and her growing up to become an adult who eventually bore a child.

    There’s an obvious death/rebirth cycle here, the archetype of initiation, but after years of studying these things it’s easy to kind of gloss over the reality of these archetypes - they’re almost too blatant to pay close attention to. Hill’s work (and just general paying attention to dreams) is so useful in that it slows attention down and focuses on particulars. In fact, this is another of his “apocalypse themes”: that of paying close attention to small details, being moved by little gestures. I’m sure we all know that kind of experience, either from dreams or from traumatic experiences in real life.

    As for collective dreamscapes… You could try perusing the Association for the Study of Dreams site. There’s also a great book, Among All These Dreamers, edited by Kelly Bulkeley, that looks at various approaches to getting past the Western idea that dreams are just of personal significance. Analysts teaching dream classes in inner city schools, African-American communities using dreams to resolve neighbourhood conflicts, loads of fascinating stuff. Also look up “Social Dreaming”, a concept from W. Gordon Lawrence.

  8. brekin Says:

    Robert Jay Lifton has written extensively about the bomb and disossication, The Protean Self, Life after Hiroshima, He believes that people to differing degrees can’t be confronted with the continual possibility of their and everyone they know sudden demise, so we have to split off that realization from most of our straight life. But like everything repressed it returns. I know being a child of the late 70’s and 80’s their was the constant fear of nuclear annihilation, hinted at by movies like The Day After to Mad Max. We all know the more locked in fear a people are, the easier they are to control, we think about 9/11 now, but post hiroshima everyone has been operating on the doomsday clock so much that it’s second nature.

  9. Gary Says:

    A wise man once told me why young males love, simply love, to see things blown apart?

    It’s freedom. Freedom from the material world. Subconsciously, people feel trapped by our culture’s confining buildings and its relentless avalanche of consumer goods. So, when they watch all these things this shitbeing demolished in a totally irreverent and devil-may-care fashion, they experience the kind of release the Greeks used to get from their tragedies.

    The ecstasy of psychic liberation.

    Things attach themselves like leeches to the human soul, then they bleed out the sweetness and the music and the primordial joy of being unencumbered upon the land. People feel tremendous pressure to settle down in some sort of permanent space and fill it up with stuff, but deep inside they resent those structures, and they’re scared to death of that stuff because they know it controls them and restricts their movements. That’s why they relish the boom-boom in cinema and why apocalypse is a delicious fantasy.

    On a symbolic level, it annihilates their inanimate wardens and blows away the walls of their various traps.

    Islamic terrorist groups are successful in attracting volunteer martyrs because the young men get to strap explosives on themselves and blast valuable public property to smithereens. Exhilarating boom-boom power. If they were required to martyr themselves by being dragged behind a bus or sticking a wet finger in a light socket, volunteers would be few and far between. Incidentally, are you aware that there’s no such thing as a smithereen? The word exists only in the plural.

    Or so I heard.

  10. Tim Boucher Says:

    Very interesting analysis of the atomic bomb symbol all around here. But to be honest, the thing that struck me more about this dream was the strange aspects of alternate reality, parallel history and re-enacting someone else’s life. No one has really addressed those but I’d like to see what people think specifically…

  11. brekin Says:

    I thought it was kind of cool how your dream tried to positively rectify a very nightmare scenario from the past/present. I imagine though anyone trying to sabotage or openly protest the secret Manhattan Project would have been swiftly executed as a spy.
    Someone was telling me how Richard Feynman wrote about being ecstatic with everyone else working on the Manhattan Project when they had their first detonation in the desert. So ecstatic that he was playing his bongos on a jeep, but then he noticed one scientist who seemed forlorned. He asked him what was wrong and he said something along the lines, “This isn’t a good thing we’ve done.”

  12. unthinkable Says:

    Thanks, Gyrus.

    Tim, I’ve never liked the Many Worlds interpretation of quantum mechanics, yet dreams like this make we wonder if maybe it’s possible to observe the wave functions that didn’t collapse. That is, that there is one ‘real’ reality (coherent), and that ‘everything else’ (incoherent) is stored in some kind of cache, and that dreams are like a browser to explore the unreal. Of course, if it can be experienced maybe it’s not unreal at all.

    But we’re not the people to be asking about your alternate world. Next time you’re in an alternate reality, try and set up a blog and ask them what’s going on. Maybe someone will post a link we can click on, y’know?

  13. Darkshadow Says:

    I had a dream somewhat like this, Tim. It wasn’t about the same subject, but I did have the same sort of experience with it. A different universe, and I knew the history leading up to where I was (I think, though, that it was a “current” event rather than history I was in). I was looking through somebody else’s eyes (or, rather, I just knew it wasn’t me in the dream, but someone else I was sharing space with).

    Short synopsis of the dream: The government there (different than ours) had decided to rescind the rights of anyone under the age of 30. Some years before the time I was in the dream. The people under that age rebelled, and a war was going on because of it.

    The most fascinating thing about the dream, to me, was that I could also follow the person’s thoughts as well as see what was going on. And he thought differently than I do. I don’t really think I can explain that very well. The way he thought about things, the way he filtered what was going on to experience, is very different than the way I do. It actually gave me a headache thinking about that part of the dream after I woke up (though I had no problem with it while I was dreaming).

  14. Tim Boucher Says:

    Darkshadow, that’s really odd. Thanks for posting that. Partly it’s odd because when I have these alternate reality dreams, they almost always include some kind of super-repressive government and a group of people resisting them underground.

    There’s a PKD essay where he talks about this phenomenon:

    http://www.timboucher.com/journal/2005/12/06/alternate-universe-dreams/

    So let us ask, Does any one of us remember in any dim fashion a worse Earth circa 1977 than this? Have your young men seen visions and our old men dreamed dreams? Nightmare dreams specifically, about a world of enslavement and evil, of prisons and jailers and ubiquitous police? I have. I wrote out those dreams in novel after novel, story after story; to name two in which this prior ugly present obtained most clearly I cite The Man in the High Castle and my 1974 novel about the United States as a police state, called Flow My Tears, the Policeman Said.

    I am going to be very candid with you: I wrote both novels based on fragmentary residual memories of such a horrid slave state world — or perhaps the term “world” is the wrong one, and I should say “United States,” since in both novels I was writing about my own country.

    […] I am sure, as you hear me say this, you do not really believe me, or even believe that I believe it myself. But nevertheless it is true. I retain memories of that other world.

  15. Darkshadow (aka Mike) Says:

    I’ve only had that one, so I can’t confirm that. It is interesting, though.

    I felt really bad about the guy in the dream I had though. The under 30’s crowd wasn’t doing very well, at least at the point I dreamed about.



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