In which my family were living back in the house at San Doris Circle, which was much changed. My mother had a militant and energetic little black dog of a breed called a Fire Terrier*, as well as two huskies-- the inimitable Bo (free of leg problems in the dream) and an elderly Chinook. Add… Continue reading dream:
Category: dream
occupation
Last night (or this morning) another dream of being amidst a war-torn, occupied country. Germany again? And again, the switching of Point of view from being in it to being an observer; at times it was a movie made after the fact and in the movie (based on the dream version of history) the Nazis… Continue reading occupation
the aural backlash, and lost photographs
speaking of dreamlike images taken with a holga... As I mentioned, I awoke (awakened? the usage of words of or relating to waking are enigmatic to me; perhaps to most...) with a head cold; not too bad, mild congestion and that space-brain sensation. So I took good care of myself all week so far. Yesterday… Continue reading the aural backlash, and lost photographs
another dream of war
Last night: dreams of ruthlessness in war; ancient; a battle in which no compromise was allowed and a perfectionist general lost his every soldier in an ever-widening stain which turned the ground sour and nauseating. When it was finished, he still stood, but broken and stripped of his humanity. His actions had contradicted the very… Continue reading another dream of war
Cthulu
So. I looked up this Cthulu on the (incredibly erudite) world wide web, and he was a sort of octopus-looking thing; an evil god. (I knew he was some bizarre confection from the mind of H.P. Lovecraft, but that's about it). As it happens, in the dream he was a man; an extremely diminutive man… Continue reading Cthulu
rain.
I've been out walking, and have gotten thoroughly, pleasantly soaked. A circuitous route around the Slope, some of it through the park on this wet blue evening, and it felt so great to ignore the rain and be drenched. Even my hat, whose office it is to keep my head dry, was soaked clean though… Continue reading rain.
dream
It's goddamn HOT. Enough to leave the blinds closed for fear of extra heat from direct sunlight. This kind of unrelenting heat makes me feel vaguely nauseous. I need to find a way to spend a lot of time near water in summers in the future. Segue- here is the dream: "We were going somewhere.… Continue reading dream
friday
Minerva, fifth of my Mythological series my dreams are bound together with waxed sail thread, glue stick and cello tape. Once again, today was beautiful, sunny and breezy. tonight is cool and clammy. the clamminess is a minor nuisance compared to a normal NYC summer in which it is hot and unbearably humid. this summer's… Continue reading friday
excerpt of a dream
"At the beginning I found myself in what appeared to be an ancient city- it was a re-creation of some kind and there were tests. (It was a kind of game- something to amuse.) Some things looked familiar and some did not; like they'd started out with history but had become irrevocably lost in fictions… Continue reading excerpt of a dream
le coeur
What can anyone offer- what has any of us to offer- the Universe or even each other? Anything less than the weight of one’s own heart is too little when one weighs it against History. Against Humanity. And that leaves us with: our dreams. What best we can give to one another amounts to that… Continue reading le coeur
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