Cold stinging pellets are falling against my windows this morning. Last night I was visited by some of the most intense, vivid and disturbing nightmares I've had in a very long time. (Not disturbing in any revelatory sense; just pure nonsensical surrealism that the subconscious mind so excels at, when it so chooses) Vivid in… Continue reading Hark– hail!
Tag: dream
strange sleep.
Wallet lost in a mall. Twice. Some sort of expedition: the others who came along shifted, as situations in dreams are wont to do. An icy canoe-paddling approach to a grand shopping mall whose edges were lapped with icy water- some sort of Native American Experience tour tied into the Modern American Consumer Experience- aghast!… Continue reading strange sleep.
dream:
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:
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
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
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
box of water
pi and coffee; they live in a box of water I just spent about half an hour reading some of my dreams from the past month or so. My subconscious brain comes up with some weird shit; much of it way more interesting and strange than things I could expect from ye old waking brain.… Continue reading box of water
the weather
It really is amazing what a nice sunny, balmy spring day can do for one's mood. I am finally making some headway with the verylonglist of work. Death has apparently become a favored image for my subconscious-- another vivid dream this moring, and I remembered this one. It involved some friends and I getting a… Continue reading the weather
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