(2/27/10) family at guggenheim; moon rock water

(Entered in paper journal at 8:15 AM, at Red Horse cafe in Brooklyn.)

Dream #1

I was at a museum, possibly "The Guggenheim." It was dim and greyish inside. The entrance lobby was tall. To the lef of the entrance area was a proscenium-like entrance to the ticket counter, which also seemed to be tall and to hold something like a gift shop.

I may have been at the museum with my girlfriend H, or I may have been waiting for H. I may then have seen my old best friend R. I may have spoken with R for a while, trying not to let him know I had anything to do with H.

R may have walked up a long ramp that went steeply up about thirty feet. The ramp had a grey-painted cement floor and a white-painted, stucco-like, cement barrier handrail. Now H and I may have been walking up the ramp. H may have walked ahead of me.

I got a call from my mother. She said she was going to the Guggenheim in New York. I told her I hoped she had fun. I hung up the phone. I then realized that I was at the Guggenheim.

I may have looked up the ramp (which now may have square-spiraled, like a staircase) to see H about to enter a doorway along the wall. I may have called H down, to come back to the entrance with me so we could meet my family.

We approached the bottom of the ramp and were back in the lobby. My mom and other family members (a bunch of kids, probably "my nephews and niece") stood right at the base of the ramp. I may have tried to make introductions, but I may have found it difficult somehow.

Dream #2

A view of a pool of water on the moon. There were a group of astronauts gathered at the edge of the pool. Only the feet (or boots) of the astronauts could be seen. The scene seemed to be lit -- by movie lighting. The pool itself may have seemed to reflect moonlight as well, oddly enough. The pool now seemed to run under the ledge over which the astronauts crouched.

One astronaut held a rock in his hands. (I could only see the gloved hands.) The astronaut explained that he was going to squeeze the rock to extract water from it. There was then a view of the ledge of the rock over the pool of water.

The ledge, previously being just a few inches tall, now appeared to be feet tall. Shiny, smoothly-polished layers of rock were visible, like a sliced cross-section. The layers were beige, bone-colored, with brownish, rusty-colored cracks separating them.

The astronauts now explained that the crew was going to squeeze the rocks of the ledge over the water, to get water out of them. They seemed to speak as if there were an abundance of water in the rocks. I wondered why they didn't just use the water from the pool. I wondered why the astronauts had to wreck the rock ledge (and, apparently, the rock cave) over the pool of water to extract water, especially when there was such plainly available water under the rocks. It made me a little upset -- it seemed so destructive.

But I reasoned with myself that, although there seemed to be such a great source of water here, it was really small. The source would be easily exhausted, so that the astronauts would then have to start crushing the rocks to get water, anyway. So why not just start crushing rocks right now?