(Entered in paper journal at 6 PM at Starbucks on 110th and Broadway in Morningside Heights.)
Dream 1
I saw an American Egret walking along a small, stone fence or barrier with occasional, small, tower-like posts on top.
The fence or barrier bordered an asphalt road and some round hillside, probably of grass. It was like I saw the egret while recording it and then reviewed the recording because the event shocked me so much. But all I remember now is the reviewed recording.
The egret walked up to the fence, stretched its neck out, and grabbed some white lump of food that looked like an enormous tablet.
This was inappropriate food. The egret walked along the fence to the right and then out of sight.
I continued recording, moving the view to the left, and, reaching another tower, I saw, just on its left side, as I turned around, a small (maybe six-inch-long) fish, which I may have called a shad. I stopped walking and did a close-up on the fish, getting more and more frustrated as I understood that it had left its natural food to eat synthetic food that wasn't even nutritional.
Dream 2
I was in a train station with a Latina woman. She sat in a chair that was something like a school desk. I was on my knees on her right side. She wore some kind of brown and tan, flower-print blouse and white jeans. I was playing some kind of flirting game with her, rather harmless. But then I bent over and kissed her thigh, which was apparently some extremely sexual act.
a work in progress -- transcribing my dream notebooks, from march 2004 to march 2010, onto the internet
Showing posts with label stone fence. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stone fence. Show all posts
Saturday, March 11, 2017
Tuesday, February 28, 2017
(11/10/05) stabbing my friend with toenail scissors; the prismatic tiger
(Entered in paper journal at 9:27 AM at Starbucks on Astor Place in Manhattan.)
Dream 1
I was in a place like a cafe and a living room. There was a couch somewhere and only a couple tables, and the place was huge. The place was well-lit and nice, with a bit of a studio-like, unfinished feel. My friend R was behind me while I wrote. He was talking really loud and laughing in a bragging way.
I got furious. I kept silent, but I had moved somewhere else. I drew a design like this.
I noticed R was smoking. I saw R and his girlfriend L both laughing at me now, laughing that I was taking all their loud noise and smoking while I was trying to write.
I stood up and yelled at R. He tried to fight me. Somehow I grabbed him and turned him around. He wasn't wearing a shirt. I stabbed him between the ribs with a pair of toenail scissors. I "saw" I stabbed his heart. He fell backwards and looked at me as if to say, You didn't have to take your anger that far. I'm your friend.
I felt ashamed, but also happy that I was finally being taken seriously.
Dream 2
I was in a large plot of land, like a huge, landscape plot around a mansion. It was snowing. I wondered if the snow had made the tiger leave.
I looked over a stone fence (maybe five feet tall) beyond which the land sloped steeply to a pond with an island in it. A tiger waded in the pond. I was relieved. The tiger's fur was an almost prismatic stratification of orange, gold, maroon, pink and white.
Dream 1
I was in a place like a cafe and a living room. There was a couch somewhere and only a couple tables, and the place was huge. The place was well-lit and nice, with a bit of a studio-like, unfinished feel. My friend R was behind me while I wrote. He was talking really loud and laughing in a bragging way.
I got furious. I kept silent, but I had moved somewhere else. I drew a design like this.
I noticed R was smoking. I saw R and his girlfriend L both laughing at me now, laughing that I was taking all their loud noise and smoking while I was trying to write.
I stood up and yelled at R. He tried to fight me. Somehow I grabbed him and turned him around. He wasn't wearing a shirt. I stabbed him between the ribs with a pair of toenail scissors. I "saw" I stabbed his heart. He fell backwards and looked at me as if to say, You didn't have to take your anger that far. I'm your friend.
I felt ashamed, but also happy that I was finally being taken seriously.
Dream 2
I was in a large plot of land, like a huge, landscape plot around a mansion. It was snowing. I wondered if the snow had made the tiger leave.
I looked over a stone fence (maybe five feet tall) beyond which the land sloped steeply to a pond with an island in it. A tiger waded in the pond. I was relieved. The tiger's fur was an almost prismatic stratification of orange, gold, maroon, pink and white.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)


