Wednesday, 11 September 2013

Headline : Paradigm dictates action at expense of developing paradigm

Dream:
At my home. My family has been rearranged. A friend of mine has bought a new phone - a black one, the kind you plug into the wall - but is having trouble with the carrier - they're overcharging him. I remember females and a sense of hopeless desperation.

Sat in a venue whose audience area is a green cushion. Everyone is laying down. Lots of naked women. On stage there is a single couple. It's their wedding. They're dancing. It's cheek bitingly cringeworthy. An OSD comes up, displaying the past few generations of their family tree - they already have one child, as represented by a (yellow butterfly?), but next to it, another one starts flashing. Everyone there starts cheering and applauding.

Dream B.
20 foot high, erratic waves. Panicking. Looking for a boat? Find myself trapped in a lighthouse. Windows with no glass, worried the water might come through. A single computer. (Wondering where it's getting its power from). There, or in a notebook somewhere, there's a 'magic spell' that'll calm it. I'm not sure if I actually find it but the waves calm. I go outside. There's a downed plane outside. It's upside down. The pilot's still inside, badly injured. I manage to get the pilot out but he doesn't say a word to me.

Find my family, they'd been somewhere else. Watch some children as they decide that they need to 'knock' the moon out of orbit, which I see from space. They do this a number of times, until it starts heading toward Jupiter. Keep telling them / thinking to myself that they should probably leave it alone.

...

I haven't had a dream in weeks until these two. None that I can remember.

Meanwhile, I'm still unable to make any rational decision without a voice whispering in my ear. 'Accepting' this as my fate is probably as misguided as the decision to do this to me was. I was growing something that might have actually been of some use, given the position I was forced into socially - that's being eroded. Constantly. And, most of the time, violently. Whatever that is / was, given time to develop, would have negated the need for this from happening.


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