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Jay Lake
Date: 2011-01-02 07:09
Subject: [personal] Postcards from the subconscious
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Tags:calendula, dreams, music, new zealand, personal
Complex dreams last night, most of which are lost to me now in the manner of such things. I know the first part involved making soft-core skin flicks in a garage with several Prominent Figures In Our Field serving as producer, camera crew and so forth. There was a fire, and most of our assets were lost, including a valuable collection of SF first editions that had been used as a backdrop on the movie set. calendula_witch was by my side at that point in the dream.

After that, I set out alone on a quest to find resources to redeem our losses. This somehow involved me creating public art. I wound up on in-line skates on a one-lane country road in New Zealand's Wairoa Valley. The sun was high, but I was also casting low shadows to the east, as if there were a second light source near the western horizon — think blast shadows, Hiroshima style. Except instead of destruction, everywhere my shadows touched brass ran and set as if cast to mold made from those shadows. I kept doing flips and jetés to leave graceful, bright scrollwork man-high on the sides of houses, fences, retaining walls and embankments. A trail of strange glory stretched behind me. An empty road ran before me.

Often in my dreams there is a musical score. Usually it's original compositions, rather than recycled from the listening of my waking hours. This dream was no exception. A rich, mellow cello played a slow and mournful melody while a soprano choir sang wordless vocal harmony. Or perhaps the voices were singing in a language I did not comprehend.

Waking saddened me.

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User: joycemocha
Date: 2011-01-02 16:46 (UTC)
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I sense Fred at work in your description there, Jay....

Either that or your subconscious wants you to become a skater. Gnarly, dude. Sounds sick to me (wink).
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User: brownkitty
Date: 2011-01-02 17:06 (UTC)
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A trail of strange glory stretched behind me. An empty road ran before me.

In a way, this sounds like something to aspire to.
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User: jackwilliambell
Date: 2011-01-02 18:32 (UTC)
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Waking is always sad. And, yet, I begrudge sleep! I'd give it up altogether if I could. But, I've tried going cold turkey and I've tried trailing off and nothing works; I always backslide.

Is there a 12 step program for sleep?
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