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wolven7Cibo Matto - [Mortming]--- Dreams of wandering around in an old farm house, on some kind of vacation or work retreat, REminded me of my great grandmother's place, from when I was a kid, but different. More spacious.I kept finding a secret passage that wasn't secret (the same sections kept repeating), and each time I would bring the ceiling door down differently, and set it aganist the top of a bookshelf, in a different manner. (Interpol - [Hands Away]). Each time soemthing [terrible(?)] happened, and I would start over, at the finding of the door. Eventually I moved the bookshelf, underneath it, and squared the feet, and made sure my head missed the fan blades, and killed/subdued the other people in the room, so they couldn't kick it out from under me... At that point i heard the line from Dead Like Me that directly followed "It's always such a relief when I get to my name." "Yeah, it's kind of hard to screw up 'Lee Lightman.' (Tom Waits - [Opening Intro]). Started off right at "Yeah, well you should hear my real name," and George blurting out "Kostokovich!" But only because I found the way to get to the upstairs that was not the upstairs that everyone else was getting to.
Soemthing, later, about me,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mech_angel, and everyone else in the place getting drunk, and willing to be naked and more, in front of each other. (Panacea - [Hellbringer]). As we started in, on that, there was an entrance by General Nick Fury, who put the place on curfewed lockdown, and my daying that any and all surveilance devices and aparati should be disabled, now. Bob came home, and handed me four lighters of different colours. AS I walked back to bed, mech_angel asked me "Did you ever think about not signing that thing?" To which I replied "And go directly to jail, with no chance of a fair trail, or anyone ever knowing?" She conceded the point, to fight, other wise, sucj as the finding of the door. On the bed, I saw a messenger bag withthe names of people on them, and a short paragraph about the work it did. One name at the top went from having the word "Omega" next to it, to having the words "Major Threat." The name, at first, was Maverick, and then something else, some combination of letters that didn't make much sense. Something about an anime mech_angel and I were watching, without subtitles.
The Darkest of the Hillside Thickets - [Goin Down To Dunwich]--- I very general feeling of walking through my elementary school, clear and well-lit with skylights.
I've been reading a lot of Jung and Moore, lately, so the Four Lighters thing is clear as a bell, to me, right now. The rest has its place, and I know it. Just not all interconnections.
If you haven't figured it out, yet,I keep these dreams here as an introspection on my own mental state. Can I turn the workings of my own consciousness(es) into something I can accurately assess and study? (Tori Amos - [Northern Lad]). Also, I watch for signs and portents. Those are generally the doozies.
What about you? What are your dreams for?
Soemthing, later, about me,
mech_angel, and everyone else in the place getting drunk, and willing to be naked and more, in front of each other. (Panacea - [Hellbringer]). As we started in, on that, there was an entrance by General Nick Fury, who put the place on curfewed lockdown, and my daying that any and all surveilance devices and aparati should be disabled, now. Bob came home, and handed me four lighters of different colours. AS I walked back to bed, mech_angel asked me "Did you ever think about not signing that thing?" To which I replied "And go directly to jail, with no chance of a fair trail, or anyone ever knowing?" She conceded the point, to fight, other wise, sucj as the finding of the door. On the bed, I saw a messenger bag withthe names of people on them, and a short paragraph about the work it did. One name at the top went from having the word "Omega" next to it, to having the words "Major Threat." The name, at first, was Maverick, and then something else, some combination of letters that didn't make much sense. Something about an anime mech_angel and I were watching, without subtitles.The Darkest of the Hillside Thickets - [Goin Down To Dunwich]--- I very general feeling of walking through my elementary school, clear and well-lit with skylights.
I've been reading a lot of Jung and Moore, lately, so the Four Lighters thing is clear as a bell, to me, right now. The rest has its place, and I know it. Just not all interconnections.
If you haven't figured it out, yet,I keep these dreams here as an introspection on my own mental state. Can I turn the workings of my own consciousness(es) into something I can accurately assess and study? (Tori Amos - [Northern Lad]). Also, I watch for signs and portents. Those are generally the doozies.
What about you? What are your dreams for?
