dreams...
I've gone into the basement for something, wood stairs running alongside a concrete wall on my left, a bare bulb lights the stairs but the room to my right is black.
I look into the void and I see a giant spiderweb, light reflecting off of it, it's mounted on a pane of glass and I can see the glass dimly reflecting, it slopes along the line of the stairs, in front of it there's another spiderweb, perhaps a foot away, same, mounted upon glass that I can see dimly reflecting, and I think that I have to tell whoever owns this place that they have problems...
Then I notice, at about the same angle, slanted towards the web, a glass cup, inside a giant black spider, it quickly disappears into the darkness then reappears on the stairs, trying to bite me...
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The boy (but not boy, dream logic) and I are looking for a cave ... forest, evening, ruins of a classical sort, step over here and the cave should be within the cliff. Now note the tone, emotion of the dream so far are identical to others I've had...it's deja-vu, but this place has only existed in my dreams, and there's a dream-deja-vu....colours blue, deep, the ruins are lit by floodlights but they found this cave when digging them out...I remember it, an evocation of memories and emotion, I'm here to show the boy...
...we find the entrance, enter, pillars, walls, ceiling, but it's not the cave I remember, confused....a large breasted woman and her daughter find us, they want directions to the cave, I can help them...we're in it (sort of) but I'm not recognizing it, it's too civilized, not a cave anymore, ....it's ok, she's on her way to the hot-springs and brings us towards another stair in the middle of the floor to descend, perhaps it will get more cavish below....
Now strange, in that I recognize in this large breasted woman abundance, and while typically not my style (preferring spare and lean, myself) she's not unattractive and I decide to give her a try...in my dream I recognize in her abundance, the symbolism...I am coming into a cycle of abundance.......we haven't found the right cave, the boy and I, and so I'm summoning up deja-vu memories of other caves I've visited in my dreams....next to Cadomin this one is Cadomin-not-Cadomin, with all the bodies inside, too dark perhaps, there are the other ones I've looked for but not found, there's the caves I found (WE, FAMILY) in dreams, long narrow ones beside the road, horizontal slits filled with fallen rock that in previous dreams we've discovered but not gone back to explore, they must be close by to here I think but really they are so very, very far away....evocations of my dreams of Alaska, the far north...
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It was night, your house (but not YOUR house, dream logic...), 2 stories cut away in the front like a child's doll-house set into a dark hill...All the rooms are lit, a cosy, inviting warmth, there are strangers and men there, they all seem friendly enough and I can't tell if they're boyfriends or lovers or just friends...
I can see you through these two skeletons, artfully posed as if they were lovers sharing a toast, or Siamese twins, their bones are stained deep brown as if they've been long in the ground, deep brown and polished...
I ask you "What's with the all the skeletons?" but you pretend not to hear me...they're everywhere I look, one is a tidy white with bleached, dried brains piled above the skull like a giant papery balloon, another with a cone-shaped head, others in different poses, all somehow seem a bit freakish, and I try to tell you they probably have great curiosity value, and ask again what's up with all the skeletons...
You acknowledge me this time, but Immediately change the topic, not rudely, you seem glad to see me, but in that way you have of avoiding anything uncomfortable....
And room after room is filled with them, different poses, different skeletons, and you're now artfully avoiding me, flitting room to room, yet glad to have me there and we'll sit down and talk in just a moment....
(I interpreted that one I think, but thought I'd share it with you anyways...)
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It's evening, fallr, snowing wet outside, I'm digging in the back of the house. I'm finding curious things - a small childs rag-doll, a teddy bear in a hoody, and I'm thinking I've excavated a grave from someones childhood, the teddy bear looks a bit like one my son used to have, and I wonder if once I lived here before only I've forgotten...
I find an ironstone concretion, small - child or infants - human skull embedded in it, this is interesting, and I'm thinking further upon the grave theory when I realize it's all gravel, Alluvial deposits, anything could have left this here...
I call the provincial Archeologists, "Bring it in" they say "good timing...we'll have to examine it before..." ...apparently the laws are changing and it's good I found it now ...
At the University, walking though the halls with my father, we run into a group of my "friends". Not friends really, merely artists and people upon the periphery of my acquaintance, large, rubber features, oversized, but they're behaving as if we're the best and oldest of chums, there's a sausage shaped brunette in a tight red latex dress, another tall plain-horse-faced sandy brown haired woman, together they're attempting to maul me, groping, it's awkward with my father there, there's Michael ______, local Calgary theatre director....
My dad ironically notes how much they resemble others of my friends.
We excuse ourselves, leave them and find stairs (ancient halls, lined with wood), come to the outside of the library, Dad takes the skull into the library to find the Archeologist...
...in the meantime I'm looking at a large electronic brain, transistors, resistors, capacitors, a translucent plastic sheet that billows and contracts, small lights beneath to show the firing of neurons and thoughts, elaborate, pulsing...
Dad returns, he has 2 skulls in the bag, fossilized, big jaws with embedded teeth, a horn on the head of one, they are not what I found and he's explaining..."They aren't what we thought they were but the Archeologist says they're important..."
Now I'm on my way into the library to hear what he has to say, past the university lounge, there are 5 small groups of young slender women sitting about tables, they're having tea and staging a bondage & S&M/BDSM show, one of the girls, brunette, in a tight fitting black crocheted dress, nothing underneath, large bush of pubic hair, another is bound and gagged and forced to watch while another slave is put through her paces...I have a girlfriend with me who's keenly watching and admiring the shapes of the participants, and I find myself thinking that this is all a bit racy for a university show...
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Now through a large, a huge, gymnasium, partitioned off with tarps, one half is filled with sand dunes, camels, Bedouins have set up their encampment, it's evening and they're leading their camels from the daylight to the camp, outside it's cold and snowing, people in Bikini's are playing beach volleyball, I'm thinking that only in Canada would we go to such lengths to make visitors feel welcome...
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(one and a half hour nap after work on Saturday, first in 2 weeks, completely out, utterly exhausted, waking up was like falling onto pavement from 1000 feet in the air, quick notes to unravel, capture the bizarre dreams...)
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