Dreaming
Several disjointed images
1 I am in a house, the rooms wind and twist. I am trying to reach Shane. I have to pass through a number of rooms. I walk through one room which is obviously haunted by a woman. I feel this seep of darkness and negativity. I begin chanting prayers, as protection against the feelings rising within. I find Shane. I tell him of the haunted room. He is interested but unafraid. I am afraid and chant my prayers of protection louder and more frenetically. Shane merely walks into the room.
2 I am working at a clothing store similar to the one I worked at in SF. My boss is there and I am late. There is a woman selling jewelry outside. Beautiful handmade jewelry, but I don't have the money to purchase it at present. There is a man dining in a boat down by the water. He is wealthy. I speak to him. He says it costs a fortune to dine with this view, but a little less if you dine with your back to it. I can see the view of the sea for free, he has his back turned and can only see his costly meal. I walk up to work, now I am very late. I think that I don't have my keys to lock my car, but as soon as I say this I realize I must have them. I lock up and come to work. My boss is looking at clothes. She wants this skirt. It is just two sticky pieces of cheap pink twill, wrapped around and stuck onto her body, the edges raw. It is very short and she is middle aged. She says that she likes the look, "Like all the young people are wearing", with tall boots, black flared leggings and plenty of attitude."
Okay.
3. Several other images: dirty diapers, cars, busyness
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I long for my more luminous dreams... ones that give me sustenance. Of late I seem to be processing the daily grind, the daily crap, with mindless repetition... and yet the images are mine and their message is valid.. I seem to resist the mundane... perhaps there is a lesson in that.
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