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Jul. 6th, 2004 01:46 pmI am going to a rock concert/festival. It seems to be the tenth time I've been to the show, and I seem to be in some way responsible for the show, as if I were an organizer or promoter. The concert is more than just a concert, it also has a number of large tents in which there are digital-film 'experiences' - they show you what life looks like from different perspectives. One is from the view of an ant, one from the view of a fire-eater, and there are others I don't recall. I spend most of my time at the shows here. The bands don't really interest me. The other thing that does interest me is a large sort of playground. There is a huge quantity of light purple sculptable material there, and people are tunnelling through it and building things with it. It reminds me of the mimoids in Solaris.
I get a call to go somewhere else - there is an emergency of some kind. I rush out of the purple stuff and get in my car. I try to pull out into the road, but traffic is at a standstill. A TV screen in my car informs me that the roads are all clogged due to traffic for the princess' funeral. I try to work out if the princess is dead, or if the queen is dead, and the princess is presiding over the funeral. From the news coverage, I can't tell.
I think about the ant-view, and the necessity of shifting and carrying large objects over my head. The cars on the road remind me of food, or eggs, or dirt, and I wonder if my ant-self can move them out of the way the same way.
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Date: 2004-07-06 12:13 pm (UTC)They playground seems interesting ... light purple heaps of play-doh, eh?
/note-to-self: FeatheryNScale dreams in color (or at least remembers it that way)
I'm not sure if the emergency and you being unable to get to where you need to be qualifies, but many dream interpreters would state a situation in which the dreamer, if first person, is helpless to do something they feel they need to is a statement the dreamer perceives himself/herself to be out of control, in a weakened state, or vulnerable and at the mercy of others.
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Date: 2004-07-06 12:26 pm (UTC)And I didn't seem powerless in the traffic situation, just that I was going to have to switch modes in order to accomplish what I needed - the ants had already shown me how to do it, you know? I just had to apply the lesson somehow.
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Date: 2004-07-06 12:39 pm (UTC)The view from the fire-eater, though ... that one throws me for a loop.
Sadly I only remember about one non-lucid dream per year, so I'm a little envious.
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Date: 2004-07-06 01:03 pm (UTC)This could be because I'm covered in bug bites. Or, it could be that my brain just wanted to tell me a story about ants. It's good for that.
I find that stating my intent to remember my dreams before I go to sleep almost always results in memory of at least part of the proceedings. That may just be me though - I'm making serious inroads on training my brain to behave the way I want it to.
Training Brains
Date: 2004-07-06 07:24 pm (UTC)If this is true, can I give you my brain (I keep in in a jar) to train for me. I can barely remember that I have dreamed, let alone WHAT I've dreamed about.
Re: Training Brains
Date: 2004-07-06 08:29 pm (UTC)