Thursday, 28 July 2011

dog sister

In my dream I mixed my sister and my dog. I saw that I had left my sister at my house for a little and when I came back she had eaten one of my dolls. I hit her and she took the dog's expression. Then she run away. I run after her so as to apologize, despite the fact that I was still raging mad. I caught up with her and apologized. I asked her why she had done it and she said that she thought I was not coming back. It was a very disagreeable dream.

Wednesday, 27 July 2011

pregnancy, on my behalf

I dreamt I was pregnant. I saw myself in a grey dress with a big belly.
Then, I saw I was with P. and we were about to get married. I don't remember seeing the process or wearing a white dress, but we did and afterwards people were gathering for the reception. Although the pregnancy was unexpected it was received well, unlike the marriage ceremony that was rushed. I was wondering who had decided about it and I told P. that it had not been my intention to marry him, just because I did not believe in marriage. He said he agreed but we had to do it for his father. I was in a room with other women, having some sort of lukewarm bachelor's party. I did not know any of them- they came from P.'s family-but we were sitting around a table playing a painting game I don't know. We were drinking something from plastic cups and it just dawned on me that I should stop smoking and drinking. One of them was looking for the markers and I realized I had collected most of them. I gave then back and she said they were finished and that I should through all of them away. She was repeating "all of them, all of them" in an "off with their heads" tone of voice. I did not plan to do this as I was sure that some of then were still functional.

I left there and I wondered for a little while on the yard that surrounded the house. I met P. and we sat down besides some bushes. It was dusk and the light was very odd. He said he really liked sitting on that spot. We could also see in the neighbor's garden. We saw a small girl running towards her house.

The wedding ceremony must have taken place in the meantime because I was expected to go to the reception. People were in the house and I was trying to serve food, but we did not have enough salads. All we had was some boiled wild greens that looked really miserable. It was not so important as people would eat properly at a restaurant later. Everyone left and P. and I were left alone in his parents house. (It didn't really look like their actual house but more like a memory I have from a generic house from the eighties, maybe in a summer resort). He said he wanted to take a nap and he would meet us later.

Apparently we were so late that people started coming back home. I asked his mother about mine and she said that my mom was having a very nice time with hers and that they had stopped to play something between tennis and volleyball at a nearby court.I thought of P.'s grandmother as an old, elegant, lean, cheerful, tipsy woman with black hair and a big smile, jumping around with a racket in her hands.

In the meantime I had doubts about my pregnancy. My belly was restored almost to its original size and I though it had only been two weeks since my last period, so I wasn't late. I found my mother and told her I did not feel pregnant. She smiled sweetly and said that she thinks I had been for two to three months. She asked why I said so. I replied that I did not feel as swollen. I also said that people might think it was a scum so as to get married and that this could not be further from the truth.

I went to find P. again. He took me to a strange building. We went through an underground passage with shops. The Japanese embassy was also there. I saw a beautiful Japanese woman in an elegant white outfit shutting a door and lowering the railings behind a big window. We went in a building in the colour of graphite. Inside the walls were covered with crimson drapes. I peeped inside a couple of rooms. It looked like an art show. We met with guy that was crouching under a platform. Him and P. started fooling around until they both fell on the floor. Then they stopped and looked at me and I saw they looked almost identical. P. got up and introduced me as his girlfriend and mother of his child. I was relieved not to be called a wife. I left them there and walked further inside the corridors to see what was happening there. I took some dust from a box and left a trail with it behind me as I went. I remember meeting another man behind a curtain.

I woke up soon afterwards.

Tuesday, 19 July 2011

undertakers +2

I have been watching a series about undertakers and it affected a dream I saw this morning. It was about undertakers. I saw that the women that work as undertakers or belong to families of undertakers have a small scarecrow tattoo near their vagina so as to prevent ghosts from inserting. Later I dreamt I was an undertaker. I was in the desert, walking on the dunes, when I decided to check if I could fly. I could, even though it was more like hovering than flying. I was not very high so the landscape unfurled slowly under me. My vision seemed slightly blurred and the sand resembled the texture of a slightly rippled sea, apart from the fact that the waves were still. I flew for a couple of metres and then I landed, as I was waking up.

Some days ago I was taking a cat nap and I dreamt I was in a car crush. A vehicle was coming towards us in top speed from the opposite direction and we could do nothing to avoid it. I was busy doing something else in the car, thus when I saw it coming I rushed into getting the embryonic position but I could not do it properly, as if I did not have enough space. Eventually we crushed. I felt no pain. I saw the windshield shatter and the fragments of glass flying all over the place. It was happening for so long that I started thinking about it. I thought that, perhaps, I should change my position or that I might be already dead and starting afterlife.

Another day I saw that I was with P. and I.. She was about to poo when P. decided that she was not standing properly and pulled her leg slightly. She got up and searched for a new place. Then she made a huge turd. It must have had a diameter of 9 cm as it was coming out. The end-product was so big that I was not sure if I could pick it up with the plastic bags I usually use for this purpose and I was wondering whether I should just leave it there.

Wednesday, 6 July 2011

the half homosexual manor

My dog made an attempt to wake me up at half past six. The sun was already shinning but I was 3 hours of sleep short. I refused to get up and she returned to her bed. I slept again and had a dream. I saw I was with a friend of mine, apparently not a very close one. He was a lean blondy that talked a lot about his love nest. I got into his car and he drove me to a big cottage surrounded by nicely trimmed loan. Instead of opening the front door for me he opened a window under the porch and invited me in. He said that he shared the house but that the basement was his, only. I thought twice before going in. It looked dodgy to get into an underground room through a window. I refused and eventually we went into the house by the appropriate entrance. It was an expensively decorated house. He led me into his room. I asked if I could use the bathroom first. This room was covered by black marbles and the sink was covered by traditional embroidery. I removed it carefully, washed my hands and rearranged it carefully. I went back to the guy and we started getting undressed. The door opened and two old fellow students of mine got in. I put my dress back on, over a checkered shirt I was wearing, but it had the front side on the back. I tried to take it off so as to turn it around but it was too tight. I asked for help. He was just staring at me as if he had never helped anyone take a dress off before. I was left standing there with my arms raised above my head. One of the girls helped me. Then his brother joined us. He was an african classy homosexual with posh shoes, white shirt, grey trousers and shaved head. He was wearing a golden ring and had a glass of whiskey in his hands. I noticed at that point that there were two of everything in the house, half of which were covered in the previously mentioned embroidery. I understood that these objects belonged to the brother. The time had passed and I remembered that I had left my dog alone for many hours. I did not have my dog in mind but my sister's. I decided to leave but wanted to schedule a date for some other day. Then the guys wife appeared and they got together in a farmer's truck. He signed that he would text me. It thought it was really silly on his behalf and was turned off.

Then I found my self in an urban area. I felt that I was walking aimlessly around when I saw a nice little corner cafe where friends of mine were sitting. I approached them and the alarm clock went off. I woke up

Sunday, 3 July 2011

the pre-historic lizards

I dreamt I was with my sister. We were at the sea. The shore was very shallow and warm. I had to walk for quite a distance until I got deep enough so as to be able to swim. I was swimming when I passed from a spot that was especially warm. I thought it might be a volcanic source and dipped my head to see. It was not clear so I would have to get rather deep to trace the source of the heat. I swam underwater and saw that bellow me were carcasses from strange amphibian animals. They looked like oversize lizards. For a moment I thought that they were crocodiles but they looked different. The heat was coming from these animals. I could not decide how I felt about them and if I wanted to be swimming above them. I called at my sister to tell her about my findings. I kept going bellow and observing them. They were different kinds of animals. Some looked like a dried-up lizard I saw yesterday in the evening (not in a dream) and some like some graphic animals I saw in a computer game. It was very muddy and greenish-brown down there. The thought that I might get infected passed through my mind but my curiosity surpassed my feeling of self-preservation. I saw more but by the time I managed to write about it I forgot everything else apart from the lizards and the feeling of swimming in this primordial heat.