notes of a blue ink body (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} mysneaker) wrote,@ 2007-12-17 10:26:00 |
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I found myself in a large old house that recalled Marathon, in Syracuse - a screened porch, hardwood floors, what-seemed-to-be complicated passages which I intellectually knew were not, but what I experienced as such
You "found" yourself? That seems a little irresponsible for a dreamer retelling her dream; You know that you were dreaming. Shouldn't you be saying "In my dream, I was in.." or "at" or some other such phrase that would frame?
No that's precisely the problem I have no true frame I don't own the places I go when I sleep nor the body that goes I think of the finding as a gesture of humility
So tell the dream
There were many people, acquaintances, friends - the feeling of a celebration, perhaps a cocktail party, or potluck dinner or buffet - the people were other addicts and alcoholics mostly.
You were using?
No not using but high there was an old energy jittering
You speak about it as if the walls shook
That's how Marathon felt the walls were constantly threatening to cave in a tinge of darkness always
threatening the whole scene
You were scared?
Not conscious enough to be scared but moving on - i found myself involved with S., strangely torn but not because I was aware of my waking life relationship but because the physicality felt wrong and my morals & emotions were recognizable & younger than i am in my waking life
Betrayal was not unfamiliar to you
No but i would not let it grab me ( perhaps i was drinking after all). I went into a bathroom consisting of two rooms. it was dark. i tried the light switch & it did not work & i know this to be a dream sign. "perhaps i'm dreaming," i thought, but then thought that it was only a fluke, and that I should just try the light in the other bathroom. Tried that light. Didn't work. Slowly woke.
You were nearly lucid
I know & it's the first time that I can really remember a dream of that particular clarity. I believe I can do it again, that perhaps next time I'll be able to continue dreaming.
Love has been an education in itself.
Yes.
You "found" yourself? That seems a little irresponsible for a dreamer retelling her dream; You know that you were dreaming. Shouldn't you be saying "In my dream, I was in.." or "at" or some other such phrase that would frame?
No that's precisely the problem I have no true frame I don't own the places I go when I sleep nor the body that goes I think of the finding as a gesture of humility
So tell the dream
There were many people, acquaintances, friends - the feeling of a celebration, perhaps a cocktail party, or potluck dinner or buffet - the people were other addicts and alcoholics mostly.
You were using?
No not using but high there was an old energy jittering
You speak about it as if the walls shook
That's how Marathon felt the walls were constantly threatening to cave in a tinge of darkness always
threatening the whole scene
You were scared?
Not conscious enough to be scared but moving on - i found myself involved with S., strangely torn but not because I was aware of my waking life relationship but because the physicality felt wrong and my morals & emotions were recognizable & younger than i am in my waking life
Betrayal was not unfamiliar to you
No but i would not let it grab me ( perhaps i was drinking after all). I went into a bathroom consisting of two rooms. it was dark. i tried the light switch & it did not work & i know this to be a dream sign. "perhaps i'm dreaming," i thought, but then thought that it was only a fluke, and that I should just try the light in the other bathroom. Tried that light. Didn't work. Slowly woke.
You were nearly lucid
I know & it's the first time that I can really remember a dream of that particular clarity. I believe I can do it again, that perhaps next time I'll be able to continue dreaming.
Love has been an education in itself.
Yes.
