Haven't written up a dream here before, but I storyboarded one out a long time ago detailing a strange escape from an unmentionable place in D.C.'s quarternary sector... Anyway, hopefully you're groggy and thinking about sleeping already - good.
I'm in Europe (France?) in the middle of a small city which happens to be near a military academy. A fountain gushes while people and birds mill about in a quaint plaza. I see lots of cadets walking out in various uniforms, it looks like class just got out. Through the procession and sea of uniforms, I see more and more in blue, digital cammies, with blue hair and berets. Weird. Then I see an older one walk by with some rank insignia on his hat, and I said to my friend in English, "Hey, I have some of those." Then, I'm in a room.
I look up at the rafters, I look down at the knotholes in the wooden floor. I'm the size of a mouse - I am a mouse, and I stand under a sign and ledge that says something about "standing here to grow." This place is a rickety but warm building that allows you to see for quite a long distance until finally the obscurity of the low-light lets me only see blackness where the far wall should be.
Then I am the size of and I am a very young boy and I go up from near the side of the room via a very narrow enclosed staircase that rises a few floors. Soft, warm tones, browns and oranges (70s?!) and I could keep turning corners and going up, but as I'm about to turn, I see a small door about the size of a kitchen pantry door and pull it open. I pull myself up and squeeze in and I find myself in a very large bedroom. The floor is made out of cushions or soft plates, or is just very soft. The same browns and oranges are here, and some soft lighting from a lamp in a corner. There are larger-sized illustrated children's books scattered around There's been a person with me, a guide or even a narrator, and there's a young boy about my age in the room - this is his room - but I don't interact with him.
The "narrator" and I near the wall where I look behind a painting, and behind this painting, I open a very small door within a door within a door, several descending in size and assuming funny shapes, like things I'd have cut out in construction paper. Some have combination tumbler locks drawn on in scribbly pencil as if by the child. As I open each successive door, I can feel my curiosity rise for what I'll find, but not a yearning or excitement, I'm just going through motions. After opening seven doors, I can't believe what I've found: a large and tacky postcard glued to the inside of the door with a pop-up paper burlesque girl. You pull the tab and the leg kicks up like some kind of show. My awake reaction is still, "What for?"
Something is very obviously missing, or is it? There's nothing in the safe, shouldn't there be something in the safe?
The narrator tells me something about how the level of "hiddenness" of this room is highly approved of by _____, presumably the child (whose name I don't remember). The child is oblivious to our visit, which means we're either welcome or he doesn't see us. At any rate, this room feels like sanctuary. Good to know I can find my way back to this place if I need.
I'd like to find an interpretation of this dream, or it stands out to me so much that I figured I should journal about it, having skipped out on my last dream.
27 February 2010
23 February 2010
Charlotte Sometimes by The Cure
Now that you've heard the song...
...read the backstory from the author of Charlotte Sometimes, Penelope Farmer:
http://grannyp.blogspot.com/2007/06/cured.html
http://grannyp.blogspot.com/search/label/Charlotte%20Sometimes%20and%20The%20Cure
"The whole book turned - though I didn't see that when I wrote it - on identity; how do people identify you as you?" - P. Farmer
Quote of the day
Why does he owe anyone other than his wife an apology?
What is best in life? To crush your celebrities, to see them driven before you, and hear the lamentation of their press releases.
What is best in life? To crush your celebrities, to see them driven before you, and hear the lamentation of their press releases.
Like a moth to a flame
Insomniac here with another big question mark.
I'm noticing most nights, and nights only, when I go to the perch on the front porch, classical music plays - LOUD - from somewhere I can't discern.
5 Ws and 1H: It is just a bizarre phenomenon when you go outside expecting solitude and the notes carry to where you stand. I feel like I'm in a Hans Christian Andersen tale or something.
I'm noticing most nights, and nights only, when I go to the perch on the front porch, classical music plays - LOUD - from somewhere I can't discern.
5 Ws and 1H: It is just a bizarre phenomenon when you go outside expecting solitude and the notes carry to where you stand. I feel like I'm in a Hans Christian Andersen tale or something.
Quote of the day
"Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves."
- Carl Jung
- Carl Jung
21 February 2010
07 February 2010
The web's best analysis of Captain Harlock
Oh, the things we think of while walking around darkened ships.
"Captain Harlock is the first, and possibly the only animation heir to the long tradition of space opera tough and taciturn, competent heroes with a sketchy past that gave us the likes of Northwest Smith and Eric John Stark."
"Lean, scarred, melancholy, with a penchant for strong drinks and solitude, looking like he's just been kicked out of somewhere, Harlock is still such a strong character that not even his taking care of the token orphan (a '70s anime mainstay) throughout the series ruins the athmosphere.
And the fact that for a change we are travelling with someone that actually stops and asks himself 'How the heck did he end up into this apparently hopeless situation?' is also pleasantly refreshing."
http://www.fortunecity.com/tattooine/zenith/134/ch.htm
Harlock is a different kind of protagonist, a CODE HERO (link pops), or a defiant hero with few surface indications of antipathy toward life's errand.
"Lean, scarred, melancholy, with a penchant for strong drinks and solitude, looking like he's just been kicked out of somewhere, Harlock is still such a strong character that not even his taking care of the token orphan (a '70s anime mainstay) throughout the series ruins the athmosphere.
And the fact that for a change we are travelling with someone that actually stops and asks himself 'How the heck did he end up into this apparently hopeless situation?' is also pleasantly refreshing."
http://www.fortunecity.com/tattooine/zenith/134/ch.htm
Harlock is a different kind of protagonist, a CODE HERO (link pops), or a defiant hero with few surface indications of antipathy toward life's errand.
Who likes perfect heroes?
Cancel the Super Bowl?!
"Who ya for? Who ya for?"
"Sports is the new God." "A gladiatorial diversion."
"Imagine if communities got upset over real issues. Standing up against the bailout, or the fake carbon-tax. "
Although I'm to the left of this video - these are the messages you need to hear. We're losing our communities! We're being inserted into... the "matrix," an "opiate for the masses." Just in case you'd forgotten.
You may not agree with the video in its totality, but it's an important wake up call where the health of this nation's concerned! This should be shown to poly sci classes - it's manly to be informed and involved - not so much to know alllllll about the starting lineups.
Wake up and live!
06 February 2010
The coolest video of an F-18 breaking the sound barrier you will see all day
http://www-physics.ucsd.edu/students/courses/fall2000/physics2c/sight_of_sound.mpg
"It breaks the sound barrier before it gets
to the ship, then it slows down a bit and breaks the sound barrier a second time right near the ship. This second time, you can see the shock form at the nose of the plane, then "slide back" to the tail. The mach cone has such a big opening angle, because the plane is traveling only slightly faster than the sound speed."
Source: http://physics.ucsd.edu/students/courses/fall2001/physics2c/
"It breaks the sound barrier before it gets
to the ship, then it slows down a bit and breaks the sound barrier a second time right near the ship. This second time, you can see the shock form at the nose of the plane, then "slide back" to the tail. The mach cone has such a big opening angle, because the plane is traveling only slightly faster than the sound speed."
Source: http://physics.ucsd.edu/students/courses/fall2001/physics2c/
02 February 2010
On Groundhog's Day
They always have these freaking annoying codges in 19th century dress hold up Punxsutawney Phil.
Aside from their lip service, aren't they supposed to prod Phil out of his cage and let him scurry around, giving at least some semblance of Phil actually BEING INVOLVED IN THIS PROCESS?!?!!!1
Aside from their lip service, aren't they supposed to prod Phil out of his cage and let him scurry around, giving at least some semblance of Phil actually BEING INVOLVED IN THIS PROCESS?!?!!!1
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