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Dream Log: September 17, 2000 (idea)
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Tue Sep 19 2000 at 17:11:03
We are travelling in a
national park
of some sort. The group is indistinct—I sense that my parents are probably there, but do not actually see them. A
van
is parked on the
outskirts
of a small, rustic town, in the high desert West... the scenery is all
scrub cedar
and
pinon pine
,
sagebrush
and the dry, sandy soil common to much of
Northern Nevada
and much of the
Great Basin
. We have stopped for food, a rest break and so on.
Very confusing sequence — unusual rooms — far more people are present than exist empty spaces and rooms to hold them... Something of the
tension
in the movie,
Female Perversions
hangs over all of this, but perhaps that is true of most of my dreams.
I meet up with an
autistic child
who has unintentionally injured another
traveller
. I help the child hide in an arts and crafts gallery, tucked in among the various decorative items.
A handsome black man is powerful in this town, and discussing how
he doesn't much believe in God
. Something is happening with
local clergy
, and as an agnostic, he is mistrusted and feared.
Image of a room with maps. Our first view of the "
mayor
" is that he is reclining on a stone window-ledge, dreaming, or singing to himself — an aide comes to the window, carefully wakes him, and he climbs back inside to handle some emergency, perhops related to the
clerics
and perhaps not.
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Perpetual Dream Theory
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The feeling you get when you hold someone's hand
Who hurt you?
bittersweets.org
My heart is breaking, again
September 17, 2000
sitting at the Riverwalk with Sheri
Kodachrome
Do you know what pain is?
Songmaster
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Editor Log: September 17, 2000
I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
meaningless
Livid
Aghast
North Pole
archetype
Nightmare
Mark Twain
reality