Showing posts with label dream. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dream. Show all posts

Saturday, 24 February 2007

Nothing Sacred

Alone and walking endlessly through a bog towards a distantly remembered pool. It was in the furthest corner of my mind, a deserted and seldom visited place. As I approached I recalled from years ago that it was deep and crystal clear containing beautiful fish. But I knew if I got there I would be at the furthest possible point from any safety. Suddenly, as I rounded a corner which revealed the pool, I saw a thriving water sports centre that had opened at the pool side. Young people milling about with kayaks, mobile phones and ipods etc
I was shocked but realised that even at that remote place in my subconcious there could be surprises and possible places of safety.

Thursday, 15 February 2007

Dream flying and cartoons.

The first dream last night was great fun. I possessed an red engineless flying machine. However it was powered by my thoughts. I took a small group of people on a tour. Flight was effortless and very fast. We skimmed over a rugged mountainous area, through narrow gorges, where at times I tipped the machine on its side to get through the gaps. The ultimate ride. We landed on a rocky plateau and had a fun filled picnic before setting off from home.
No fear of being stranded on top like in last night's dream.
One for me to paint.

In the second dream I had in front of me a number of cartoon costumes, all different figures and animals. I had to choose one, put it on, so I could enter the world of cartoons. However I woke up before choosing one. Most annoying.

Wednesday, 14 February 2007

Marooned

I was at the top of a high building with several women. The top of the building consisted of a series of giddy and shaky walkways. The only security was rusty handrails. There was a stairway, like a fire escape, which led downwards. The women carefully climbed down, but the steps got further and further apart. They had to lower themselves or jump onto the next step. The rusty handrail disappeared at the crucial point. A slip would be fatal. It came to my turn but I could not do it. I was too scared. There was no security, a slip then death seemed certain. The women could do it but not me.
I resigned myself to staying marooned on top of the building forever.