My mind last night moved from place to place. There was the sense of someone Im told is not living on this plane, yet their strength was with me. I felt a movement in my mind. Of crocodiles and alligators and spies.
Marolyn Munro and Arthur Miller in times gone by.
I wonder why these things come to me. Its beyond happy birthday romancing the media you see. The catholic right and the corporate mite. The true believers and the sinners. The role of vatican one and Marolyns surprise. The cold war and the pasts desires.
I feel a large watch. Its expensive and strong. The strength pulls me through the night. I wake and begin my day again.
Oh Salt boy did I dream weird things last night. Someone was trying to sedate me with a giant needle so they could chop me up. Later I was being chased by the baddys, I saw them come in my house so I ran out the back. God came down from the sky when I called to pulperise the baddies who got hold of me and it goes on and on and on.
Got it out.....the proper way....had no idea how to someone sensible came along....can you believe some guy said you have to put alchohol on it then set it on fire....and it was in my hair...aghhhhhhhhhh....that worried me beyond comprehension...yes all our bushwalking party got one.....sort of crushed the ending of my holiday lol.
Here is a place where you can talk about your dreams (the nighttime kind) and whether they mean anything or not. All kinds. Silly, scarey, frustrated, sexy and on and on. See, no one wants to listen or...