Comments | earlofgrey: You have been flat, and you have been silent, so you may pass, and you may live.

earlofgrey

You have been flat, and you have been silent, so you may pass, and you may live.

Nov 06, 2006 23:40

Recently, while sitting by the river where my cousin drowned, Meredith wished for a boat she could row. I wished her one powered by doom like that of the Lady of Shallot. Not immediate doom, of course. It would take her wherever she needed to go without rowing, with the understanding that, as everyone eventually dies, everything you do is carrying ( Read more... )

tarot, mydad, underworldmyths, quests, dreams, magic, friendship

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paisleycat November 7 2006, 05:32:27 UTC

We will talk more. I am so sorry about tonight. Tomorrow after you're home from work, can we watch election stuff on TV together and change the world?

earlofgrey November 7 2006, 05:46:03 UTC

No, no, I am sorry. I made you and Alex work really hard to fix my mistakes on things that should have been fun and easy twice in a row, and I feel like a terrible friend. I hope the show was pretty and lots of fun. As for tomorrow, yes, please.

schizometric November 7 2006, 05:33:27 UTC

This is becoming quite the dream adventure! I do hope you will keep us abreast or your quest.

♥

earlofgrey November 7 2006, 05:50:04 UTC

I shall!

brni November 7 2006, 14:59:05 UTC

I was taught to dissect a human heart.

i seem to have fogotten the knack, and am in terrible need of it. will you show me how?

earlofgrey November 7 2006, 20:00:30 UTC

I'd like nothing more.

etzelism November 7 2006, 15:06:53 UTC

This is fascinating.

I, too, have been having very vivid, almost disturbing dreams as of late. Two nights ago, I dreamt that I had a job as a teacher at my old high school, but wasn't notified of it until I was already late for the first day of work. I tried to argue with the front-entrance woman that I was just notified of where I should be an hour ago, and that there was no possible way for me to get there any earlier, and that I knew very, very little about film production. She was completely unforgiving and just pointed me in the right direction.
I climbed up an insane amount of stairs and never reached my classroom.

The entire day after I woke, I was out of sorts and late for everything. I had people yelling at me for things that weren't my fault, runs were in my stockings, my hair was a mess, and my bus was missed.

Dreams are so interesting.

earlofgrey November 7 2006, 20:03:15 UTC

The past two nights I've been having dreams more like that: not as repetitive as the others, but clearly resonating with the day I was to have in detailed and unexpected ways.

number18 November 7 2006, 23:26:37 UTC

I agree, this is fascinating. I have long since been plague to either having vivid nightmares or no dreams at all. Lately, in this past year, I've had more dreams, but they always seem to be incredibly erotic or sensual, even if what happens in them is not supposed to be considered as such.

Reading this made me think of going over your house in Catholic school and my deep yearning to always be outside in your backyard, which I considered to be a great place of mystery, and I guess magic. Thinking about it now evokes a feeling of mystical whimsy. And I remember being 12 or whatever age and delving into paganism and witchcraft rituals, worshipping the moon and directions and elements, which I have continue to put importance in.

I want to say we should hang out soon, but I'd rather it be that we run into each other and have nothing else better to do but sit and talk.