Dreamingness

[chess]

Running down the path in a long purple dress - the purple of the underdress of my purple dress, or slightly deeper. The dress reaches to the ground in silk. Black socks emerge at times. A purple belt needing to be tied. Lacy white sleevelets. At the door, Mrs Gulliver persuades the guards to let us in. We go to the toilets to change - crystal sandals, a nail-file for the purple nailvarnish on her fingers. Tying the belt securely. Then out into the great Hall: where to sit? what to do? servants are taking orders, and you rush to the table they have not seen yet, flick through the menu - all in French. Scan the pictures, smell the cooking of mushrooms. Pain au fromage et champignons, merci. The dessert for starter, warm custard and pastry, banana inside. Eat, smelling mushrooms. But look: in a dress the colour of a starless midnight, she comes, followed by two servents bearing bags which squirm and writhe. She plunges her hand into one and withdraws a small, furry creature, scratching, struggling to be free. And in her other hand is the knife. Understand the words that are not your own, push back the chair and gather your skirts, and make for the door while all eyes are elsewhere. Who the sacrifice was for need not be known - it is enough to know that it was to an idol, that He no longer demands the formal, ritualised sacrifice of that which is not cherished.

Run through the halls and out into the forest.

Comments

Re: What if?

[chess]

I think I had that dream because of elynne defriending me over the debating-homosexuality thing. To make sure I didn't hold any grudges, because if someone was challenging something I believed in in front of me I'd leave to, however much I wanted to stay for the rest of the stuff I was leaving.

There was actually quite a lot more to the dream, but it doesn't convey the drama that it carried in the dream when written down. It just sounds silly.

I drew up an entire prototype for a pedal-driven 'car' (rather lighter than a proper car of course), once. It's not the most stupid thing I've done at 3am - in fact, I think it would probably work, was there a market for that kind of thing. But I've lost it now 'cos that was years back.

When I become aware I'm dreaming, the dream doesn't go away unless I intentionally wake up.