aquarium

I dreamt that I was visiting an aquarium. It was more of a research center really. An event was going on to raise awareness and funding.  We could walk near the observation tanks and view sea life, but we were not allowed in the laboratories without special clearance.

The friend I was with had a little fake lobster, an event give-away. He held it to the glass to see what would happen. An octopus quickly noticed and moved towards the glass. Then he had an orange cutout of fish that looked more like a cartoon than anything.   The life in the tank would come towards the window, but all equally dispersed... then they all stopped at exactly the same moment as though they realized something was up. He tried at the next tank and the next and they all behaved identically.  It reminded me of a kitten video when the man tickles the kitten and then stops and the cat freezes.

We continued on to an open door. It was a lab. We were not allowed in, but I noticed two black ribbons on a stool. They were passes for special guests.  I quickly grabbed them and we put them on and tried to blend in. I could feel the lab coated people watching, and knew they knew, but didn't really care.

sticky pink

I dreamt that I was in a large setting... home?? It was a bit open air, but nice. The owner of the company I work for owned it. I was there doing this and that. I was an employee maybe? I didn't feel like an employee, but I did feel as though if he asked me to do something, that I felt I should do it.

I was doing this and that and he showed up. He was extremely nice to me as though he respected and appreciated me ... (he isn't a man who appreciates much). It was nice to see this side of him. It felt like the color of pale pink.. soft, sweet, gentle and kind. I was talking to his assistant who was there. She was saying how she would receive 22 raises in pay a year, that she hoped people didn't see it as bragging... and with a smirk ... that she felt bad she was treated so well. She didn't.  She felt more like the color of deep pink... sticky.

The owner said he needed his room prepared. He was going to give massages to his assistant and another older woman. I went into the room and gathered my things. I didn't go out of my way, but I wanted to make sure I had what I needed.

I felt all were being pleasant.. but I wanted something different.

woke up with this song in my head ... in a week

hozier


"In A Week"
(feat. Karen Cowley)

I have never known peace like the damp grass that yields to me
I have never known hunger like these insects that feast on me
A thousand teeth and yours among them, I know
Our hungers appeased, our heart beats becoming slow

We'll lay here for years or for hours
Thrown here or found, to freeze or to thaw
So long, we'd become the flowers
Two corpses we were, two corpses I saw

And they'd find us in a week
When the weather gets hot
After the insects have made their claim
I'll be home with you, I'll be home with you

I have never known sleep like this slumber that creeps to me
I have never known colors like this morning reveals to me
And you haven't moved an inch such that I would not know
If you sleep always like this, flesh calmly going cold

We'll lay here for years or for hours
Your hand in my hand, so still and discreet
So long, we'd become the flowers
We'd feed well the land and worry the sheep

And they'd find us in a week
When the cattle'd show fear
After the insects have made their claim
After the foxes have known our taste
I'll be home with you, I'll be home with you

And they'd find us in a week
When the weather gets hot
And they'd find us in a week
When the cattle'd show fear

And they'd find us in a week
When the buzzards get loud
After the insects have made their claim
After the foxes have known our taste
After the raven has had his say
I'll be home with you, I'll be home with you
I'll be home with you, I'll be home with you
I'll be home with you, I'll be home with you

rolling stone

I was out in a front yard, near the sidewalk, watching on laptop.  My boss was looking over my shoulder. I asked, "have you seen this one?"  although originally I had been watching a friend of mine with several blond heads in a box. It then morphed into a Rolling Stones video. They all had moppy blond hair from the late sixties and were wearing pale pastel outfits of pink, sea green, yellow, lavender, peach and so on. They were stepping out of the box and singing. My boss said.. "oh  yeah, I've seen it."  Then he asked me to start at the beginning. I said "I though you had said you had seen it??" He knew I caught him.

Then Mick Jagger stepped out of the laptop and was walking. He grinned a very good authentic toothy grin. It made him seem very heart warming and real. I was happy to have seen that side of him. His two front teeth were quite crooked and stuck out a bit. I thought.. it really doesn't matter what you appearance is, it matters what you put out.

Then I was looking down the road. It dipped down to make a bit of a steep hill. Then Terry Jones from Monty Python, was skateboarding down the hill. He was about in his midthirties with shaggy hair. I thought it might be a little dangerous, but he seemed to be having fun.

had a dream about this person

kind of vague, good feeling though... Andrew Scott

apricots

I dreamt that I was canning apricots and with my grandparents. They were more off in another room, but I was at their home, blanching, skinning and plopping them into jars. As I was peeling one, I wondered if that was really correct? Shouldn't I leave the skins on?  The counters were covered with jars, fruit and a boiling pot of lids. I looked up and Michael Fassbender was there. We didn't know each other that well, but had been introduced. I don't think he was as much interested in the canning as he was my tights. He was on a level lower in the dining area, which had the vantage point of a view under the counter. I continued to focus on my apricots. I had no interest in his interests.

The fruit was beautiful and I enjoyed the repetitiveness of the activity and visuals. It was almost meditative as well as cozy. I felt the more I focused on canning the more he was interested in not canning. I invited him up to view the process, but first decided to remove my tights to get rid of the distraction. He came up and appeared interested, looking at this and that. Then I noticed the box of fresh peaches. They were not any peaches. They were from my grandparents' orchard, fragrant and juicy and as large as your hand. I took one in both hands and with my eyes closed, breathed it in. I could feel him watching me. Was he appreciative of the peaches as well? I peeled it and cut two wedges for him to taste. He immediately separated them from the pit with two fingers. Was he going to eat both or share...

robot boy

I dreamt of a robot boy.  He could control you with his mind. He could do things  like make you hit yourself, hurt yourself ...

I didn't want to get mad at him.. He, it was learning.. But I also wasn't sure how he would respond... Would he become more violent if I did?  Would he get out of hand if I didn't?

I asked if he knew  how to be creative. I didn't know if he was capable of that kind of thought. It made him pause... I could tell he wasn't sure either, but he was curious. I was hopeful in that it would occupy him for a bit and I could get a reprieve, but I also that it might set his mind in another direction... something more positive.