resume project dream_experimentation

used to do this diligently a decade ago.
(before i hopped on the blogspot bandwagon)
to sleep to a particular album and see if it induces any dreams / recurring dreams if said album is repeated.

last night : grifters - one sock missing

dream : i floated in and out of parallel worlds.
then saw myself standing on a cliff.
looking at the vast open sea.

it's a start.
what do you dream about?

familiarity of the unknown

...it does not help that *y*ou traipse in and out of my dreams like a casual lover and it does not help that there are impossible possibilities strongly desired to be ignored and perhaps one day to be forgotten but there *y*ou are. *y*ou were there before and now here *y*ou are again. bitter*sweetness...

i demand an entirely new distraction.
(or do i really?)

listening to the entire deleted art catalog.
and celebrating nostalgia which has recreated new meanings and definitions.
so neu.

the future is beautiful.

: driving in circles. from one house to another. to my maternal grandmother's old house and back. having to babysit non-existent children. waiting for goodness-knows-who and running away from goodness-knows-what. to suddenly being transported to a smashing pumpkins concert in some beaten down club. to being transported to the shops near my house. and looking at ugly batik dresses and buying electronic goods with my boss. :

at least i'm not dreaming about cats.
it was starting to get annoying for a bit.

the.murder.city.devils.
over and over and over....

previously,
: hung out at a record store owned by one of my favourite heroes. ventured to the back room and met friends who had a daughter. the little girl looked about three, maybe four, years old. she was cute. didn't want to bother them so went back to the entrance to look at various potted plants and play with record store owner's cats. there were three cats. the fluffy marmalade one was the friendliest. :

last night,
: at a science lab in high school and had to help the teacher with test papers and my task was to write the answers on the whiteboard. (?!) i wrote in abbreviations in red ink and then i had to sit for the said test. (?!?!) time was running out and yet i went for a stroll down the corridors. :

project proof-reading,
rewrite, rewind - overdrive.

do the tango in the night where the air is warm and the lights are off.

struck

change my routine just for a slight bit and it feels like a house landed on my head. a bungalow with a trampoline in the garden and maybe a koi pond. urghhh...

: again, i am supposed to travel with him (SAA). by car. he drove. he kept asking me to check if passports were ready and some other travel documents. tickets and forms and whatnots. we were supposed to convoy but that didn't happen and we were just driving, driving, driving, when i forced myself to wake up because it was just getting far too mental...:

: received the news that i was pregnant and all i could think of was....................wait for it.......... milkshakes! went to that terrible fast-food joint but of course, the milkshake booth had to be shut because the machine was out of order and thus i trudged my way over to another terrible fast-food joint and settled for some mediocre beverage and cold fries. also, i was stuck feeding a tree monster pebbles and stones. meh. :

be a good child and listen to elk.
come on, now.

: so he (SAA) came to pick me up clad in what was his once all-time casual-wear and we were supposed to travel together to some far off place. there was this huge private jet in the backyard. all fancy and stuff. take off. and i am still on the ground looking at the sky. looking at the jet...setting away... :

q : what is worse than dreaming about milkshakes?
a : waking up to none.

suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuucks.

occupied by a duo from brighton.
oh so, nevermind.

heavy

: ran up and down a government office. kept checking documents in my locker. repeatedly. endlessly. shifted to a face i would like to drive my knuckles in. switched to me going for a job interview at some education centre. the appointment was supposed to be at 12:21 and i was early. as usual. time up and the boss was nowhere to be found and receptionist told me to come back at six in the evening. and she received a helluva thrashin' from me. of course. then went to a convenient store to look at umbrellas. they were either yellow or orange or red and i almost got an umbrella with cat prints on it. the umbrella wasn't too small or anything but i felt like i needed something much bigger than that. switched to me in an empty room surrounded by chubby, fluffy kitties. adorable to the core. the best was a clown cat. really. it was ash grey and it had a lion's mane but the mane was in royal blue curls. clowny indeed. :

listen to moth dust.

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