Thursday, May 26, 2005

+ Frozen Lake Dream (and lizard dream as well) +

There is a sensation of watching a movie only I am part of it at the same time. In the dream I am not human, but something complete different than an animal. It is winter and I stand on a forest path where an old man and his son are walking. There is a frozen solid lake/river nearby and instead of dirt there is pavement. The old man coughs and eventually out comes a ball of yellow wax. I pick it up and spread it open (the wax is fairly soft and easily maelable) and reveal a potato, which is quartered.

"Wait," the man calls as I begin to walk barefoot toward the frozen water, "How did you do that? Never has anything cured me like that." A little uneasy, I walk faster. A asian young woman in her twenties (I assume) follows me. I believe she is Japanese - mostly because of what happens next.

"Who are you?" She asks.

"I am." I say, peering at her. "Or maybe, 'naze desu ka?' or 'konnichiwa'." (Naze desu ka means why, I think and konnichiwa is hello. The woman likely Japanese-speaking because...)

She replies, slightly startled, "Konnichiwa."

I nod slightly for a moment and then speak to myself in Kiardan (only one person reading this will probably know what I'm talking about, so see it as a complicated language I created.) This is the first time I have ever actually used Kiardan in a dream...

I run off onto the ice, grabbing a large birch branch from the ground to push myself with, and begin to call out to the woman different pieces of things that I know. I don't know what it is I said, other than, "We live where you live!"

The scene changes to that of a room that reminds me of an important government room. The man who enters is the son of the old man. He says, "Only a little longer before we catch her." (exact wording is unkown, but it was something like that) The other men seem pleased and the dream ends.

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Later I dream of being in the living room of my old house in Okotokes. A black and yellow lizard about the side of a lapdog enters. It could bite if I don't be careful, I think to myself and proceed to move the chair I am sitting on (without getting off, for some reason) in order to stay out of it's way. It follows me, however, and I'm laughing while trying to stay away because it may be poisonous. Makes no sense, I know, but that's how it happened.

Laurel 11:01 AM

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