Sunday, 15 August 2010 11:35 pm
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deckardcanineMom has shared many dreams with me, but none like the one she had last night. I heard her describe it twice (once to my sister), so I can remember pretty well:
She was "squatting" in the house of someone who reportedly would be away for another two days. Two other women showed up, not knowing her or each other, perhaps also to squat. Mom lied that the owner would be back any minute, so they'd better hide. She persuaded them to squeeze into the compartments of some luggage that would be zipped up and stowed in the attic. Once that was done, she decided to leave before anyone figured things out.
Outside, a woman eyed her suspiciously, left, came back to eye her some more, and left again. Mom decided to get away as fast as possible. Her running turned to parkour as she scaled a wall like the Cephalopoid in Men in Black did. Then she cleared a large, jagged, crystalline sculpture, followed by a large anchor-shaped sculpture. (Why couldn't Inception have this part?) While probably nobody gets exhausted from exercise within a dream, Mom did wake up feeling like she'd gone thru a lot of activity lately.
And I couldn't help thinking that it all sounded like the kind of dream I was much more likely to have. The suspension of ethics, the paranoia, the dash, the outsized manmade structures... have I discovered yet another useless superpower, namely dream telepathy? Or is it Mom's power to swipe dreams?
Incidentally, Dad very rarely remembers his dreams or even that he did dream. Mom would like to get him into a course that improves one's ability to do so. I wonder if one of us just needs to bring his or her power under control. (It's probably not her fault; he had the deficit long before he met her.)
She was "squatting" in the house of someone who reportedly would be away for another two days. Two other women showed up, not knowing her or each other, perhaps also to squat. Mom lied that the owner would be back any minute, so they'd better hide. She persuaded them to squeeze into the compartments of some luggage that would be zipped up and stowed in the attic. Once that was done, she decided to leave before anyone figured things out.
Outside, a woman eyed her suspiciously, left, came back to eye her some more, and left again. Mom decided to get away as fast as possible. Her running turned to parkour as she scaled a wall like the Cephalopoid in Men in Black did. Then she cleared a large, jagged, crystalline sculpture, followed by a large anchor-shaped sculpture. (Why couldn't Inception have this part?) While probably nobody gets exhausted from exercise within a dream, Mom did wake up feeling like she'd gone thru a lot of activity lately.
And I couldn't help thinking that it all sounded like the kind of dream I was much more likely to have. The suspension of ethics, the paranoia, the dash, the outsized manmade structures... have I discovered yet another useless superpower, namely dream telepathy? Or is it Mom's power to swipe dreams?
Incidentally, Dad very rarely remembers his dreams or even that he did dream. Mom would like to get him into a course that improves one's ability to do so. I wonder if one of us just needs to bring his or her power under control. (It's probably not her fault; he had the deficit long before he met her.)
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Interesting, having pondered it, I'm not really sure about the ethics in mine, it doesn't seem to come up much, but I don't remember sculptures other than ones at least very much like ones I've seen in real life turning up at all.