Date of dream: Tuesday, August 22, 2006
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On sunday, I was tired, so I decided that I'd forget my duties and go take a nap like people around my
age usually do..while I was listening to my iPod - (and yes it does have Buzzcocks "Flat Pack
Philosophy" on it, but it also has that Luxuria at Town and Country I've been meaning to get out to a
few kind friends)
Well, at one part of the very long dream I dreamt I was under a lake inside of my house (sorry but I
don't really have a lake in my house!) and I was looking up from beneath this lake while hearing in my
dream Luxuria's "Lady 21" and "Mlle." live.. and while I was in this lake, I was thinking on another part
of my mind that I could see Howard on the stage introducing songs.. which wasn't only strange,
because I was underwater in a lake, but when I looked up from the under the water I could see through
the roof of the house and see the sky, it was dark and the full moon was shinning.. and then I saw
either birds or white bats flying so high that it looked as they could almost touch the moon.. and
watching them fly was really beatiful because it was a flock of them and their movements were so
related to eachother.. but then I thought to myself, in the middle of the dream in the lake, under water,
mind you, that I should make a painting of this... joking around with myself calling it "Woman under the
lake, watching birds flying over the full moon while listening to Luxuria.."
Additional Comments:
Am I insane? Certainly when I back tracked Before the Luxuria songs came on (and my player was on
random) it seems that "Dreamin" from FPP was on previously--I certainly was under its influence
somehow!
Date of dream: Saturday, July 08, 2006
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It was right after I challenged Mark Hamill (as seen on Star Wars) to Jedi knighthood while on a train to
the UK (or Sweden) that I found myself invited to a party. Strange guests were milling around
everywhere and I was wearing a long long party dress with lots of fabric, very very feminine and yet
not so eligant that I couldn't sit on the floor.
I saw Howard and for some reason I motioned to him to come and sit beside me, and to my surpise, he
did, although he hesitated, I even offered that he should sit on the cloth that my lengthy dress was
made of and rest his head against my shoulder and later my lap as I touched his head, and asked him
to tell me of his disapointments.
He told me about some scheme that was supposed to be involving him and Pete which he was told was
to be bigger than the biggest story in Hollywood, but then nothing came about, and it really disapointed
him..
Then Howard gets up walking along to the other end of the room and explains the details of the story
with Pete... and this scheme.. In my hand he turns into a black widow spider, to which I gently put
down on the counter top because I'm scared but don't want to harm Howard.. and then he turns into a
baby mouse and a pick him up and carry him over to another part of the room.
He told me about a fire which took place and helped to delay his plans with the record company or the
film company.. I see a sandwich grill, hot, plugged into the wall, unattended so I unplug it and
say.. "this could have caused a fire".
There were guests still milling about and Howard leaned up against me although he still seemed a bit
nervous about the proximity to me.. and laying on my long dress.
Additional Comments:
I recall in the back of my mind, "what luck!!" when Howard came over and lay on my dress..and at the
same time, I felt as though I had this lovely creature who I admire and care about, much like I feel for
my son at times.. only more of a friendship rather than that of a mother.. and with only small
percentage of anything I would even read as being remotely "sexual".
The Spider and the Mouse, and the Sandwich Grill are three things I assocate with my son. It also is a
combination of the Spider and the Mouse which is a distintly signature creature associated with my son
called a "spider mouse" eller spindlemus.
Something about this must say something to me about my creative needs.. I don't know.
