Had a bizarre dream occurrence this morning - bizarre mostly in that the dream wasn't strange at all. All I can remember is that I was up the road at a deli (that doesn't exist) packing up a lot of food for the kids (who were out in the car). I knew it was taking a log time, but I wasn't rushing it. I remember having my typical difficult time with plastic wrap, trying to wrap up some ground lamb. There was some newspaper ad with figurines of the cartoon Beatles for sale, the woman at the counter (which I was actually behind... and was in the middle of the delicatessen) asking me if I wanted the figures.
The unusual part was that I startled awake with the most acute sense of spatial disorientation... Not just that I didn't know where I was (my bedroom), but that I didn't even know what the bed was. My body was an unnatural protrusion of my psyche, an unwelcome appendage. I stumbled out of bed and started playing on the computer while normality was regained.
Then I find Daniel's post about dreams, and the links he gives. I'll repost them here.
Freud's The Interpretation of Dreams
Excerpts from LaBerge's (El DeBarge?) Lucid Dreaming at The Lucidity Institute
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
New resolution
If the Google Reader categories get too full - just mark 'em all as read and move on, dude.
Friday, June 8, 2007
Blogs are a Commonplace Book
Commonplace - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia: "They were essentially scrapbooks filled with items of every kind: medical recipes, quotes, letters, poems, tables of weights and measures, proverbs, prayers, legal formulas. Commonplaces were used by readers, writers, students, and humanists as an aid for remembering useful concepts or facts they had learned. Each commonplace book was unique to its creator's particular interests."
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
Monas Hieroglyphica
http://www.bbk.ac.uk/english/tbs/ForshawAmbixDee2005.pdf
http://www.google.com/search?q=Monas+Hieroglyphica+pdf&ie=utf-8&oe=utf-8&aq=t&rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&client=firefox-a
http://www.springerlink.com/index/p2g0p33547557025.pdf
http://www.butleraudio.com/monas.php or http://www.butleraudio.com/pdf/hieroglyphic-monad.pdf
(odd appropriateness here)
http://www.google.com/search?q=Monas+Hieroglyphica+pdf&ie=utf-8&oe=utf-8&aq=t&rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&client=firefox-a
http://www.springerlink.com/index/p2g0p33547557025.pdf
http://www.butleraudio.com/monas.php or http://www.butleraudio.com/pdf/hieroglyphic-monad.pdf
(odd appropriateness here)
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Post-Millenial Tension
The hard drive is clicking - is it about to die? Because I say it, it makes it not so. An opposite magick, BizarroWorld. The Keys. Hidden. Torrents. Must remember... there is another click. I know it's from the drive. Frightens me. I have two space girls with ray guns to keep the drive demons at bay. Already dreams of driving. So many decisions, so few days. Hours spent watching the clock, no challenge, no harm, no blood, no foul. Foul. A stench. Sneering, lingering two cup mornings stretch to four - four thirty. Time. No time, get out. Let's go.
Monday, May 7, 2007
Friday, May 4, 2007
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