Dream diary update. I was up most of the night after having dreams all of Sunday afternoon about the Ancient Pueblo or Anasazi civilization as they were known by the Navajo. I was a successful basket weaver who had a large family with an interest in experimenting with glass.making and shell ornaments. My potter friends made fun of my experiments. We frequently traded with passing Navajo.
Early this morning around 0200 I finally dropped off and had a dream that was an odd combination of Masterpiece Classic: Downton Abbey from PBS and conjecture of what Skins on MTV might be like (I've never seen Skins, but I've been hearing news that US Tea Partiers/Evangelicals want to censor it.)
This morning at 0558 I awoke after having dreams of being a sort of Sphinx-like individual who passively and objectively marked everything going on around me. I had several female partners visit who watched the people with me for a time. There was loud singing from a female soprano of Verdi's aria Aida that frequently drowned out my other senses and pacified me. So I only watched without taking part in human affairs while listening to the beautiful voice.
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