Dream diary update. I realized last week that I had abandoned this blog. Fortunately lately the cats have been waking me up after 4 AM to feed them. So I have to get up abruptly & march upstairs to "whip us up some grub, bub!" This makes it easier to remember my dreaming.
Last Wednesday I woke up after having somewhat disturbing dreams about Nazi guards and vampire horses. These themes are not random, as I was marathoning the final 6 episodes of an anime climaxing with Nazi soldiers, vampire gladiators, and vampire horses leading chariots. The anime is JoJo's Bizare Adventure (2012). I had somehow tied up the Nazi soldiers with being lost in a typical eerie dream maze and I mixed up the vampire horses with the nightmare island in the 2002 film The Ring.
On Sunday I woke up after having a dream about a giant tiger and the 6 lost climbers on Mount Rainier. I must have seen some references to them Saturday. In my dream I scaled and leaped up impossible ice cliff faces like those in the 2012 film Chasing Ice in order to help my climbing & skiing comrades, a bunch of Nordic blonde girls in cute wool scarves and caps. I also rescued a giant tiger on the cliff face with gleaming golden eyes. Of course in real life the 6 climbers were not rescued at all, as they were taking their chances in bad weather.
Just now, Monday morning, the cats woke me up after a dream including a new pop idol music group. In addition to dream music from a female vocalist & guitarist, I dreamed about something involving the complexity of nature. Though rapidly forgetting the details, I was a lone sorcerer much like Prospero in The Tempest. I had become obsessed with growing intricate lattices and patterns from plants and other living things. I eventually summoned and weaved a huge intricate menagerie under the principle that "mathematics is God, and Nature is the computation of creation"
I remembered a few more details from the last two dreams. In the "Chasing Ice tiger" dream from Sunday the tiger's eyes were silver when he was making a distress call but they turned gleaming gold in the red twilight of sunset. They were gold fire when he was restraining himself from attacking me as I stood next to him with my ice axe. The effect was stunning, beautiful, and mesmerizing.
ReplyDeleteIn the "Prospero's fractals" dream this morning I was alone in the woods for a long time performing my meditations. When I came out a fairy girl sheared off my hair to clean me up before I went to the pop idol concert. The hair that she sheared off on the floor had a shock of brilliant silver white (again with the silver.) So my hair had turned partially white overnight in the forest like my grandfather's did when he was 36. I thought that might be a useful detail so I remembered it. "Prospero's fractals" was probably inspired by the arthaus film "Prospero's Books" but its been some years since I watched it.