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2003-05-01 14:02:53 ET
You know what Danny, I didn't! I actually let it stay home for once! (By the way...that song is seriously one of my all-time faves. I know it's straight gangsta, but the music is so fucking beautiful! [The main sample in that song is from an Isley Bros song from the 70s, if I'm not mistaken])
Suede: I've been ahead one day all this week. I'm like futuristic.
Odd: Uh...the spider was this juicy, but not too big, black spider with yellow stripes down its back. I think it came from Australia.
(I'm still thinking of that dream. What a great dream that was.)
My friend and I were talking about dreams and what they mean and blah blah blah...and a really interesting perspective came from him that dreams are a domain where the series of interelated objects that construct your personality communicate with each other, reassign positions, and organize. That's why elements in dreams, while seemingly random, often carry a profound significance that is near-impossible to relate outside of yourself.
(I love the idea of a person being a chain of objects-albeit hella-Fruedian)
My friend, who is one of the most spiritually interested and aware people I know, says that since he started taking a full interest into dream analysis, his dreams have become more complex and more logical. He says his dreams contain numbers and hebrew text as well as versus from the Qaballah (sp?). That's fucking ill shit right there.
When I lived in a house not too long ago, I had dreams of beautiful women almost every night! Like, every woman that I've ever been attracted to, and then some! I woke up with a smile on my face every morning! I don't have those dreams anymore. Now I dream of castles and my grandma and songs from Roots Manuva.
Love dreams are the best! That's where my true love exists. |
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