Comments on: dream #32767 12/09/03 http://aaronbell.org/journal/2003/09/dream-32767-120903/ a song for prometheus Tue, 25 Jan 2011 17:08:24 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3 By: air http://aaronbell.org/journal/2003/09/dream-32767-120903/comment-page-1/#comment-805 air Mon, 15 Sep 2003 12:31:00 +0000 http://aaronbell.org/journal/?p=382#comment-805 <em>>Is this drug induced?</em> Heh, no. There may have been a cheese sandwich involved though... <em>> had to stop myself from being too complimentary</em> Well try harder, you're an embarrassment bean : P <em>> Tyler Durden figure to your Ed Norton</em> Interestingly I'm almost certain he *was* in Tyler mode in the dream. Brown leather jacket etc. <em>> inner conflict. Brad (ego) abandons you and you set out on a quest</em> Didn't feel abandoned... he was just <em>ahead</em>. <em>> you won’t accept the ring but you consider stealing it</em> The act of 'giving' me the ring was not sincere, it was some kind of insult. Hence I gave it back to keep some kind of dignity, but calmly so as not to provoke. <em>> Was the ring inherently evil?</em> Is this a homophobia question? ; ) No, just a ring I believe. <em>>I would love to go all Sigmund on your ass</em> What, rub it lovingly with your beard? <em>>Stu's shaven chebs</em> Nnooooooooo >Is this drug induced?

Heh, no. There may have been a cheese sandwich involved though…

> had to stop myself from being too complimentary

Well try harder, you’re an embarrassment bean : P

> Tyler Durden figure to your Ed Norton

Interestingly I’m almost certain he *was* in Tyler mode in the dream. Brown leather jacket etc.

> inner conflict. Brad (ego) abandons you and you set out on a quest

Didn’t feel abandoned… he was just ahead.

> you won’t accept the ring but you consider stealing it

The act of ‘giving’ me the ring was not sincere, it was some kind of insult. Hence I gave it back to keep some kind of dignity, but calmly so as not to provoke.

> Was the ring inherently evil?

Is this a homophobia question? ; )
No, just a ring I believe.

>I would love to go all Sigmund on your ass

What, rub it lovingly with your beard?

>Stu’s shaven chebs

Nnooooooooo

]]> By: rosy http://aaronbell.org/journal/2003/09/dream-32767-120903/comment-page-1/#comment-804 rosy Mon, 15 Sep 2003 09:16:00 +0000 http://aaronbell.org/journal/?p=382#comment-804 >Brad Pitt Reckon you might safely see him as the Tyler Durden figure to your Ed Norton, especially as a resemblance has been noted. >darts / They are on his side This suggests some kind of inner conflict. Brad (ego) abandons you and you set out on a quest for self-knowledge. >This area of town is utterly lightless / summit Plumbing the depths of your dark side/shadow and being rewarded with enlightenment/ a Kodak moment >moonstone It’s interesting that you won’t accept the ring but you consider stealing it. Was the ring inherently evil? >Rosy Rockets anima/shadow. I would love to go all Sigmund on your ass but this analysis is pretty tenuous. The dream is a surprisingly good read, though. If you want to analyse it you should pay loads of attention to how you reacted emotionally to people/situations in the dream, as that throws a different angle on the obvious analysis. As for me, I'm scared to go to sleep in case I have a nightmare about Stu's shaven chebs. >Brad Pitt
Reckon you might safely see him as the Tyler Durden figure to your Ed Norton, especially as a resemblance has been noted.
>darts / They are on his side
This suggests some kind of inner conflict. Brad (ego) abandons you and you set out on a quest for self-knowledge.
>This area of town is utterly lightless / summit
Plumbing the depths of your dark side/shadow and being rewarded with enlightenment/ a Kodak moment
>moonstone
It’s interesting that you won’t accept the ring but you consider stealing it. Was the ring inherently evil?
>Rosy Rockets
anima/shadow. I would love to go all Sigmund on your ass but this analysis is pretty tenuous. The dream is a surprisingly good read, though. If you want to analyse it you should pay loads of attention to how you reacted emotionally to people/situations in the dream, as that throws a different angle on the obvious analysis.

As for me, I’m scared to go to sleep in case I have a nightmare about Stu’s shaven chebs.

]]> By: bean http://aaronbell.org/journal/2003/09/dream-32767-120903/comment-page-1/#comment-803 bean Fri, 12 Sep 2003 15:24:00 +0000 http://aaronbell.org/journal/?p=382#comment-803 also v. jealous though.. My dream last night was one thats been reoccurring for a while now. It seems like more of a premonition, actually. Very weird. I'm in a castle, but I'm not me.. someone else. Actually, I think I'm a guy. Its a few hundred years ago. And the morning of my wedding, I'm sitting on an ivy clad, overgrown window ledge. Its dark inside, and very bright outside. I'm quite high up, and there's no window frame or glass. I feel myself leaning back. I'm breathing in, and the air is freezing cold, and oxygen rich. Y'know, like when you stick your head in the freezer; that kind of air that chills your lungs and makes you feel dizzy. I feel myself over-balancing, but with a sense of dread. Its like someone's shot me or something. I dont want to die. My eyes close, but my senses overcompensate. Everything slows right down. I feel myself dropping, I can feel the still air whistling past my ears; my stomach is in my throat, and then I feel the impact as my body hits the ground. Bang. But it doesn't hurt. I just feel relaxed. And then I wake up. Hair all over the shop, wondering what the fuck just happened. That's happened like, 4 times... weird. also v. jealous though..

My dream last night was one thats been reoccurring for a while now. It seems like more of a premonition, actually. Very weird.

I’m in a castle, but I’m not me.. someone else. Actually, I think I’m a guy. Its a few hundred years ago. And the morning of my wedding, I’m sitting on an ivy clad, overgrown window ledge. Its dark inside, and very bright outside. I’m quite high up, and there’s no window frame or glass.

I feel myself leaning back. I’m breathing in, and the air is freezing cold, and oxygen rich. Y’know, like when you stick your head in the freezer; that kind of air that chills your lungs and makes you feel dizzy. I feel myself over-balancing, but with a sense of dread. Its like someone’s shot me or something. I dont want to die. My eyes close, but my senses overcompensate. Everything slows right down. I feel myself dropping, I can feel the still air whistling past my ears; my stomach is in my throat, and then I feel the impact as my body hits the ground. Bang. But it doesn’t hurt. I just feel relaxed. And then I wake up. Hair all over the shop, wondering what the fuck just happened.

That’s happened like, 4 times… weird.

]]> By: bean http://aaronbell.org/journal/2003/09/dream-32767-120903/comment-page-1/#comment-802 bean Fri, 12 Sep 2003 15:07:00 +0000 http://aaronbell.org/journal/?p=382#comment-802 1.Is this drug induced? sounds quite psychonautic. I like the multi coloured dogs best. Like afro ken or more lifelike? 2.I'll take it as a given that you're as good a consultant as you are a writer. Christ, i've never actually had to stop myself from being too complimentary about someone. I couldn't love you any more if I was yer granny! savantic little biatch! *yet more postmodern, ironic lj hugs...* 1.Is this drug induced? sounds quite psychonautic. I like the multi coloured dogs best. Like afro ken or more lifelike?

2.I’ll take it as a given that you’re as good a consultant as you are a writer. Christ, i’ve never actually had to stop myself from being too complimentary about someone. I couldn’t love you any more if I was yer granny! savantic little biatch!

*yet more postmodern, ironic lj hugs…*

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