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nested dreams like boxes
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Two nights running, a mish-mash of odd dreams, waking up with the scrambled recollections, they seem to make no sense. And one jumps into the other, I have the impression that they are all sharing the same wooden box, nesting one within another or joined by invisible wires. One, vaguely recalled this morning: I have a frog, small, slippery, with a bar-code upon it, and I am using it as a magician might use a dove or rabbit, as a prop for my tricks. The frog doesn't like this, it's a rare South-American frog, endangered from the rain forest, strange bar-code birthmark upon it's mouth....and the frog is talking to me, escaping, it smashes a pen holder I had (stained glass, given to me by my mother) and I'm now angry with frog, trying to pick up the glass (careful, it's sharp), find another pen-holder, capture frog (still talking to me, giving me attitude...)...
Kubla Khan - Coleridge
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"In Xanadu did Kubla KhanA stately pleasure-dome decree :
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea."
More interesting dreams, other people's dreams. In this case, Kubla Khan, a poem written by Samuel Taylor Coleridge - or, more accurately, a fragment of a poem, having emerged from an opium induced slumber he was filled with inspiration and upon writing down the poem found himself interrupted by a persistent traveling salesperson; the dream was lost and he only ever recaptured fragments.
Link: Wiki on Kubla Khan
Link: online-literature - complete poem
Note the ending: "For he on honey-dew hath fed, and drunk the milk of paradise..."
My Own Biographer
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IFN and I'm taking the boy to see "True Grit" by the Coen Brothers. And on the way I check to see how his memorization of quotes and poetry is doing. He's learning them, but knows nothing about the authors. I've reassigned these for next week.
And perhaps this is what inspired him, because he takes out his pen and paper and begins writing down my quotes. By which I mean all the offensive 4 letter words and explicitives I toss off in ordinary conversation. He jots them down faithfully and reads them back to me, I correct them for accuracy and try to append explanatory footnotes to some of them - he won't have it. "For my teachers and social worker" he tells me.
The Devil's Trill
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As my dreams have been a bit of a bust lately (today, after my nap, a classic waiter's nightmare: At the restaurant, tables keep coming in and I can't keep up, there are different rooms and every time I discover a different room I discover even more tables I have to get to and visit....and when I'm visiting them, I fall asleep....) I've thought to enclose somebody elses.
Tartini's "The Devil's Trill"
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