Was it bright like God or ace-black spades?

[sovay]

I dreamed of a challah full of blood. Not as in blood libel; I tore off a piece to eat and the blood welled out of it as though it were live and bleeding. It was a profoundly upsetting image and the last thing I remembered before waking, which I did not appreciate. I think before then I was dreaming of some long-running popular series with a love triangle between two men and one woman that suddenly resolved with the introduction of a female love interest who wiped the field with both men by simply showing up, at which point I became interested in watching the thing, which in the way of dreams seemed to exist somewhere between webcomics and TV, and was feeling daunted by the decades of back catalogue.

I like both of these poems by Joshua Sassoon Orol: "Hatshepsut's Beard" and "Aleph Pattern."

Courtesy of legionseagle: the real Sally Bowles, who I did not realize was either a reporter and political activist or the mother of a writer I like. "You want to talk to my mother about sex? She wants to talk to you about politics."

Last night's birthday observed for choco_frosh was small but really nice, including pumpkin cake and discussions of the Burgess Shale, modern virology, and the one-man dumpster fire AU that is Aaron Burr. I am preparing to leave the house for apple-picking. I have not gone in decades. I'm looking forward.

Comments

[legionseagle]

The teeth-gritting came with lines like this:

Unlike Sally, whose German “was not merely incorrect; it was all her own”, Ross used her fluency to assist German and Austrian directors who’d fled the Third Reich – among them Austrian director Berthold Viertel, whom she assisted making 1934’s Little Friend – and got her old pal Isherwood a job as its screen-writer.

Which is presumably the experience out of which he also got the novel Prater Violet. She made the bugger's career, and look what he did in return.

[callunav]

That is a truly disturbing image, and I can imagine it casting a red shadow over the start of the day. I hope things got better from there.

[umadoshi]

I hope the apple-picking venture was lovely!

[moon_custafer]

The dream sounds awful, the discussion sounds great.

[gwynnega]

Ugh, what a terrible dream!

[vass]

I tore off a piece to eat and the blood welled out of it as though it were live and bleeding. It was a profoundly upsetting image and the last thing I remembered before waking, which I did not appreciate.

No, that seems like a dream intended for someone of another religion entirely.

[oracne]

That is a very disturbing dream image. Dreams brains are weird.