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sovay ([personal profile] sovay) wrote2005-09-22 02:31 pm

Why we had to just watch films instead

Dear Hollywood and/or Joseph Campbell,

Please give me my brain back. A few nights ago, I dreamed I was a stripper in a bar for fallen angels. Last night, I dreamed I was the antagonist in an adolescent girl's progress through a dreamworld slightly cracked from reality, in which all the figures were reflections of herself (and myself, who was her counterpart), all our various potentials and permutations, and she had to winnow down to the true selves before we could shake hands and she could wake up.* I appreciate that my subconscious has a better eye for cinematography than I do when awake, and I understand that free-floating mythic weirdness has to go somewhere. But does it have to be mythic weirdness with a mainstream appeal?

This is not at all what I would have expected from several rounds of pre-1930's opera and a re-read of Fritz Leiber's The Big Time before bed.

Thank you,

*I've seen The Wizard of Oz. I've seen Labyrinth. I have not seen Mirrormask, although I fully intend on it. Still: what gives?

[identity profile] liveavatar.livejournal.com 2005-09-22 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Just be glad you're not dreaming the credits.

I'm not remembering my dreams these days (which I hope isn't a bad sign), but at least twice I've dreamt what seemed to be Aaron Spelling four-part adventures, with credit scroll. Must...change...input.

(goes to turn off Trekkies 2 on TV in the other room)

[identity profile] liveavatar.livejournal.com 2005-09-23 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
I don't recall any music at all. But that's better than the off chance of hearing the Sc**by-D** theme song, so I'll count myself lucky.

(For the record, I mention the Sc**by-D** theme merely for horror purposes; I have watched maybe 3 complete episodes of the show in my life.)

[identity profile] spectre-general.livejournal.com 2005-09-22 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
So... What was your stripper music?

I'm sure if you understand this, we shall understand life itself.

[identity profile] nineweaving.livejournal.com 2005-09-22 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
I dreamed I was a stripper in a bar for fallen angels.

And you called yourself Fevvers?

Nine

speaking of odd dreams

[identity profile] greyselke.livejournal.com 2005-09-23 10:07 am (UTC)(link)
And I just had a dream that, while fading fast, seems to have been a modern adapatation of a Middle English folktale (I recall at some point comparing the older poetic version which included runes with the modern expansion) with a rather scary sort of king of the faeries who was apparently heading in my direction when I woke up feeling very unsettled. Now I'd sort of like to know if there is any actual folktale I was basing my dream on, but I am left with only the emotions of the story, without the plot.

[identity profile] shewhomust.livejournal.com 2005-09-25 01:37 pm (UTC)(link)
...she had to winnow down to the true selves before we could shake hands and she could wake up.

So, she was Alice, and you were the Red King? That's class...