Thursday, February 19, 2009




Totally odd dream last night.

I was having trouble with a house i was in. mess or something, new people moving in, relatives coming over. something. and then...

The Cool Part

I went into a 'space station' and this thing was like a
12ft tall nylon tent with a lever in it like for the
plasma cutter (the yellow lever which goes up when not
on, to the side when on, something) and another button
which BLASTS OFF INTO SPACE. I was in it ALONE and
deciding I would blast off because I'd never done it and
it would be fun. I realized, however, that I'd be ALL
ALONE with no experts and the only method of landing was
CRASHING into the ocean. I was extremely frightened of
this because I knew that in just a tent the impact would
kill me.
Of course I'd already set all the levers to blast off but
not the button.... and wasn't sure if I'd saved myself... I had risen a bit above Earth, enough for things to look 'representational' instead of real.
this 'bayou' i crashed down in (chose to crash in, that is) was shaped
like a square-spiral.... goes inward from an outward
point but with sharp edges and four sides.
my Dad was a farmer of the bayou! Haha. He was tilling land
by hand. I crashed into this weird teal blue yet brown
water and am fluttering around trying to get the 'space
station' to come up out of the water with me. I knew
they'd be Mad I stole their science machine and gotten it
wet, no less... I had to dry it out and put it back.
Haha. So as I'm climbing out of the water Dad shouts some
advice which freaks me out. He says 'look out for the pussywillows!'

I immediately think of fanged fish. I jump a bit.

I ask "Which kind [is in the water]?"

He says "One is the kind you trim. Another is the kind I clip. A third are the ones with teeth."

It struck me as a multi-tiered riddle. I thought 'I can answer this.'
I thought of the type I trim might be the bush with the soft flowers people put on their mantlepiece, in vases. The type Dad would clip might be if a cat gets stuck in a tree, a weeping willow tree. The type with teeth is a catfish. So I said,
"But which one is in the water?" Cuz I didn't want to get bitten.

He said, "I think it's the first kind I said."
I was unassured, given that I didn't know if I solved the riddle.......

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