T'eyla Minh (teylaminh) wrote,
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Strange Dream, and Other Things

Really odd dream this morning... I can't remember much of the plot of it, if it even had one, and as such it doesn't warrant a filtered post of its own. The images I can bring to mind are vivid in their brevity: I was exploring an abandoned house towards the end, which was stark white and modern (you had to press a panel on the wall to open the doors), and was chased out by the authorities; I claimed I'd gone in there after my cat, because a stray followed me out. There was a man in a car, driving into a murky green lake in the middle of a quiet forest, waiting to drown, then swimming free of the vehicle at the last minute.

I was walking home along quiet suburban roads and came across a doctor's surgery located in a giant old house, but it was closed. I considered registering just in order to go inside, but its opening hours were only suitable for local school children and it was closed on Thursdays, so I decided not to bother.

Towards the beginning there was a vaguely disturbing sequence where my mum came to visit me. "I've found my father," she said.

"But I thought your father was dead," said I.

"So did I, but he wasn't." There was an 80-year-old man with her. There was a very prevalent sense of 'where-have-you-been-all-my-life' and it was really awful. Afterwards, she said my grandmother had died, and as a result I didn't go into work.

I don't remember anything else, as the images are fading. There was such a strange feeling about the whole thing, of finality and abandonment and giving up. Yet despite the bleakness, the outdoors sequences were dappled through sunlit greenery, and peacefully serene...

There was a time I could have described all of that so much better. Meh.

Occasionally, I get these periods where my brain starts filing thoughts away, and when the filing cabinet gets too full, the thoughts start to bubble out of the top and niggle at my consciousness. Sometimes the bubbling comes to fruition in a post which was probably best left unwritten, but we'll see how it goes. If they don't get too tumultous, I may let them evaporate instead. (They majoritarily seem to revolve around friends and the future and a combination of both...)

Oh, while I'm here: I put this on Facebook, but for anyone who isn't there and might be interested:

1st November 2008 from 6.30pm - we're having another Bad Movie Night to celebrate Hallowe'en (would have been actually on Hallowe'en but Paul and I are seeing Nosferatu at the Town Hall instead.) Costumes are optional but the theme - obviously - is Movie Heroes. BYOB and I'll lay on buffet-type food as usual, which you don't have to eat if you don't want. There are sleeping arrangements if you need / want to stay over but bring a sleeping bag just in case...

I think that's it. You can also bring some Bad Movies if you want, though Blockbuster were more than helpful last time. Alternatively, bring your favourite 'good' horror film, and just ignore what Lloyd says. :P (We were going to try and get El Orfanato as the 'good' film, but I think trying to watch that when pissed would be a very bad plan.)

Fin.
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