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Monday, January 24, 2011

Dreaming



For whatever reason, I’ve been experiencing incredibly vivid dreams lately. Trust me, this is quite a departure from the norm. A great many years have come and gone with nary a dark night dream noted.

Nothing worth remembering.

Something’s changed. Or maybe not.

Maybe, just maybe, I’ve grown aware.

Be whatever as it may, I’ve experienced a great many incredibly complex dreams lately.

Most revolve around my ex.

I wake spinning on an axis of knives.

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9 Comments:

Blogger Ponita in Real Life said...

Ow. Knives? Perhaps things that were not dealt with then are haunting you now?

Wishing much more pleasant (and equally vivid) dreams in the future.

Tue Jan 25, 08:52:00 AM  
Blogger Lilith said...

Your unconscious is talking to you. Perhaps somebody is knocking at your door:)

Tue Jan 25, 09:26:00 AM  
Blogger Kass said...

Is there such a thing as closure? Ever?

Tue Jan 25, 10:35:00 AM  
Blogger Wine and Words said...

"When you're dreaming with a broken heart. Waking up is the hardest part. Roll outta bed, down on your knees. And for a moment you can hardly breathe."

John Mayer - Dreaming with a Broken Heart

Little breaks, big breaks. They lurk, and come to surface when we've a little more mourning to do.

Tue Jan 25, 03:41:00 PM  
Blogger June Calender said...

The picture says a lot but it didn't prepare me for knives. I don't think you're prone to exaggeration but I hope that's what the knives are. If not you're feeling very vulnerable indeed.

Tue Jan 25, 05:14:00 PM  
Blogger Jonas said...

I'm definitely haunted, Ponita. Haunted by failure and treasures lost.

No question about it, Lilith. My subconscious never sleeps.

I'm with you on that, Kass. Closure? Not likely. Acceptance? Necessary.

I do like that song, Annie. It captures the truth of dreams...and reality. I'll be mourning for the rest of my life.

I didn't expect the knives, either (years ago). I didn't/couldn't foretell a great many things.

Tue Jan 25, 08:15:00 PM  
Blogger anna said...

I cringe everytime I see you refer to yourself as a failure of any sort. I can't tell you how to feel, of course, and I will continue to read and comment even if you mention failure in every single post going forward. I just wish you would let it go and move on, look ahead.

Wed Jan 26, 08:55:00 AM  
Blogger secret agent woman said...

I think the more you pay attention to dreams, the more convoluted they become.

Thu Jan 27, 06:49:00 PM  
Blogger Jonas said...

Sorry to disappoint, Anna, but I'm inclined to look at myself with a critical eye (having been raised Catholic and all). But...if it's any comfort at all...I see the good as well as the bad. And, yes, I DO look forward (as well as back).

I'm obliged to disagree, my beloved Quaker bomb-thrower. The dreams I remember, the dreams that rattle and quake, aren't all that convoluted. There are those dawns when I wake and whisper to myself: "I understand." And then I cry.

Fri Jan 28, 06:04:00 PM  

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