Monday, July 29, 2002

While awake...

Dreamy illustrations

Sunday, July 28, 2002

I am on a trip together with mum. We are in a Eastern European country, Poland? It is late winter, early spring, and we are approaching a set of buildings in the beautiful countryside. There is a restaurant, perhaps a store, and we can see out over the still snowcovered hills that are broken up by the muddy dirtroad. I am walking around while mum is inspecting some souvenirs in the store. She is looking for something specific. As I walk around in the spartan store, I come to a room that is filled with jeans. The jeans are hung up to dry, and I can see that they have recently been washed. There must be hundreds of pairs of jeans here. It looks as if they have been used already, as if this place is a large laundry hall where people bring their jeans to be washed. The jeans look dry and hard. I walk through another door opening and see a rack with underwear made of jean fabric. I return to my group of friends.

Saturday, July 27, 2002

Friday, July 26, 2002

I say: "Due to the sexual nature of these items we will not display them here, they do not belong in this environment and therefore will not be included in the exhibit." No one speaks. Whew!
While awake...

Guided By Voices II

Wednesday, July 24, 2002

I am calling A. on a cellphone from F. I hear that someone has picked up the phone but I hear no voice. I wonder if it is a bad connection and that I perhaps cannot hear A. but he can hear me. I tell him that I hope everything is allright and that I miss him very much. I stand outdoor at the summer cottage and hear the crackling noise of an open but quiet phone-line.

Saturday, July 20, 2002

I am leaving a large gathering to take one of the buses home. I want to sit in the same bus as a friend and try to hurry. I want to fetch a jacket I have in another room before I run out. I end up missing the bus. I see how the buses take off, and when the bus passes me I look to see if my friend sits there. I think so.

Now I am walking on a complicated freeway system. I lose my balance and realize a rather strong earthquake has just begun! I can completely feel the rolling motion and am afraid that the concrete highway above me will tumble down. I begin to walk away from the road.

Now I am walking along the forest road. I am driving now. Then I see that the earthquake has broken off part of the road and that I cannot get through with my Jeep. Finally I seem to get home. I want to walk out on the fields below the house and stand there in the midst of nothing.

Now I wake up in the old bedroom and find that a Black Widow spider has spun a thick web at the foot of my bed. I see the large black spider in the web and stand up to get away from it. It follows me into the kitchen. It is almost crab-like and intelligent. It is fast and knows I am escaping. While I rush into the livingroom I see a scorpion, and know that this spider is much more dangerous. It would almost be better to be chased by a scorpion...