Saturday, December 7

dream

underground a sandstone cave:
i am with a greater sorcerer. he makes a portal for us to go through. when he steps into the shimmering waves, however, he is thrown back.

nonplussed, he murmers that an evil one has cast something, and walks straight into a sandstone wall... and goes through.

though full of doubt, i follow him. we are in narrow sandstone passageways. there is another person following behind us, a friend, and i want to wait for her to catch up, but the sorcerer is moving too fast. i am afraid to lose him in the maze of passageways.

finally, we come an open area. a tall elegant person is there, who greets us silently, and beckons to me. "your mother is waiting for you," she says. the sorcerer wanders off.

i follow her into more walls that disappear, into a large room. i see my mother (and i realize that i am someone else, and my mother in this dream is someone else) being attended to.

a little creature, more of a sausage with tiny legs than a dog, scampers over to me. he rolls into a ball and rolls around in bizarre patterns.

i say, "sit," and surprisingly, he sits. a ball of nervous energy, just quivering with energy.

the next thing i know, i am picked up and thrown into a small chamber. my mother has imprisoned me. i suddenly realize that it had been my mother who had thwarted the sorcerer.

there are small inscriptions all over one wall, but i don't know how to decipher it.

i know the only way i can escape is by communicating with jo**. i pick up pieces of tablets from the floor, and arrange them on the wall. jo** can somehow see this. the pieces move, in reply...

but instead of answering my pleas for help, jo** starts asking questions about *****. about whether i liked her. whether i had EVER liked her. i get frustrated, wondering why he is asking such questions at a time like this.



yakob at 5:53 PM

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