When I was very small I had this recurring dream...
I had this dream over and over for many years and then this one night...
I dreamt it for the last time.
It's difficult to describe the events inside my recurring dream, it wasn't conventional as such (I've had a few dreams to compare it with since then). There weren't many images and absolutely no sound. It was more of a silent sensation, a sensation of moving, floating almost, through darkness, as if along a dark tunnel, and always ending in the same room full of shapes. I mean regular shapes, geometric shapes. It was weird, yet somehow reassuring in its familiarity. It was dark, disturbing but not quite nightmarish.
Dreams are strange, other-wordly experiences. I wish I could believe they meant something, contained some profound message for the sleeper but I can't. They're just unconscious thought-loops.
I have two new links in the sidebar, both from the same source.
The 10 Golden Rules of Lomo :erasing all traces of your photographic education
and OKTOKINO which immediately reminded me of my odd recurring dream...
Thursday, January 05, 2006
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wow. I love this stuff. Never saw lomo movelets before! New things to explore... oh dear.. not enough hours in a day.
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