the consumption dream:
this one reoccurs always in my parents bedroom at the old house...the first one when i was about 10. laying on the bed. one feather falls out of the ceiling vent as i lookup. Never falling in a larger quantity than one, accumulating to twenty, hundreds, thousands...suddenly consumed by them but swimming in them. Not drowning just being consumed.
Two night ago i had it with Autumn leaves.
Sequence of emotions:
the joy of the single piece, the joy and fear of the abundance, then the beauty of the colors, then the fear of being crushed, devoured. An overwhelming feeling of not being able to be happy or sad about it...tormenting but beautiful. scary but lovely.
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boo!!i was going to write something here but couldn't decide if i should or not.....hmmm indecision!!!
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