Erstwhile Okie on St. Mark's Place. "That which hath been is now; and that which is to be hath already been; and God requireth that which is past."
Last night's dreams:
1. I bought a grape vine from a hardware store and planted it on the edge of the woods beside my old house upstate. In the morning I went back and hundred of fully ripe white grapes had grown. I was shocked and thrilled thinking I could make my own winery. So I bought a large bucket and put the grapes in there and figured I'd keep filling it with the daily harvest and maybe it would all just liquify and ferment naturally. But the next day I saw other people had started using it to store other things like cheese and cucumbers. I was annoyed.
2. I was in the mountains with a couple of cousins and my grandmother's 1993 Buick Century, which she gave to me in 2001 to be my first car. It wouldn't start so I tried jumping it; the battery wires for some reason were in the backseat. I attached the black and red clips to the wires I thought they went to and it sparked like crazy so I switched them around but it still sparked like crazy. I put them back on the wires I thought were correct and it still sparked wildly but I figured that's just how it was. Shouted to one cousin to try and start the car, quick, because the sparks were burning the interior and melting through the wires. But she had wandered off and said she was coming back but didn't, so it just kept sparking and burning and melting. Eventually there was no wire left to connect to but the car started and we got on our way.
3. I drew a picture of a roller coaster and was able to use AI to turn it into a lifelike video of the roller coaster running and felt pretty pleased with myself. I was able to then ride in the roller coaster and I was beside a girl and whenever she moved her head it glitched and disconnected from her elongated neck briefly.
In an overcast Falmouth. Woke up dreading the long drive home, after the constant recurring nightmare that I am rushing to get to a flight and am hopelessly late, then another that I was trying to help one son into a swimsuit and he started sobbing and I put my cheek against his wet eyes. Then I wondered where the other son was and wondered if I had left him in a hot car, but realized he is now more than capable of exiting a car. One time after my recent breakup I had the late-for-my-flight dream but I was in a hotel room with the ex and for once I didn't mind or feel stressed.
Vivid dreams lately.
Two nights ago: I'd found some grand beautiful house in New Jersey I was thinking about buying (though I knew I couldn't afford it). Two friends suggested, as an alternative, that I look into affordable housing in New Jersey and guided me through a tour of a dim apartment with narrow halls filled with piles of clothes and black cats. It was depressing.
Last night I dreamed that I was staying with an older friend and sitting moping on his couch. He was trying to cheer me up telling me I wasn't going to die and that I should have breakfast. So I put some oatmeal into his microwave, but thoughtlessly had it in a metal cup so it started sparking and the oatmeal expanded and was pouring out of the microwave. Then my friend collapsed, clearly having a heart attack. He put me off calling for help, but eventually gave in and I ran outside to get a signal and luckily there was a parade of nurses going by. A couple went in to help, then more and more until the house was packed and one of them started to say it was too crowded and lamented the fact that there was no doctor among them.
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5 years ago
I had two dreams about him after he died. I dont remember the first one all that well but it was about meetin him in town somewheres and he give me some money and I think I lost it. But the second one it was like we was both back in older times and I was on horseback goin through the mountains of a night. Goin through this pass in the mountains. It was cold and there was snow on the ground and he rode past me and kept on goin. Never said nothin. He just rode on past and he had this blanket wrapped around him and he had his head down and when he rode past I seen he was carryin fire in a horn the way people used to do and I could see the horn from the light inside of it. About the color of the moon. And in the dream I knew that he was goin on ahead and that he was fixin to make a fire somewhere out there in all that dark and all that cold and I knew that whenever I got there he would be there. And then I woke up.
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8 years ago
Dreamed that I was in a museum in Oklahoma City, talking to a woman and embarrassed because I wasn't sure if she was Elizabeth Taylor or Vivien Leigh. Then Shaquille O'Neal presented me with an 11.5 million dollar check for winning a Subway-sponsored giveaway I had unknowingly entered by completing an online survey rating my latest experience at Subway. Shaq signed it, and I wondered whether he had been added as a signatory to such a massive Subway corporate account, or whether the check was just for show, and the money stuff would be worked out later.
Last night I dreamed that Apple Bottom Jeans were trying to break into the white male market and using Brooks & Dunn as their spokesmen. "Whenever I'm on the road, I can do with just about anything, except my hat, my boots, and my apple bottoms."
My psychoanalyst (ChatGPT) had what seemed like a pretty good interpretation:
"...as a little trilogy produced by one brain on one night, there really is an unusually coherent theme: things work—but never cleanly. You get the grapes. The Buick starts. The AI roller coaster becomes real. Every dream actually ends with the impossible thing succeeding. It's just that success arrives accompanied by contamination, fire, or grotesque rendering errors."