Lacunae

  i. I'm in the presence, its dark cavernous, and hot.  there is a demi-god made of molten lava that I was compelled to bow down/ prostrate my self to. He touched the base of the back of my spine and I received a huge surge up my spine into my head and felt so high that I woke up?    ii. I’m with a youngish woman who may be a bit dangerous.  we’re on some un steady concrete or broken up surface, maybe with molten lava round the edges.  she throws an apple for me to catch, I catch it and then she throws a longer throw.  I catch it and wake up…

I’m walking around a campus in daytime which I’m not familiar with with some people who i think i know…  I’m pointing out the ‘theatres’ there, which I say are good;  the third one I describe as a bit conservative but ok.  An older woman who looks like the nan in gavin and stacy grabs my arm, we walk on.  She appears to be wearing grey joggers and for a moment I think she has a penis protruding through the pants. when I glance back its not there; I don t say anything.  Inside a building, the others have gone and I’m trying to act like everything is fine.  She tells me she has lots to tell me.  I reply about what? She responds …  ‘about  T’.

  Jan 2020 pre- paris…  I have a travel case with a handle and wheels and have some disparate, female friends around me..  Maybe I’ve just arrived somewhere and am outside, early evening, in an urban well lit area.   I open the case and it has a stone tablet in it that is broken down the middle, which I feel was intact at the beginning of the journey (but this is the starting point of the dream).  On the outside of the oblong paving stone like sculpture is an etched long face with the crack straight down the middle.. And its broken. The tough stone / plaster is ripped in a rickety fashion through the long face; it is a shallow, dug into, carved (primitively) face / icon.  I bring it out, and feel like Ive travelled to give it or show it off  and feel disappointed that it has broken.  As the broken rock pulls apart there is a three dimensional, crazy looking effigy, completely 3d with zany expression and mad mannerisms that I behold and move around...

Feb 2020.     Theres a (sacrificial) bull extremely angry under a white sheet in the middle of the room.  It looks like it is made out of metal / dark brass.  Its pulsing, hyper ventilating and ripped with burning, pumping fury; It looks like it is burning hot and knows its fate.  Its squirming about and restless, standing up, you can see its veins pumping.  I’m observing from the side and thinking about if I could stick it with a sword or not;  I think it wants to take a shit...