Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Recovering from Abuse: DREAM FOUR...

The dream culminated in a Libra scene that would have made Nietzsche proud in its wordplay. A woman that reminds me of Emma was rummaging through a bag as though it were from In-N-Out. It reminds me of the paper bag that Jesse Pinkman receives his gun in. The bag somehow contained a set of gripes; my waking life has come so close to dream life that the middle man of metaphor is relatively unnecessary, and what the dream represents is literally made into a dream object.

Whatever the character was carrying around, it was petty. The expression “sunshine in a bag” is analogous to the expression “petty in a bag”. This was described as a Libra Coping Mechanism. It had to be buried, apparently, since I recall the name “B. Ariel” as well from my notes upon waking.

These are they:

Libra Coping Mech.
Petty in a bag.
B. Ariel.
Eugene Eric Toole.

All save for the third are inscribed in blue.
The third is inscribed in red.


Dm.A.A.

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