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Sep. 15th, 2006 11:27 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_fantastic_ms_foxLast night, I'd joined other students and bohemians in moving into an old mansion of drying planks that was a sort of theme park in the summer, and was abandoned otherwise. I had a room with ethernet cables snaking out to the main computer room and hub; other people had tents on the roof, near the Japanese grills and concession stands. We split rent.
Old buildings and secret passages crop up a lot in my dreams.
Last night, I dreamed that Jhayne got another ferret. Then there was something else that made me terribly anxious, and I woke up with my heart racing. This tells me that I need to address both living-space and school as sources of stress.
Prior to that, I had a dream about three worlds of gender.
Note: this is after trying to use lucid dreaming to plumb the collective unconscious.
The first world was a result of someone using directed dreaming to tap the power of the collective unconscious in a manner akin to The Lathe of Heaven to "correct" the gender roles of this world. We still had our roles, but men and women lived apart. Socially, it was two half-worlds. I suppose there were relationships, but I didn't see any.
Whomever it was that brought about the first world seemed to have undone it. The second world was this world; I think it was a return to the status quo. But it didn't seem right, so the one who descended back into the Lathe (me?) tried to fix it again.
The third world was like this one but dating and marriage were, by default, homosexual. People still had masculine and feminine roles within these relationships, but it looked a little silly to my eyes. Of course, everyone else thought it had always been this way. I was doing some kind of art, and I thought the reporter was hitting on me - I read from her body language that she was one of those stealthed heterosexuals. I brought this up with her, and she was not impressed. I just hoped she wouldn't out me.
Old buildings and secret passages crop up a lot in my dreams.
Last night, I dreamed that Jhayne got another ferret. Then there was something else that made me terribly anxious, and I woke up with my heart racing. This tells me that I need to address both living-space and school as sources of stress.
Prior to that, I had a dream about three worlds of gender.
Note: this is after trying to use lucid dreaming to plumb the collective unconscious.
The first world was a result of someone using directed dreaming to tap the power of the collective unconscious in a manner akin to The Lathe of Heaven to "correct" the gender roles of this world. We still had our roles, but men and women lived apart. Socially, it was two half-worlds. I suppose there were relationships, but I didn't see any.
Whomever it was that brought about the first world seemed to have undone it. The second world was this world; I think it was a return to the status quo. But it didn't seem right, so the one who descended back into the Lathe (me?) tried to fix it again.
The third world was like this one but dating and marriage were, by default, homosexual. People still had masculine and feminine roles within these relationships, but it looked a little silly to my eyes. Of course, everyone else thought it had always been this way. I was doing some kind of art, and I thought the reporter was hitting on me - I read from her body language that she was one of those stealthed heterosexuals. I brought this up with her, and she was not impressed. I just hoped she wouldn't out me.