Hallowed Pits

11.12.22

I was with someone as honored guests at a wealthy home. The person I was with remained as just a silent presence next to me, taking in what was happening but never conversing with me or the people I was interacting with. The hosts were having a number of servants parading in and out of the room with all sorts of architectural plans and models for homes, buildings, communities and towns and cities. They were wanting to know my opinions of all of the things they had come up with and whether I approved of them or not. I would give them my opinion and then they would direct the servant to different exist from the room based on what I told them. I got that how they directed them was based on whether the plans or designs passed inspection, needed work or were going to be set aside entirely.  I was quite humbled by them showing us all these boards with miniature models of communities they owned and managed, and wondered why they wanted my opinion so badly. They asked many questions about each of them and I answered as best as I could. Servers after server would take away the ones I had inspected and bring in new ones. It was almost like a dance and I was amazed at how many they were in charge of, whole towns in some cases. After doing this for a while, I asked how much more was there. The couple the guided me over to a large Victorian style sliding pocket door and opened it up to a very large room with dozens of tables covered in what looked like miniatures of whole towns. The man turned to me and said, this is the future and you are telling us what it will look like.

Suddenly, I felt myself floating above one of those towns that was no longer a 'model' but a real town people were living in. I knew instantly it was one of the ones we had discussed but was 'charted' for 'remodeling'. It was a small coastal tourist type town with a small highway that ran by the ocean. It was up on a cliff like area over looking the ocean and more rocky rather than beach like. The main street of this town literally went up to this highway and there was a tourist type camping park right next to it on the left hand side and small homes to the right. I got that this town had been charted for 'removal' because they had built too close to the ocean and needed to be moved more inland. Just as I realized this, an earthquake hit and the a bad landslide began to occur taking the road out with it. It happened at the end of the street of that cliff looking over the ocean. As the road began to cave in I watched it swallow a truck followed by a van with what looked either an emergency or road crew lights on it. As the road began to cave in more and more I saw it creep toward the camping grounds and swallow one of the motor homes. Just as the motor home fell into what now looked like a cavernous pit, I heard for the first time the screams of the people who were experiencing this. Then suddenly their screams were drowned out by the loud wail of a baby crying from the motor home as it slid down into the hallowed out pit in the road that had been created by the landslide. I watch it continue to slide down the hillside toward the ocean. I woke up with the sound of the crying baby still in my thoughts.

Of Fish and Men

10.29.22

I woke, by my alarm, to some forgetful dreams. I turned it off and allowed myself to doze again. If was a very quick 'nap' though likely less than 10 minutes, but this dream came through extremely vivid.

I found myself sitting in the front row of an audience at what seemed like a meeting. I was mostly to myself with one person on each side of me, but my back was still to everyone else. I could sense there was quite a crowd though. Two men went to the front of the crowd with baskets in their arms. They set the baskets down and one of the men proceeded to pull out the fish and place them in the other man's arms, as if preparing for him to carry as many as he could at one time. He keep pulling out fish after fish to where the man holding them had his arms so full he appeared like two legs holding up a huge pile of fish. The scales on the fish kept flashing hints of gold and silver, almost making them appears as polished metal armor. There was way more fish in his arms than what the baskets they carried up there could have possibly held. There was so many fish they began to fall to the ground and create a pile there as well. After a bit, the man holding the fish was instructed to hand out the fish to everyone and the second man grabbed the second basket and made his rounds handing out fish as well.

As I watched this obviously astounding fish pile growing scene, I remember thinking to myself that I didn't really need or want any of the fish...that it was really for everyone else anyway...and I wanted to make sure though that everyone there got all of the fish they wanted. SO, I decided to lay my head down and pretend to nap. As I felt one of the men handing out fish come near my small group, I remember thinking that I did have cats at home, and they could use the fish. I then decided to just open my right hand, palm up, still keeping my head down and eyes closed...just in case they wanted to place one of the fish in my hand. The man walked by and I didn't place anything in my hand. I peeked over to the person to my right and saw him take a fish from the man and felt satisfied still that he got what he needed. I laid with my head down for a little while longer, just sensing what everyone was doing. It felt as if they were eating and conversing with each other and the people next to me were not wanting to disturb my attempt to rest.

After a bit I sat up and saw a fish the man had set aside for me, laying on a reddish blanket next to my head. It was a small but very picture perfect, fat and meaty specimen of a cooked silver Tilapia. I looked over to what the man on the right of me had. He was given a cooked silver Herring that was at least twice as large as my little fish. I reached out and touched the belly of my fish in thanks and blessing. I then did the same to the man's fish. He nodded his head in gratitude. I was amused to find that even though his fish looked so much larger than the one they gave me, I could tell by touching it that it was much bonier and had a lot less usable meat on it. For some reason I felt no impulse to even look to the person I felt to left of me. I pondered the two fish and what just happened in my dream for a bit before waking up.

Gates and Doors

 

7.27.21

I was out checking the gate to the yard and then went to check inside the garage. There I saw one of the kittens from our litter of cats had gotten out. It appeared to have been injured and now was dirty, deformed, with bloody patchy hair and could barely crawl. I picked it up and took it inside to check if the rest of the litter were okay. They were about 4 of them and they seemed okay and healthy. I was trying to figure out how one kitten got this way as I took it to the bathroom to try and clean it up. When I entered the bathroom, I found a repairman working on the wall. He had torn a hole into it and inside he found yet another kitten. This one wasn't injured, but it was much smaller and obviously malnourished and neglected. Flabbergasted, I then took the kittens into the kitchen and found two sisters sitting at the table. I cleaned the kittens and set them in a safe place with some food and water. I then sat down at the table between the two sisters to talk to them about what happened with the kittens. Before I could say a word the sister on my right began to berate me about how poorly I had taken care of the kittens. She then chewed me out for putting locks on the doors, which slowed down her ability to easily move in and out of the house, and that I needed to stop doing that. She was complaining that it wasn't just the closing the door that was the problem, but that someone kept locking them. I had no idea who had. Anytime I would try to say a word, she would just yell right over me, so I kept quiet. In my mind, I grew frustrated with wanting to tell her that it wasn't me who put the locks on the door but that if we wanted to protect the kittens, it wasn't a bad idea to keep the door closed. But she didn't seem to care about any of the kittens, just upset about the locks on the door. I finally blurted out that it wasn't the locks on the door that was the problem but leaving the gate to the yard open. The other sister just sat quietly observing us and I suddenly got the feeling that she was the one that was messing with the locks, doors and gate, on purpose, to mess with both if us.

Salt Glow

11.14.20

I held a pink salt lamp in my hands. Without really doing anything to it, I suddenly felt it crack inside. Looking at it, it didn't look really different, but when I shifted it, where it cracked came loose. I pulled it apart and inside I saw a beautifully done wooden matrix that had been holding it all together. Worried about what to do with it now that it was broken in two, I realized that it was still okay and usable. All I need to do was attached a hinge to the two pieces and turn the broken off piece into a little door...sort of like a one of those Faberge eggs.

The House on the Hill

11.16.20

I was being chased from one house to another, each house was different. Some were very grande and some very humble. As I moved from each house to the next, all the while I was being followed by a man saying 'I am the 13th one.' I couldn't tell if he was addressing the comment to me our challenging me over it. I kept quiet and just kept moving. I saw no need in talking to anyone over it. I ended up in a Victorian house in San Francisco, on a hill, overlooking the city...but it was before the city was all built up and everything seemed newly built. I could sense a very dark energy coming, so I again moved from there and ended up on the porch of another house, in an older looking car. This house looked like one of those old worn down sharecropper type homes. I watched the older couple that lived there for awhile. It was like they knew I was there, but didn't really belong there, but they allowed me to just hang with them. I fell asleep in the driver seat and woke to find they had pulled the curtain around my car to allow me to sleep. I tried to profusely apologize for putting them out any and thanked them for their hospitality, but they could no longer see me anymore. I found myself at yet another house, a bit more modern, in a city, 30's style. The home had several people in it, some adult with a few children playing... and I knew an earthquake was coming, and I tried to warn them...no one was listening. I went to the kitchen, which was large and like one they would have in a group home. On wall was and old style drink fountain. I tried to pour a cup for myself. The machine was sluggish at first, like it had backed up. Then some heavy cream came out, followed by creamy milk. I pulled out the thickened cream and set it aside. I tasted the milk and was surprised to find it was still good and sweet to the taste. As I drank it down, I realized that the milk was too thick and full of grainy stuff to drink down to the bottom though. As I poured the thickened part in the bottom into the sink, I realized too late that someone had left a loaf of rainbow wheat bread, like they used to make, in the sink. It got soaked by what I was pouring on it and was ruined. One of the members of the household came into the kitchen to warn me about something they heard on the news. Just then I felt the a rumble under my feet of an earthquake. I looked at the person talking to me, but they kept talking like they didn't notice what I just felt. I tried to interject and warn them that they need to take cover but they just turned and walked off. I began to run through the house trying to warn everyone to take cover, but nobody would listen, as another stronger quake hit the house. I saw an old man reading in a chair who didn't even look up and a couple of children playing. I felt like a ghost there, because no one seemed to see or hear me at all. Realizing no one was listening, I just stood there in the middle of the room as the big quake broke and violently shook the whole house...as I woke up.

When I woke up, I went to check on my senior black and white kitty, Leola, who I knew was dying...to find she had passed away while I slept.

Of Mice and Cats

I found a couple of mice who had recently had a quite a few babies. They were extremely tiny and there were dozens of them. I was at a loss, because I knew these baby mice would grow into quite a hoard that could destroy everything in the house if I didn't keep them under control. I didn't want to kill them and was trying to figure out how to handle them.

I also had several cats who had just had some kittens. I was trying to manage to keep the cats and mice apart from each other, so the cats wouldn't kill the baby mice. I put the mother mice and their babies into a box until I could find a better container to hold them.

I went off to look for a container that I knew the mice couldn't chew through. When I came back I found one of my cats had gotten into the box and appeared to be mauling some of the baby mice. I took the cat away and then carefully checked over the baby mice. All of them were okay, but one of them was in bad shape, and I knew it wasn't going to make it. Looking at it closer, there wasn't any sign of bite marks. It seemed the cat really didn't try to eat it as much as try to help it by licking it. I also found one of her kittens cuddling with all the mice.

It dawned on me that she was actually trying to mother all of the baby mice as if they were her own! The mother mice were also very accepting of the cat. I was still very careful with the mother mice, but they seemed to be quite calm and accepting of the new situation.

Babe to Order

It was in a future where people no longer had children by birth. Instead they were created in labs. People would file to be parents, and if granted, then a child would be formed for them, using the characteristics that were wanted. There wasn't any families really either, just groups of people that cohabited together.

I watched as one child was being created. It was nearby where other child bodies, without heads, were actually being grown in lab like containers and many were used just for their tissues and organs and the remains destroyed.

I woke with a sinking feeling in my gut.