Barrow-Down Dreams

[littlemanpoet]

Originally Posted by Rune Son of Bjarne

I dreamt that TORE had made a video and send it out on The Barrow-Downs. In the video he is sitting in a bus, looking into the camera while greeting certain Downers. He then goes on to talk about how he really likes this grey building. . . The camera zooms in on the Grey building. I recognise the building as a rather dull and anonymous building next to the Copenhagen City Square. . . I ask TORE when he was in Copenhagen, but he refuses to answer.

Okay, TORE, as if I could resist such a request: The Only Real Hope (Estel) is the video's announcer. Rune can't get Hope to explain about the Grey Building. Rune therefore doesn't know what he's hoping for, and fears that his only real hope is associated with drab Copenhagan.

[Rune Son of Bjarne]

Did he just call "my" town for drab !?

Clearly Dr. Dream is an un-inlightened soul that has never sat foot in Wonderful Copenhagen. . .

[Holbytlass]

I finally dreamt of Downers.

I was talking to Hookbill, Daniel Radcliffe(Harry Potter) and a couple of other guys from my past during a boarding school class that actually met in a Greyhound bus. The seats were shorter and arranged to face each other in small groups.

Suddenly, I was asked politely to go talk with some of the girls in class because the guys needed some male-bonding time-so I did.

The dream then took me and Hookbill to a meadow lined with pine trees where Son of Numenor had a barber's chair out in the middle of it. He proceeded to cut Hookbill's hair in a mop style. It was a bit of a hackjob (sorry SoNo) so I showed Bill how one could use gel and the hair would look like it was done on purpose in a cool way. Then we walked out of the meadow hand-in hand. I woke up.


P.S.- Don't worry Hookbill, in my dream I was 15 -thinner, prettier and unattached

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

I dreamt of Bethberry, my great-grandfather (that I never met) and somebody else that could have been anyone. The setting was about 50 years ago and we were in a house. Beth was playing with clay on a potter's wheel. She spun the wheel and drew a tall bowl with rainbow swirls of clay. The rest of the dream doesn't really pertain to the 'Downs though.

[Bêthberry]

Originally Posted by Feanor of the Peredhil

I dreamt of Bethberry, my great-grandfather (that I never met) and somebody else that could have been anyone. The setting was about 50 years ago and we were in a house. Beth was playing with clay on a potter's wheel. She spun the wheel and drew a tall bowl with rainbow swirls of clay. The rest of the dream doesn't really pertain to the 'Downs though.

Obviously in your dreams I engage in a great deal of sub-creation, Fea. It sounds like more fun than looking into a bowl, Galadriel-like.

[Hookbill the Goomba]

Originally Posted by Holbytlass

He proceeded to cut Hookbill's hair in a mop style. It was a bit of a hackjob (sorry SoNo) so I showed Bill how one could use gel and the hair would look like it was done on purpose in a cool way.

Interestingly enough, I did indeed used to have my hair in a 'mop style' and I do now gel it (only when I plan to go out in public... which is not often). So... Are you spying on me? Are you a Spook?

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Two nights in a row? Weird.

I dreamt last night about Esty. In her world travels, she found herself, with her husband, of all places, at a family reunion of mine. The location was a combination of my grandparents' farm, a local lake, and Harkness (a Connecticut beach). I didn't know she was there until my baby cousin (from the other side of my family, mind you, because my dreams are soooo logical) pointed to her from my arms with a big smile and insisted upon being held by her. Esty, being very accomodating, completely and totally enjoyed the fact that Breanna immediately loved her and didn't want to be put down.

Dr. Dream?

[Roa_Aoife]

There are a lot of personal elements in your dream.

What do you associate with your granparents farm, this local lake, and Harkness Beach?

Also, what do you associate with Esty?

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Originally Posted by Roa_Aoife

grandparents farm

My father's family, certainly. My grandfather, who is very smart and very funny, but is very quiet and who is one of the very few people with whom I haven't been able to hold conversation. My brother; I'm usually at the farm with him, shooting targets in the private field or wandering the woods, or looking for wild life to photograph. I think of open space (a few hundred acres) and nature (a pair of wolves, deer, foxes, woodchucks, hawks...). I think of people that like each other, but don't know each other.

this local lake

How much I hate being in still water. Rocks instead of sand. Being unable to see the bottom for very long. Geese in the autumn. From about September 15th until mid-October, the lake is covered with them and my old Adv.Bio. class walked down every day to watch them and study their migratory and family structural habits. Canadian geese and snow geese, mostly.

Harkness Beach

Being with really good friends this summer. Sunlight and laughter and potato chips. Bikinis and listening in on people speaking in Russian. Napping in public. Sitting on huge rocks as the tide comes in around us, making an island of our perch. No worries.

Also, what do you associate with Esty?

Intelligence and kindness. Infinite patience. Wit. Creativity. You know... all the nice things.