The Pink Eagle

A text only post, and about history, afield from fauna and flora, sort of...and grim, so dear readers, a caution to read on...

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Intro note...My dream blog and my vw bus blog haven't been forgotten...I just need another vw bus to get that blog going again...as for the dream blog, I haven't figured out quite how to go about it...I pick up dream lore here and there, it's pretty easy stuff to find, lots written, so don't feel inclined to copy/paste, and my own dreams aren't anything remarkable, so that blog is quiet...however, I contemplate my dreams all the time, those times I can remember snatches of them...and I have no over arching theories about them, or anyone's, so don't see much use for recalling them...but, but, I find there is a kind of skill in being able, very rarely, to participate in my dreams, say and do things...usually I can only observe...and I like skill challenges, puzzles tricks athletic ball games and such...my skills at anything are average, so I have no 'how to' tips...I like to practice...anyway, I began a diligent effort to write down, snatch, my dreams on the iphone note pad...this has gone on for more than a month, and I thought to delete them, then thought to save them, email to myself, and then thought to post them to the blog...wth...and there's an old Greek writer who wrote some obscure accounts of the ancient's dreams that I want to do a post about, and this will ramp to that!...I can only recall small parts of dreams, the accounts below are a few bars and measures of like dream songs..."Do you know this tune?"..."Hum a few bars...oh, yeah, now I got it!"....Music is like that...hear a little bit, and it brings back the whole song...I can look at these snatches, and remember, which isn't possible for others, my dreams I mean...just as well!...Mozart, I think it was, said he had music playing in his head all the time, from childhood...'couldn't shut it off'...it's not like that with my dreams, but I think it maybe could be...and for others...once sitting on the front step, I recalled a bit of a dream, and I went into a mild state, and the dream began 'playing' without any effort on my part to remember...I just watched...bit like being asleep awake!...my reading tells me yogis and such become expert at this, I think, if that experience of mine is self similar to theirs...I don't know...and don't see the point of meditating to dream, or sleeping to dream...but dreams occur, and are a curio!...and nothing is 'pointless'...

 

Dream snatches are separated by double space...I could elaborate on them, but this could get very involved!...the pink eagle wasn't just a bright pink, more like a mix of many shades of pale reds/purples...pastels...beautiful...and why it was trying to carry away a newborn baby I don't know...and it wasn't a serious effort, and eagle just swopped near, and maybe that was the intent only...I don't know!...such is the circumstances of all the snatches!...read on Zena!

 

The Pink Eagle

 

Pink eagle snatching baby...misses...

Girl and grandma lounge chair

Horror barn crabs

Guys being guys movie

I am retired and I am here

Ducks and birds parades

Big garden steps

Let's get Big Macs...here's fifty...I'm watched over

A profanity laced loud rant about work assignment

Green German submarines

Boxes delivering auctioneer store antique fronts...hair spray flame fight

Oh, too many things!...tiny toilets on the ground...open to the ground...a guy drops a turd ball over fence...I council him how to dispose...some girls going in restaurant of amusement park...I know them a little...ask if restaurant has restroom..."no"..."if I get something to eat?"..."yes"...a young fellow has made many tiles...part of abstract scene, but doesn't know how to arrange the tiles of many shapes and colors...I do!...and help to lay them out inside like shops and outside across garden walks and paths... We work very fast...and play like ping pong too...the girls come around to see...tiling is done...more game he asks...always fast...ok...we start but I wake up...tiles had open spaces...

A wall with a doorway with Italian name...Sephan?...dreamed twice...had dream but tile one made me forget...and much else!

Most we're dark, but a few were violet...each had four legs splayed out like a starfish...and were the size of small dogs with the disposition of wolves hunting...we all rushed into a tech building...and just inside it dropped like into a basement, and the pack descended down the staircase, the violets under my direction...

Tijuana journey...art school field trip?...repeat...and repeat in dream too, a return visit to Hotel Bernardo...very detailed industrial back alleys, storage lots...on foot with flat tired bicycle loaded high pushed by guide precariously...past murdered dogs...butcher shop carcasses on ground...rude man back at train/ bus ticket booth but I stayed first in line...another rude shop keeper near Hotel...wouldn't offer directions, but found familiar looking Hotel...many people, many colors and scenes...

Too weird...pipe separated to shower on other side of door...trying with our hands to divert water up pipe to shower...big bug comes out of pipe...I smash the tiny head of a black dog like creature fighting us...need shower for tournament/event...clothes and things laid out...

A mysterious/supernatural storm at sea...report of submerged demon near ? standing on paddle board or floating debris

A fox in the house... Ts

Bird House mask...two holes make eyes/mask, yellow across forehead...business failing because everything messy, which I'm inspecting/reporting

Hanging out at neighborhood, I expect police to come around and frisk us but other guy doesn't...they come, we cooperate...keys taken from pocket

Cement slab with shower in that warren like building...can't recall...

Flying/diving from my corner yard to neighbors below in retaliation for their throwing clods of dirt at my yard...reach them like an arrow but last few feet an invisible barrier suspends me in mid air...a yesterday dream...

Walking about an encampment...soldiering...looking for soldier shaped? like a puzzle piece...soldier rides my shoulders..

? gives me paper with map instruction, drawn in pink, for hiking, and I'm admonished to be there...we're walking around perimeter of like giant square...card games being played...I reach one and note it is "money game" and forbidden to gamble, but it is small stakes...it's a card game but I roll dice, two ones/two aces, and win...then put the two aces, which are just two small short cylinders with black round dots like stuffed toy eyes, out in pot for next bet...


It's a model B-52 I'm trying to assemble and launch from a canyon/hilly suburban neighborhood...pieces don't go together and complication is tiny real dog that is pilot...and it drops a real a- bomb, which doesn't phase me or friends helping, who are impatient to see it fly and they want to be off to a party where one is to be satirized/roasted...plastic parts detailed distinct, but morph/won't keep shapes or fit...decide to leave dog out to hurry things along...

Warship/destroyer at docks preparing to go to sea...at sea in storm/huge swells...

A painting trade burglary...can't reach keys high on shelf...trapped in house for days...homeowner/woman returns...explain trade...go to get trade painting from van...desert tortoise that was sick/trapped with me, has recovered and walking about, jumping even...pick tortoise up...head and neck thin but recovered/healthy

Oh...recalling that brought back earlier dream...

Walkabout in park sighting/photographing bird nesting...then birds...then so many birds nesting trees' leaves/branches are all astir...

Poker game...I'm winning every hand but can't read cards, which are complicated some things...game interrupted while small tractor and pole lamp? delivered to room's middle... deliverer looks at paintings on wall...a couple missing...

More of the cards...and like dream was blocking, so can't recall!

Prison...a large courtyard...and group cell...two dreams...

Dream about small bird...flies to me...

At night there are sirens, a police pursuit...outside the window I see an old truck with the engine hood thrown up and back go by on the street, another car goes by pursuing...now I'm in my '66 Chevy truck and give chase too... no luck and I park at ? house...it's almost day light and I look for donut shop...

Mud brick huts/shrines along path...at top of rise a rope hangs down from cavernous roof that covers all...if I can pull the rope down and connect it to an open pipe at my feet, town buildings will open...I get rope and pipe close and one tall building leans over...I continue on path but think I got turned around... huts look so alike...

Storing baseball bats like pool cues, big ends up on rack high on wall...

Looking for light colored jigsaw puzzle piece...

Giving talk...audience is African American...

Preparing application...

Actors fighting, tall girl comedian...

Wrestling fight, repeat...while arguing about drivers license...

Frozen moon between two stars...

Quarrel about serving soup/chowder with chef...

I see nest/two nests overhead in high big tree/sycamore leafless snags...ask if owls, and see owl/snowy pet on deck rail does back flip dive, flies a bit and returns...miffed at no answer, I leave, abandon hope for guided hike from onetime friend/teacher...

Class art final reports...holding instructor's hand...

Climbers climbing building...stuck

Shopping...dinner date...

I'm waiting for delivery while two others argue...'WD' form arrives...and it's a dentist...we set chair and pole lamp for exam in living room...

Japanese girl spied on in room...trying not to be seen...bed is like stream...mechanical snake like thing searching room...fighting...

"Draw half dome", instructor tells me and two girl artists...I begin view from Washburn on chalk board, but no chalk...look for blank page but pad all full...looking, pages all over floor and can't put them back neat...one girl chatting, other diligent and begins to show drawing...my breathing is making noise like broken kitchen appliance...awake, I realize I was snoring...

Attending show...myself, two girls, another fellow...we can't sit together...someone selling things to the side of stage during acts...one girl sits in back with found boyfriend...jealous...find showers upstairs...have apartment thereabouts...like I've been to beach...sun burned...show finishes...rejoin, but girl/boy gone...T1 appears, greeting people...hops down from planter...I try to catch/help..."who are you?", T asks...I move away...

High desert road...overgrown on my side...road tilts and my car begin to roll over...stops before rolling and stuck...repeat

In crowd in park exotic insects just small window to appear each spring one on girls hand one on my shoulder for water dish "they come for food" 404 dr ?  She delivers pheromones...park is repeat

Ruby high heels...he's wearing them...I describing night before party?...rich kids rich dads coastal...he's not rich but follows style...I don't and explain I don't seek favors...and barely know the party crashers...

Being chased old cars foreigners scientists...cornered in stony ravine, I stone one pursuer.. repeat

Sierra hiking dream...hiker enthusiastic a Boy Scout, myself my usual timid depreciating...crowded camps voglesang  repeat

Worried that bike be stolen...thieves, but winter...strange buildings...work and residence...industrial buildings hallways room with heavy door to hide bike...vandals in the hall...

Dreams all variants on oppressive authority figures and things...bosses parents military police criminals dangerous critters and people hen pecking health threats...and oppressive environment and threats...rents due cars stolen...war storms...opponents fights contests...romantic fails...disloyalties deceptions lies...judges courts prisons...things not working...cars legs slowed crashes falls...all just variants of a singular promethean opponent that can be single dual many people critters things...try to challenge...call out...throw down gauntlet...rarely succeed...and even then like I'm patronized if I win fight..no super hero I!...yet...just too weak timid fearful...and can see elements/counterparts in day to day...beset both asleep and awake..."we all have this dream" Time Machine movie...everyone being bullied by morlocks...the underground in our dreams...

Hmmph...after that last observation, I thought to leave off this dream journal...it seems to satisfy my questions, generally so, but I've gotten the habit of noting them...I note them when I wake up...with age I've become a cat napper, and wake often...I note them on my iphone notepad...like many now I imagine, I browse and note and message, though rarely the latter my own self, whenever there's a spare moment...

Dreams will remain subjective until someone invents a recording device...read a syfi story once about fossil amber recording clips of dinosaurs in ancient scenes...something does already record dreams...there are repeats, though often morphed...and this something likely records everything we experience too...

I wish my dreams were more cheerful...an ancient dream book says to record, and tell factually...reading that I came away with take of scorpion crawling out of one's anus, how to interpret...tmi!!!..

Dream discretion a virtue...as with the recording messaging arts!!!

To continue...

I'm behind my headless body...two cuts/slots in lower back to put my feet through to put it/me? on...I raise one leg, heedless of sand on my foot, and being admonished for this by attendants...(like getting in a diver's wetsuit)

We attend class everyday, and one day she is two hours late...I'm asked why, and think it my fault and have lost her favor...

I'm a referee on a large field, and have an attendant to dress me in my uniform...wide horizontal blue and white bands thin material a kilt and polo shirt and a light long sleeved shirt light green?...I'm being clumsy getting back into it after break and attendant is annoyed...there's an undergarment too...

Car repair garage needs mechanics...

Fight with samurai swords...trying to protect girl from an attacker but she changes sides, then changes back, then all surrender swords up...(too much Zatoichi)

Some kind of legal meeting...a prosecuting lawyer and an accused for some insurance matter...lawyer I know from before and the spy story...meeting is on a huge grey platform...one jumps off it...jumps back up...lawyer is being accused too...demonstrates his throwing strength nearly hitting his opponent...I warily take his side...meeting postponed and a stairway appears down pedestal...below I walk though curving corridor/road looking for my car...(repeat, parts of dream)

I'm a warrior with a name chosen...a repeat ...

A forest and an out of place tree/species to challenge discernment...smoke blue pine branches wrapped about another tree...

On a bus...two fellows in front leaning back...then one leans way back, using me for a pillow...asks if all right, I say sure...try to introduce group I'm with...they are reluctant...

House full of guests...sleeping arrangement controversy....

Some kind of work in swimming pool...begins with three beginning to gear up/divers...one a goof...enters water ever so slowly, butt last to submerge...on far side of pool goof's/my (me) plastic battleship sinks, like three feet long...lifted back up on pool edge..."this old ship has been through a lot"...mast pieces broke off...I snorkel about looking for them on the tropical green bottom...(making USS Arizona model)...

Valley dream (many repeats) helping manager...

Small dog returns from stranger's to master's room...hops in bed and goes right to sleep...

Paws...my hands like big cat paws...and a big Bobcat!

Hand palms...

0-rings...

I sewed his shoes...

Dream of dreaming (back away)...

Black mat board, one side white...printing on it, part of store display...series of dust ups with managers security bullies and employees over board...police officer in one dust up and arrests corrupt store security officer/manager who handcuffs himself to metal clip made for this on his own waist belt...

Out of uniforms from work, in street clothes, two look like kids...I tease them, one blushes...the other happy with new position at shuttle ride...


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