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Escape By Intuition

Dreamed 2010/1/11 by Wayan

Beehive huts on the shoulder of a cliff in open mountains; the inhabitants look like small winged tigers. Northwest Continent 9, on Pegasia, an Earthlike moon.

INTRODUCTION

I usually tell just one dream, favoring coherent story-like dreams. But here I'm presenting a whole day's journal entry--a whole night's dreaming--because I had four dreams all gnawing on one issue.

THAT DAY...

I still have a bit of a cold, though I'm healing. But the house computer has a virus too! Great. Catch and erase one worm by hand, but the browser still gets hijacked part of the time.

Work on an art project: my webtour of a habitable moon called Pegasia. Base my sketches of its landscapes on old watercolors by Edward Lear--alter, tint, add furry figures and alien structures, but keep his lovely compositions...

My sister Althea comes over so she can call round to find homecare for our mom--can't do it at our mom's house--she just hovers and worries and fusses, driving Althea crazy.

We start talking about our sister Miriel, who's sick, broke and angry at everyone. Including me. She told me I see her (or want to see her) as sweet, sexy, compliant and stupid, like our dad did. Since I identify with her a lot, her view of me was a shock.

Clean my room, go through stacks of papers years old. Consolidate stacks of books and music tapes. Progress. But I find letters from my niece Solara, years back. Feel sad and guilty I lost them, didn't answer.

That evening, on PBS: "The Orchard Wall", a Ruth Rendell mystery done by the BBC. Jenny (Honeysuckle Weeks) is a gifted teen sent out of London during the Blitz. Jenny, played by Honeysuckle Weeks, reading in bed, from  'The Orchard Wall', a Ruth Rendell mystery. Jenny in braids, played by Honeysuckle Weeks, from 'The Orchard Wall', a Ruth Rendell mystery. Jenny learns her aunt is hiding that she's pregnant, even though her husband's been off at the front for a year. She had a lover in the village--he talked of eloping with her, but then disappeared. At last Jenny finds her aunt lying dead in the rain; self-abortion. From things the aunt's brother-in-law says, Jenny deduces the lover didn't faithlessly flit; brother-in-law killed him in a rage. But Jenny can't prove it, and who would listen to her anyway? Children are to be seen, not heard. They send her back to London...

They say "murder will out." Not always!

THAT NIGHT...

DREAM 1: THE FURRY ARCOLOGY

A famous cluster of houses on a hill in a European city. An arcology by Paolo Santi, or Gaudí, or Hundertwasser. Domes, curvy stone arches, carvings, all soft organic shapes. Look like eroded sea cliffs not human arches. Sculptures of gods and goddesses, part animal part human, support and rest on the arches. Lovely stuff.

Sketch of a dream by Wayan, 'Furry Arcology.' A curving hill-street of linked stone domes and arches with carved animal gods. Click to enlarge.

I'm a student of architecture, and I've studied all these porches and portals, each dedicated to a different animal god. But I was taught them piecemeal; when at last I step back and see them all in sequence up the slope, I feel an "aha!" It's about the cluster, the community. Sketch of a dream by Wayan, 'Escape by Intuition.' Gothic stone building on a hill; I stare out a half-circle of tall windows. Click to enlarge

DREAM 2: ESCAPE BY INTUITION

I walk up the hill. Around its crown, find a different set of stone galleries--these form a ring-walk of terraces around a neoclassical complex capping the hill. Huge!

At first, a woman leads me round, but at some point I lose her--or she loses me... I walk into a small semicircular columned room with tall windows, half a meter wide but 3-4 meters tall. Strange neo-Gothic place.

I turn around to find... my entrance has silently disappeared!

I'm trapped. How long can I survive in here? Will anyone notice, come looking for me?

I guess I could break a window as a last resort, but I'm reluctant; twelve-foot panes have to be fantastically expensive. Is there any alternative, though?

I search the room. Look for hairline cracks; grope the gorgeous corbeled panels with their inlays and gold-leaf accents; drum on the wall, listening for a hollow; I even sniff the wall, not so much hoping to scent a door as to notice a trickle of warm or cold air from a hairline crack--my nose is the most temperature-sensitive bit of me (well, of the bits I'm ready to rub against a wall. And I admit I didn't lick the wall...)

That got me nowhere! No door. All five senses swear it...

Sketch of a dream by Wayan, 'Escape by Intuition.' Blonde girl (me) in blue dress looks up at elaborate corbeled wood panels, muttering 'I swear this was a door a minute ago.'
Sketch of a dream by Wayan, 'Escape by Intuition.' I sit on the floor facing a window and see my own reflection.

So I try again. But this time, I use my sixth sense.

Intuition draws me to kneel at a window on the southwest side, where the wall of windows hits the hill. Fold my legs under and sit on the floor, facing the windowsill.

Absolutely no reason for this. I just go with it.

My reflection in the window catches my eye. My face is different! I'm a girl: beautiful, English-looking, with two blonde braids. Familiar. Oh. Jenny!

I look myself in the eye. A long stare-down with this new me. Suddenly I wink and silently command the hidden door to open. Feel a long-disused muscle working in my brain: willpower!

A long moment of doubt and growing disappointment as nothing happens...

...and then a panel slides open. I'm free.

Escaped by intuition.

Dream 3: "SPOT THE CLUES!"

I'm sitting on a grassy bluff in Marin or Sonoma, looking down on rocky points and coves, reedy marshes, winding sloughs feeding the Bay. A blonde girl--Jenny?--points to the left and says "Pay attention!" She's spotted ducks. Sharp-eyed!

She catches a second detail revealing a hidden mammalian prowler after the ducks... fox, raccoon?

She says "Chris, you're not looking! You just see the general picture, and then stop observing. You have to take the time to spot the clues!"

Sketch of a dream by Wayan, 'Spot the Clues.' A rocky bluff above marshes of northern San Francisco Bay. Blonde with baseball cap points, frowning, at something in the marsh; I sit on the edge and try to see it. Click for close-up.

Dream 4: JUST TEASING?

Three girls live together. Lovers! They're cute. They deliberately let me see them all romping nude on the bed together. Girl on her back waves her legs at me; one on all fours arches her back so her cunt winks red. I get excited, but doubt they really want ugly old ME to join them; assume they're only teasing.

But as I wake, I start to doubt the doubt! Pretty blatant invitation for mere teasing.

Sketch of a dream by Wayan, 'Just Teasing?' Three girls tangled naked on a bed, smiling. Poster on wall says 'Silence = Death'. Click to enlarge.


LISTS AND LINKS:
1: Furry Arcology - landscapes - cities - architectural dreams - sculpture - animal people - community - a picture-poem on Hundertwasser
2: Escape by Intuition - architecture again - sabotage - prisons and freedom - hunches, urges and intuition - mirrors and reflections - I'm Just Not Myself Today! - gender-bent dreams - age-bent dreams - assertion and willpower - magical doors
3: "Spot the Clues!" - landscapes - birds - vision - health advice - dream advice in general - a parallel-world dream of the North Bay marshes: The Lead Hazard of Witches - hunted through the astral marshes: Souls in the Mud
4: Just Teasing? - sex - trios - lesbians - nudity and exhibitionism - flirting and teasing - shyness and embarrassment - lost opportunities
General: health advice - my sister Miriel - pencil dream-art

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