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Dreamed 2008/11/27 by Wayan; Dreamverse #47
Here's an example of an odd, neglected type of dream described by Havelock Ellis, a contemporary of Freud. He thought many dreams explore multiple meanings of a word or phrase (or aspects of an idea or image) that's never actually seen or heard in the dream: implied puns. And the dreamworker's job is to catch it.
NOTES IN THE MORNING
Drumming stumbles off the lawn, relentless--
echoes in the gloom. And this a writing class!
I gave three shorts for feedback. But past that beat,
I can't hear classmates' words, can only grope
for agitated stance or voice. I hope to agitate!
My first two tales? Indifference. But my third upset!
Its shipwrecked narrator resounds like drums--
near the door, my friend Ed stands to confess
what? The drummers drown him. Did he really say
"I was kidnapped once on Crete"?
Our bone-beard teacher hands me a scribbled sheet
of comments illegible now in gloom,
but for later gnaw, I stash. Private, query him
"Did Ed say shipwrecked or kidnapped?"
"Both! As a teen, Ed was on a Greek ferry that sank.
He washed up on a beach in Crete. The men
who found him called him salvage, like a crate!
Kept him months, washing tavern dishes. Thrice
he fled, told the cops--and they took him back."
Whoa. 3000 years, and still Circe, Lotos-men,
and taverna Cyclopes try Edysseus to pen!
Explains the mystery of Ed. He's always been
Touchy with cops, and volatile, I knew.
Law's just prisonguards to him--
injustice in wine-deep blue.
Perched on the next desk: Marie. A few years back
we both took advanced music. Small, neat,
brilliant as a cat. Blonde then, now brunette--
surprising, but ink looks good on her. Back then
I was so shy--considered her above me--but now
over the drums we talk free. She smiles "In that class
you seemed indifferent, ringed in a smoke-glass
wall. But some of us eventually figured out that's
not true; shy but not indifferent at all."
Wait, the girls in class talked about me? I feel
heartened--they cared! I blush, upset
that I came across as cold, when I adore
Marie so much--hell, longed so long for her.
I say "Well, I grew up still more isolated,
abused by elders and batteréd,
than ever Ed. Whenever I raised that wall
'twas courtesy: can't push ugly me on you.
And even moments with you, well...
it's too good to be true. Hell,
overwhelming. I feel shy still."
Marie! From balls to soul, I feel again her pull,
though confessing my dark childhood will
likely lighthouse her off. But to me she's frank
so I owe Marie the facts, not tact.
I woke sure only of this: "Tell truth exact."
- Traumatized guy named Ed:
- Edward: a friend of mine who writes travelogs, and does have bizarre run-ins with cops and authorities.
- Edwin: Just read Jill Thompson's "The Dead Boy Detectives." Edwin was battered to death by school bullies. Even years later as a crime-solving ghost, Edwin's judgment is distorted--in a disappearance case, he obsesses on some bullies who are innocent--of abduction at least.
- Shipwreck narrative: I just edited and added The Boat is Sinking, a 275-year-old apparent psychic dream, to the World Dream Bank. I'm not sure what my dream is saying about it. Other than that I'm overworking, maybe--like poor Ed, forced to slave away.
- Galley has three meanings in English:
- Mediterranean ships often rowed by chained slaves. Here we are shipwrecked in Crete...
- seamen's term for a kitchen: so Ed the forced dishwasher is a "galley slave"!
- printout of a text just before publication: last chance to edit. When I edited The Boat is Sinking, did I turn galley slave?
- The dream itself never actually mentions "galley", yet its triforked pun is everywhere once you notice it.
It's a perfect example of a Havelock Ellis dream. Watch for them!
- Marie the musician: I've had other recent dreams saying "if you fall in love again, pick a musician." I need to be drawn out, and music does that, unlike writing, painting, or cartooning--arts for introverts! Marie was the best musician in our class. So if she's symbolic, she means not just love but music! (Though if I run into her next week after seven years, take the dream literally and ask her out...)
- Ed versus Marie: writing vs. singing, I think. I do both--and art too of course. But this dream, and a lot of others recently, suggests that music is my path now. I love it (Marie) while writing (Ed) has become... well, tinged with drudgery. Alone in a room...
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