ok so there i am.. standing on the edge of the dock waiting for the ships to come in.. no wait, that's your dream......
mine: i am standing looking at a painting. as i look right to left, the characters are drawn with decreasing intensity of tone and hue. i am sitting on a stone in the middle of the picture, with my dog on my lap. I am not aware of the identity of the other people in the picture. instantly i am now in some ancient time; the picture has faded, the people alongside me in the picture are now gone. i am still sitting there on the stone that is a guidestone for a rock fence. someone is trying to take my picture but cannot get the camera to work. behind me is a great river and to my left is the leaning tower of pisa while to my right is the parthenon. so something ain't quite right apart from the other things. my dog slips through my hands and into the river, which although wide does not appear deep. however, appearances are deceiving as even though the dog skips across the water, people who attempt to retrieve him fall into the depths. for some reason, some people try to kill the dog; they go in after him with knives and clubs. i run after the dog, picking him up and carrying him to safety at the other side.



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although that may yet be in another dream...


