Friday, October 22, 2010
You, some dogs, and a lobster are all under the influence of some really heavy shit.
I laughed when I saw the "Innappropriate tarot reading" on FB yesterday. But as sometimes happens, the digitized, random, irreverant divination was spot on. I had the most vivid dream this morning. It was so detailed, so crystal clear that it was (still is) literally palpable. I know what the dream place smelled like, felt like. In the dream I kissed someone. I can still feel his lips. Whoa. Or should I say wow?
A noise I've never heard before, coming through my bedroom window (and therefore from the back of the house) woke me up just after the dream kiss, guaranteeing that the details of the dream would stay fresh in my memory. I said, out loud, "That was intense!" I meant the dream of course but also the noise that woke me up suddenly. It sounded like an metal, extending ladder, but who would be setting up a ladder at 5:45 a.m.?
Now I'm up, drinking coffee and trying to pretend like I didn't just have some sort of numinous experience. I'm still in awe even though I've been up and about, doing "normal" stuff, for awhile.
It's the full blood moon today. That moon packs a wallop. Oh yeah.
Here's a picture of the moon card from the Rider-Waite tarot deck.
I saw guys all over the national mall yesterday, repairing things, setting up scaffolding, also putting up tents for something or another.