Hypnagogia from this morning
I'm penetrating a dark wall with my mind, as if I'm boring through it
with my head that squashes and stretches to pull itself through as if I
am being born. The hole going through the wall in the end appears only
wide enough for a minute needle. In the world beyond, there are swirling
yellow and green colours and it is like a small cave and a white chair
appears where I suddenly sit on. I see a
landscape in the distance, vehicles travelling in the falling snow with
large fur trees in the background.
Along the road, a young
woman angrily tells her young brother who is no more than a teenage boy
"I've had enough of you!" and she pushes him over on the busy road, he
is run over by multitudes of rushing cars, his body is ripped to shreds
but he is nothing more than something constituted from a dozen pillows,
and the contents of those pillows spewed across the ground, the stuffing
sodden with the wet slushy snow of the roads. A tall giant of a man
stands by the side of the road, dressed in old clothes almost like a
tramp and holds his hands out in despair at the woman.
A very
tall masculine woman appears with a dark collar length dark wig,
slightly too much makeup on his face and a knee length skirt to be
standing by the curb as well, but she turns out to be a man dressed in
women's clothing, very unmistakably a man of about six feet and strong
shoulders. His face in a deep blue shadow and he is smoking, he has
attached to his belt more than one curved oblong ash tray made from hard
leather or wood each filled with half a dozen burning cigarettes.
The curb turns into a ledge with no road beyond it, and then a barrier
forms, a railing maybe, and then the environment turns into that of the
inside of a train and a couple in their mid forties sitting at a table
with the view from the window delivering surprises in the form of
luscious green hills and one shaped like a pebble on its side , covered
with trees and with an obvious curve beneath on its left side that made
it even more like a giant rounded pebble. The couple in their mid
forties, a man and a woman with short spiky cropped hair, hers was still
dark and his was greying, they were dressed in green camouflaged army
fatigues, the woman had a round face with small ears that stuck out and
wide pale eyes, she almost had an appealing simian quality to her face
and they chatted away. The man had a slight narrow looking face with
chiseled features
We see the couple again in a shop, the woman
has just bought a bag of peas and takes them to checkout till, she opens
the bag up and where one would put the food usually, instead there is a
chute , as as she pours the peas down the chute, they turn out to be
Brussels sprouts. She says to the woman at the till "Well what did you
expect?"
A friend said to me "Not too bad a movie film Dom but it's basically the same story as black beauty but set in the war" and having seen it, I agreed "yes , I imagined it would be, although I expected the horse to be pursued by three TIE Fighters when it ran along the trench" 