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just another dream

[Jul. 26th, 2013|11:17 am]

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He goes from Josh Radnor to Daniel Craig.. to some guy without a face.. to Elmārs..
anyway - he's my friend. You know - one of those guy friends you keep checking up on.
it's an art fest. There are loads of people. So there are loads of art'ish people who make art - paint, draw, film, make photos, clothes.. And there was that big wall - were everyone could leave his art-mark, in the basis of which was a pattern created by pressing painted celebrity clothes to the wall.. [well that was totally cray everyone went AWOL.. putting out their emotions].

My friend - he's a technician.. There is a big screen near the wall. And he puts people's movies and just art-house and indie films on.. And his technical place is hidden inside a hill.. like a cave. [ I have no idea what these guys living in caves mean.. but they keep appearing and hugging me ] And I gave him a tape me and my friend Laimdota filmed some 10 years ago.. And I watch it lying on the ground with many over people who are as highly motivated to do nothing as I am. He wanted to watch it with me, he even promised.. but his girlfriend came [by the way she looked like Fefe Dobson] and they are in the cave..

There's one moment vivid from the movie, it's where Laimdota and some other people are laughing and climbing a somewhat Scottish looking landscape against a strong wind, but the day is really sunny.. so her golden hair is drawing beautiful patters in the air.. almost like water flowing or fire flickering.

There's a voice behind me:
- Hey, Lime, isn't that you
- Pshh, of course not..
I don't turn, I know without turning its her, and I can feel her looking for me in the crowd..
The focus goes closer on the hair.. until it's all we can see.. and it ends..

I go into the cave, knock on the door, am asked to wait.. then he let's me in - somewhat embarrassingly smiling. I say:
- You didn't see the half of it..
- You know me too well. We tried, but then got preoccupied..

He gives me the tape and walks me out. We walk, talk.. he keeps his arm on my back.. kinda very protectively. Then we stop - he hugs me really tight and says:
- Keep safe. If anything happens - call. Promise?
- Promise.

[ te es laikam aizmigu ciešāk, jo neko neatceros, but the next thing I know: ]
We are on some kind of a ship.. He, his girlfriend, his jack russell terrier and me.. We are sort of running from someone.. We are joined by his friend [a Brad Pitt kinda looking guy]. then everything is in somewhat coloristic blur.. there's a lot of crimson or scarlet paint strokes everywhere. then there's a white silk sheet fluttering in the wind.. and she dies [his girlfriend].. some crazy people - they just kill her.
Then there's a smell of wood going into shambles and a lot of pointy sharp splinters all around us. He suddenly says - It's you!! How could you! - and runs after Brad Pitt..
And I sit there on the floor when his dog starts convulsing, and craning it's neck in weird angles.. and then pukes on the floor. He's kind crowling in circles and puking.. then nothing comes out, he just making the puking movements and crawling in circles.. And I sit there and know - he has been poisoned or even infected with some kind of mutated Listeria.. And there's nothing I can do.. and the only thought I have is - Thank God, HE doesn't have to see that.

[ un tad es pamostos, un saprotu, ka tas tas bija mans suns.. not in the dream.. but in real life. un shudder un hug Gordon closer to me and ask him: 'Gorģik, u tebja že vse v porjadke?! Vse horošo?' and kiss him.. ]

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Pēdējā laikā visu laiku sapņoju par kaķiem visos iespējamos veidos un pat Ināru Kaķīti, kura mani atpazina.. Un mamma kept telling me - ka tas nav labi, jo kaķi sapņos ir uz nodevību. You could say they came true a little [īpaši tāpēc, ka most of them bija kaķēni.. nodevība arī nebija liela].. Bet suns sapnī - tas ir labi, tas ir draugs.. a helping hand.. someone you trust.. bet mirstošs suns? if not a friend - then friendship duying.. nu pieņemsim, ka visa sapņu tulkošana ir bullšits. besides - tas viss ir viens liels mumble-jumble..
Es gan varu izskaidrot, ko tur dara Radnors -> Ance vakar teica, ka noskatījās "happythankyoumoreplease"..
Breds Pits - pirms gulētiešanas tētis mani pasauca iečekot viņa deju iekš 'Burn after Reading', kas gāja pa TV.
Fefe Dobson - ir no Listenera sērijas.
Kuģis - probably ir saistīts ar regati.
Un pat Scottish landscape varētu būt saistīts ar McGregore velo, moto un suņa bilžu skatīšanos vai Passenger klausīšanos..
bet viss pārējais.. un it īpaši čaļi alās.. ir a mystery to me.
Dying Gordon - is kinda worrying, bet after all - I've seen my brother's skin being taken off from him, and nothing bad happen after that dream.
Galvenais jau ir izstāstīt savus sapņus - tad viņi vsp nepiepildās..