Dream Journal

My last dreams in Oberlin:

This was earlier on, deeper in the night. We were in a beautiful, sunny field. There was a huge circle of people, happy, talking, like at a festival. Perhaps there were two circles turning in opposite directions, one inside the other, because there were always new people to talk with.

Well along came this siamese hag in a black hooded cape with green edging. One hood was stitched closed and the hag head inside was blind and comatose. The other hag head was talking to me but I wasn’t paying attention. Then I suddenly focused all my attention on her, met her eyes, and approached her directly, saying “I WANT SOMETHING FROM YOU.” She stopped suddenly, surprised at my intensity. She was thrilled and fell to the ground. She lifted her cloak and was naked beneath. She squirmed around saying “Take what you will, and my sister too!” I was repulsed and turned away. I projected my communication at her again. “No! I want to know what you see, how you see!” She said “Oh!” and picked herself up. She began to tell me great things, of which I forget.