Fungal Flips
Last night I dreamt that where I lived was covered in all-enveloping fungus. It kept growing and drooping over the eaves of the house like a covering of snow that is too heavy and slips. There were things I knew about this fungus: it was soft, it changed colour - from green to orange - and it exuded a vapour that I couldn't smell or see but nevertheless changed anything that it encountered.
I knew I needed to run away from it, but each time I did it made me stop whatever I was doing and then leap through time, so at one time I would be on my way out of the door and then immediately afterwards find myself where I had been a few minutes before.
It's been haunting me all day - that, and my enduring conviction (since last Wednesday) that the world, as we know it, is about to end. Maybe I have not been getting out enough.
I knew I needed to run away from it, but each time I did it made me stop whatever I was doing and then leap through time, so at one time I would be on my way out of the door and then immediately afterwards find myself where I had been a few minutes before.
It's been haunting me all day - that, and my enduring conviction (since last Wednesday) that the world, as we know it, is about to end. Maybe I have not been getting out enough.
Labels: Dreams, fungus., The end of the world
posted by Clare Dudman at 10:11 pm
8 Comments:
Oh, my. You have and enduring conviction (since last Wednesday!) that the world is going to end? Where did this come from?
The dream is fascinating. I had a dream class in college and this appears to be a typical avoidance type dream. What in real life are you avoiding that needs your attention?
That, or it'll make a good idea for a future story.
Sounds like you've been dreaming Jeff VanderMeer's city of Ambergris
- all that fungas! Personally, I would not like to live there.
Still I hope your forebodings regarding the end of the world are not about to come true.
Are you being invaded by triffids?
Only the world 'as we know it', Mary! Maybe if that is true then what comes next will be better in some ways - I am being determinedly optimistic this morning.
Very interesting that your college course implied that dreams have meaning - I suppose that's following Freud in some way (and also the bible!). I never think of dreams in this way. I just think of them in terms of the mind sorting things out.
Yes, Anne and Pierre - I think maybe it was an Ambergris/triffid combo sort of dream with a touch of Heroes thrown in as garnish!
So come to Handbridge on Wednesday!!>! XX
Wish I could Jan, but I have too much to do - I don't think I've read the book anyway. Thanks, anyway!
My college course didn't imply that dreams had general, apply-to-all-of-humanity meanings, just that the subconscious was trying to communicate with the conscious mind, using wild imagery to make the message stick. The mind sorting things out is a good way to put it, although dreams can also spark our creativity.
Freud probably was discussed in class, but I don't specifically remember that, so obviously his theories weren't stressed.
Ah, I see, Mary, interesting idea - I believe no one knows just yet, I wonder if we ever will.
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