i was up many times last night with hot flashes and because of the rain. I ran into the rain earlier in the day in manhattan and it was a downpour that cooled off the world. It hadnt rained in brooklyn, though threatened to all night..
i dreamed this between 4am and 6am... i drove up to a farm. the landscape was lush and green. The trees were in technicolor. i saw a man at a far that looked like my friend Lou..Lou was surrounded by hogbushed grass on the rolling hills.
second scene..I met up with Dar. She looked like dar before a show and i told her that the landscape here was beautiful that it will hurt your heart, you will feel your heart stretching. She said that she needed to talk to me. She wanted to share some information with me but we had to meet in a room in the house. she told me she received this correspondance and there was someone she wanted me to meet. She had heard from a friend that a man that we had met in the past was interested in getting to know me better and she wanted to read the letter to me.
entering the house, some young girls gave her notes and two post cards with her picture on them...i was thinking.. OH i wanted her to sign some stuff .. oh shit, i left it at home, I asked her to save the postcards of her so she could sign them for the young people i promised signatures.
The house was like a English/scottish castle and she escorted me into the main dining room. SHe was insistant that we sit at the table and she began to read this letter.
she skimmed and mutter the initial perfuctory communication between she and the author and then read on - she introduced the person as robert. he worked in a room where there were many bodies. His job was to extract body parts. She told me she knew it was a gross vocation but the person who robert worked for and robert did it reputably and there was nothing illegal bout their work, it was their job...havesting body parts
i saw the hospital room set up with the bodies all laid out and this man in a white coat in the room with the bodies.
and i awoke... to my screaming alarm clock
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too much 6 feet under and undertakers....funeral homes and bodies prepared for death
