Dream Report - Sweden

[moon_custafer]

Last night I dreamed my parents and I went to Sweden, which turned out to be characterized by a mix of neo-classical architecture and giant, post-modern public art that looked like folksy wood-carvings blown up to gargantuan size.

I then found myself alternately reading and inhabiting a sort of steampunk-Viking saga/soap opera in which the female lead was passively-aggressively fomenting a feud between two clans for reasons of her own. The dream concluded with a big red-haired dude, who had been the most likeable and sensible character, getting exiled and taking off in his personal flying cloak device; then someone, possibly a wizard, was confronting our villainess in a cave about her machinations, and I think it was at that point I woke up.

Also I had been knitting items for various characters throughout.

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

Can you ever trace back the origins of these things. Lately my dreams have been grabbing on to one minor incident during the day and then turning that into some extravaganza. Last weekend I was going through a pile of cheap DVDs and noticed that there were copies of that Zombie Comedy "Fido" in it. Fido is that Canadian thing with Carry Anne Moss with all the cool vintage cars in it. Anyway *that* turned into a full Zombie movie that I was sometimes in for real and sometimes directing.

Then last night a perfectly innocent interaction with a mutual acquaintance of ours turned into a cheesy 70s porn movie with those fembots from Austin Powers in it: "Care to have a little fun Mr. Powers?"

Fooey!

/Don

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Fido is a fine movie.