
I was not on any drugs, when I had a most peculiar lucid dream last night. I woke up suddenly at some point and took time to memorize the sequence of the events.
I recall the full moon (which must have included earth) moving slowly from the left towards the sun. Wow, I thought, they’ve never been that close. Then the moon jumped over the sun, and they stayed two finger’s width apart. Next there was a shift and below they doubled up … another moon and sun, a foursome, and again, two finger’s width apart, forming a square shape.
Then my sight got diverted by falling stars coming in a rush towards me, or, I thought, the earth falling away from the stars. The hypnotic, ecstatic sensation, like driving a car at night with a snow storm in the headlights whirling towards me, shook me fully awake.
Given that our world’s mythologies around moon, sun and stars are innumerable, I won’t start to attempt any interpretation of my lucid dream, but, more likely, let it rest.
Though some random thoughts came to mind … Feminine principle, passive energy, intuition, dreams, unconscious; imagination and magic are often assigned to the moon, whereas the sun is represented as the masculine principle, active energy, reason and objectivity … the see all and know all eye of god.
Then there is the sheer multiplicity of stars.
Unlike a personal dream, this felt more like a shift in the collective psyche … a wind of change.
A by-thought … with earth’s diminishing resources; there is now a race for the plunder of minerals from the moon and other planets.
And of course, there is the nursery rhyme fun …
Hey diddle diddle,
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon;
The little dog laughed,
To see such sport,
And the dish ran away with the spoon.
Time ago I wrote a short fable about the sun and the moon … https://courseofmirrors.com/2018/10/02/the-mysterious-object-a-fable/
Now I wonder if my readers have weird dreams these days …
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Something to do with the winter solstice, maybe, the sun coming back this way, crossing paths with the moon, but the moon insisting on its place and duration. And surely all those stars are disappearing bots. Happy New Year, Ashen!
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Quite the dream! Mine’s been quite prosaic. Stuff about cutting loose which is significant enough.
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